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WRITTEN IN RED CHAS.HOWARO PtOKTAQTTB AHOC.W.9TAR t (Copyright, by The Ctwl) PabUsbiag Co.) CHAPTER XIH. CORTOTUKD. t aKi, bu, Bam joan umm to jumsoii, Mter his Informant ' Dad departed. K6i . a ... ... "That's how the wind blow, does it! (Well, It remalni for ma to find out who profits by North's death, and who by the failure.. ' Certainly It Is neither (Marion Stackhouse or Stella North." The detective was not aware of Paul North's little transaction In life lusor tance, and It Is not probable that -it would bare made much difference in its opinion if he had' been, i But John Lamm's attention was now taken by the arriral of his assistant' In company with a keen-eyed woman about flye-and-thlrty, modestly dressed. . "Ah, Miss Dallison! Good morning," aid the detective, cordially. "Are you engaged to day?". "Some U lnga on hand," she said, In fc brisk, Witness-like way, "but if it's Important " 1 Lamm Vaved his hand toward the Boor of his inner office, and the lady preceded -him into the small retiring rcom which the detective preserved for tils most important conferences. "And now, BUI." said Lamm, turning to his assistant, and speaking in a low tone, "I want you to go to Swamp Bcott. You know where the North .Villa is. Tou will easily find it without any obtrusive inquiries, you under stand. At tai upper right-hand corner, at the part of the house away from the Water, is a square tower with gneon blinds. If ft small white handkerchief Is pieced over the sill, go to tBe serv ants' door and deliver an express pack-' age to' Mollle White. Take that re ceipt along with you and have her sign for It. She will leave what she has for me in the book. See? If there Is no signal by four o'clock, you may come back." When Detective Lamm had dis patched his assistant, he locked the door and saluted his female caller over again. , , "Allow me to pay my respects to the only female detective in America who Is worth her bread and butter," he said. How are you?" -. "Is it because I'm so good or the rest are so poor, Mr. Lamm?" she returned. 'Or because there isn't much money : cheap? Or what?" "No, Miss Dallison, I don't want you . to work cheap," replied Lamm, becom ing serious and drawing up a chair near to her. "If you can do what I want I shall willingly let you put your prn price on it." j "Well, what is it?" . "I can't say yet Just what It will be I hare taken the. liberty to make an appointment at your house with party unknown at seven this evening. If the party puts in an appearance, you will have the simple task of finding out all he or she knows, while pre tending to give him or her some in formation which you do not possess,' "Really," said Miss Dallison, sar castically, "it Is very simple indeed." "Unfortunately," twtid Lamm, "there Is no other way that I can see to get the Information necessary. I will teli you how the case stands." And pro ducing the copy of the Globe, the de tective proceeded to explain his plans, "You see," he said, in conclusion, "I merely desire to have you personate tho writer of the letter I wrote this morning, and to draw out as much as possible apput the purpose of publish ing that advertisement from the person Who turns up in answer to my note. There are two things I, wish to And cut the first Is, who Inserted the 'ad.,1 and tho second is, what is wanted of Marie Molssot And, incidentally, if I can find out who this Marie Molssot s, why so much the better." Miss Dallison' was exceedingly du bious about the result, but as she was willing to try, after arranging the mat ter more in detail, Lamm made an ap pointment at her house - for seven o'clock, and bade her "good morning." . "Good heavens!" muttered Lamm to tumseir, wnen ne was alone, "this is the first time I ever was employed in a case where I was obliged to go to such trouble to find out a few facts hlch the man who employed me could give me in five minutes, if he only would. Is it because he doean't care to, or because he doesn't dare to? I'll find out, or my name isn't Lamm. I always like to know what sort of a nan I'm working for. It's convenient sometimes." With these reflections, Mr. Lamm be took himself to other matters connect ed With his puzzling and thus far un satisfactory quest, for he really hadn't cot far enough aUjng to be able to form, a theory that positively seemed reasonable to him. .- , ' ins assistant returned during 'the aftetnoon. ''''"; "The white rag was out when' I got there." ho .said, h "Flo I went to1 the bouse at once and returned by the next train.". ' Ho bauded Mr. Lamm a messsge soalel In an envelope, which (relieved cf Urn iiocullarltlns of Its orthography) conl.v'nod Information as followu: "f?tMo No-'h ". rim awn. Herbert whs j'..o-t o'it In ii't-t n lt hi.' M.ks llrwwooci l iil I ''a re op-n the dour. When Hhe saw ti .! tlie rcom waa the- fainted tli-ad , lira. Ctackh'iUse at-!dttl her. fclio was awry fwle, fcut 414 ot ay ar.ythtn?. Monett said aha hud 'detracted" look about tha eyee but I couldn't one tier differ ent than usual. Aa soon aa Mlaa Harwood cme to, Ml Marlon (she has forbid any t ua to call her Mrs ), tent Muflote to Mr. Falrldne'a honse. Ha came over rljrht war. They had a ion talk, which I did not bear. Then Mr. Ketrldge took Aloflett awajr with him to look for Stella. Sine then Mlaa Marlon baa been In her room walking; up and down. I don't believe aha naa aai town onca. just keeps walking- all tha time. Bbe roust bava walked tlx miles Moffott eajg that Mr. Fetrldge aeat him to" the polloa oDlva, but he didn't so himself. Nobody knew when Mlaa Stella Went out. una want up to bed very early, and wa inouKin sne waa locked in her room to cry. I hope this will be of service to find bar, aa nobody could wish har any harm." "P. 8. fibe la very different from bar sta ler. . An I mat woman Is a rough dia mond," murmured Mr. Lamm, as he conveyed the letter to his capacious pocketbook. "A professional couldn' have done much better I" "But in the nam of wonders," his thought continued, "what does It all mean? If it had been Marlon I might nave, understood It but this 17-year- oia oaDyi There is some salient fea ture la this case that I haven't yet come across. Now, what is it? Where shall I look for the missing link?" Profoundly abstracted and reserved John Lamm continued to be through out the remainder of the day. All the way to the house on Shawmut avenue, whither he betook himself rather in ad vance of the appointed time, he was not in a condition to recognize ac quaintances or know of what sort the weather was. His mind was wholly absorbed with the knotty problem that the North case now presented. The latest development, in it had aroused a new train of suspicions. Once inside the modest rooms of the woman detective, however, Lamm threw off the burden of speculation and devoted all his energies toils lmme dlate purpose. The windows of Miss Dalllson's front chamber (her suite was on the second floor) overlooked the corner to which Lamm's letter of the morning was designed to lure the author of the mysterious want "ad The detective reasoned that if the ad Tertlser was as importunate as he ap peared to be, he would surely call for answers before night, and unless there was some more tangible reply from an other quarter, the decoy was sure to bring him. And he was quite right. Miss Dallison was already arrayed in the bonnet with the red cherries, and stood at his side looking with him be ' DON'T YOU DARE, 8IR," SHE CRIED, STANDING WITH HER BACK AGAINST THE DOOR. twecn the half-idosed blinds toward the opposite corner when the clocks struck seven. "Thornton Stackhouse, as I live! exclaimed Lamm a moment later, "and prompt to the minute! There is your man." he said, quickly, pointing him out, "Bring him here. I will be in the next room as arranged. If he asks you any questions, wait a bit before answering. If the feather sways twice, it means say 'yes;' if once, it means 'no.' If not at all, you are left to your own discretion. You generally will be." John Lamm referred to a large pea cock's feather ornamentally arranged over a bookcase. He had connected It with the adjoining room 'by a bit ot silk thread. A very few minutes thereafter Miss Dallison and Thornton Stackhouse en tered the front chamber. The man took the seat offered to him, back to the bookcase. If Miss Dallison had been familiar with his personal ap pearance, she could not have helped observing that the lines of care In his face had deepened heavily since the day of his partner's death. He had the sleepless, worn expression of an anx ious watcher by the bedside of a se rious illness; , . "Well, well, woman," he said, ab ruptly, In no very conciliatory tones, "I trust after bringing me here you don't disappoint me. - What do you know of this Marie MoIssoU . Speak quickly, for my engagements are press ing." "Well, now, my dear sir," began Miss Dallison, in a nervous, high-keyed manner, very unlike her natural self. "you'd- better understand me, to begin ltn. I'm not going to betray, any con fidences that I may have made with any of them as I may be pardoned for calling friends without I know the why aud the wherefores of it." "What do you mean?" asked Stack- house, darkly. "Do you expect me to tell you my business with her before 1 know anything about you? Yoo must think me a fool. I offered a reward for information, aud came here to got it; not to give it." , . . ' "Very well, Indeed, elr, so you dtd," returned Miss Dallison, wjth a very shrewd air of suspicion, "Bn you have to sutiafy me that you don't menu no hnrm to a body, for f'll not t-p'-alt a vii tj UJura uuy friond r.f mlaa. Sj tha-rs just what yon and I have gt to settle before we gt sbead." - "Well, in the first place," said Stack house, changing his tactics, "suppose w settle whether you 'have any In formation about the person, that want Describe the woman you refer tor "un, sin I'm no good that way, She was about 27, dark, quite dark well, medium height, I should say and what I call reasonably good-look ing." "Ah! and what is she doing for a liv ing?" "Oh, there's where I can't answer, yon see, until I find out why you want to know." Stackhouse made an Impatient ges ture. . "Has this woman you speak of been in Boston lately?" The feather swayed twice. "I see no harm In saying 'yes' to that sir. No barm. But more I won't say. You see, sir, circumstances are pecul iar. She confided me that clrcum stances are peculiar. "You mean to say, don't you, that she was here for private purposes, and that she wanted hef presence here kept a secret?" "I shouldn't wonder." U"Have you known this woman long?" rrk. m . , i uw learner swayed twice. "A good many years, sir." "And under that name all the time?1 "I decline to state what names she has gone under," said the woman, with considerable asperity. "You may be one of them detective fellers. How do I know? Coming up here to pump evi dences out of a poor woman as has herself to look after. I know fast enough I know the woman you want I knew it the minute I read that in the paper. But I ain't going to be caught in no trap, nor I ain't going to get into no trouble. So there's how the land lays, and you may as well know it first as last" Stackhouse seemed to be sitting on pins and needles. "Hang it!" he cried. "Don't be fool! I have no wish to harm her. nor you, either. I only wish to see her; that's all to talk with her." "Well?" "Is she In Boston?" "That I decline to say, sir." "Ah!" said Stackhouse, coming to his feet. "I see she is, or you wouldn't be so cunning about it. Now, where is she? In this house? Tell the truth. Didn't she herself send you to answer that advertisement? As a matter of fact, isn't she listening to this very conversation? He made a sudden movement toward the half -open door behind which Lamm stood. But the woman waa quicker than he was, and she Intercepted him, "Don't you dare, sir!" she cried Standing with her back against the door. "She may be and she may tot be; but if you attempt to go Into that room, I'll scream for help." "Ah!" said Stackhouse, significantly, as I. thought. You are too smart, woman. You have betrayed yourself. "Well, then," said the woman, dog gedly, "you can't see her; that's all." Oh; that's what she told you to say, is It?" Never mind. You can't see her, If you've got any message for her. write it, and I'll see that she gets it, and she will reply by mail. You can't see her. You ought to be ashamed to try to, arter treating her as you have." This sole real bit of information which Miss Dallison possessed outside of the patent facts of the advertisement de livered at this opportune time, must nave dissipated any doubts still lin gering In Stackhouse's mind. "Very well," he said, in an altered tone, "I will write to her." He turned toward the outer door, and Miss Dal- Hon followed him. He had actually opened the door to pass into the entry, and she was quite off her guard, when, with a quick spring, he leaped back into the room, thrusting her aside, f.nd before she could prevent him, had flung wide open the door to, the ad joining chamber. But John Lamm was too old a bird to be caught In any such trap. At the first intimation of Stackhouse's sus picion he had taken his departure. The room was empty! CHAPTER XIV. MR. LAMM COUGHS BEHIND HIS HAND. "Slipped through your fingers again, didn't she?" If the mocking face of Miss Dallison could be depended upon, that business like woman seemed to enjoy the dis comfiture and anger of her victim very keenly. She took up her hat, shook the dust from the deceiving cherries poised it a moment in her hand, and then said: "Well?" Mr. Stackhouse acknowledged his de feat with a very grim sort of smile. "You're a clever pair, you two," he said, shortly. "Where's paper and ink? Have you got such things in this pantomime-trap of a house?" looking with a scowl around the room he had found empty. "Ah! I thought you'd turn sensible after awhile," rejoined Miss Dallison, briskly producing writing materials from the caverns of what a casual vis itor would have pronounced a ward robe, but which was much more a very arsenal of belongings, some cu rious for their oddity, somo common place enough, but all designed for in- tant use, when wanted Toy this ex tremely wide-awake woman. Mr. Stackhonse did not find the flow of ideas quite to his liking. He began nd tore up two lottors, carefully be stowing the fragments in bis watch pocket Flnully be. seemed to find au nsplrallou, end his pen went rapidly over tho paper, while Miss Dallison perused the pata of the 1 mornliiR's Globe with every enpoaraneo of lively interest There!' the visitor sold M IvU. ;Ul the letter. "Oiva ti. to Maria kola sot, and mind you tell her before shi opens It that she will do well to keen It entirely to herself." "The lady knows what she Is about,'1 was Miss Dallison s response. "I hope she does," was Mr. Stack house's rejoinder, as he took his hat, and, without any ceremonious words ol adieu, proceeded downtown. Wherever he went, or whatever "sur cease from care" he may bava sought in any quarter, one thing la certain he did not make Immediate claim upon the attention of Detective Lamm. But shortly after his departure, thai busy gentleman bad the satisfaction ot rejoining the triumphant Miss Dallison and of reading tha following enig matical epistle: "Marie: Your part In the conspiracy ta bring about my ruin, which was carried out on the 17th of this present June, Is perfectly well known to me. I make no foolish com plaints. You have accomplished your re venge. My name la clouded with sua plclon. My hopea of fortune are destroyed. Let ma bava fra'nk, fair treatment now, such as a victor can well afford' to give a vanquished man; and whatever I can aava from the wreck of North & Btackhouss shall ba yours. I have not Torgotten the old days at Lake Fontchartraln. I am aware that I am not entitled to aak for mercy. But by tha same means that you have done tha mischief you can undo It. Will you not? The reward will be enough to satisfy your conscience. I cannot speak mora definitely upon paper. I must sea you In person, and have a talk with you about this. Even If you refuse meet ma face to face. You do not know how much I may aay to you, "T. a." Detective Lamm was still puzzling In a highly-excited frame of mind ovei this letter, when Tuesdjr afternoon came. "I wish I bad Thomas here to talk It over," was his uBspokcn thought ai he gave his office chair a twirl. "When is the man all this while?" he said aloud. Hardly were the words out of his mouth when a well-known knock was beard. Lamm's face brightened, and brlghteaed still more when he admit ted to fils little room of counsel a mo ment later Mr. Kingman F. Thomas. To Be Continued. MIXED HUSBANDRY. Indications That in the Years to Come It Will Be the Host Profitable. During the last half century the lit of the farmer has been a constant whirl of evolution. With all the new comforts and conveniences have come new cares, responsibilities and ex penses. To meet this ever-increasing weight of responsibility is the farmer's constant effort If ' the planter crops all available lands with cotton in the most scIentiDf manner, will the cotton market Justlf; the procedure? If every acre in thf corn belt is exploited solely in the interests of this giant grass plant wtl the demand for raw corn recompense the owner or user of such lands at their constantly increasing market value? It grain selling is to continue the chlet revenue of these lands, will not a sort of trust specialism gradually swallow up the small farmer, and will not the corporation own and farm under one management the 6.000-acre sweet corn canning establishment? Will not the breakfast food people grow their own brand of oats, the cornmeal syndi cate their favorite kind of white corn. and so on through the list? Or will the farms be reduced in average acre age and real old-world mixed husbandry take the place of the present disposition toward loading me eggs all in one basket? asks the Prairie Farmer. Combined grain growing with cot ton production or grain growing with stock feeding, is after all but the threshold over which we will finally step some bright day In the future Into our real inheritance when In every mantei win ue round 1 our own Uome brand of cured meats, dairy pfhluci and preserved fruits the real mi!5 ar! honey of the farm evidencing tbV the tiller of the soil has abundant!. provided for his own and has to spare. "GENTLEMAN" AND "LADY." Title Not Essential to the Man, But Almost Invariably Indispen sable to the Woman. As to the eubtle question of "gen tleman," "lady." "man" and "woman," there is a difference (writes a corre spondent) between the sexes, says the London Chronicle. A duke must al ways be a man, unless he be, for the purpose of conversation, a "gentle man," with great emphasis of voice. Without emphasis, every man of gen. tleman's rank is a "man"'always and in every social circumstance. But with women it is entirely a mat ter of the adjective. Without an ad jective a woman is a "lady." Who ever asked, on hearing that a friend was to marry: "Who Is the woman?" Nor do we say that we met a woman at dinner who told us so and so. But Introduce the adjective, and the "lady" is at once a pretty woman, a well dressed woman, a dull woman. The' "man" and the "fientleman" difficulty waa responsible recently for an unintentional aspersion upon a youthful . mala undergraduate friend by a young la that is to say, a girl. He was at the end ot his teens, not quite arrived at man's estate. That was what she Intended to convey to a stranger who Lad heard his name mentioned and Inquired as to his ap proximate ago. But as she was a po lite young girl, what sire said was: O, he's not quite a gentleman." Those Dear Girls. ' Adah Miss Uglymtigs says she wants no man to call on her while arttally under the Influence of liquor. Kan I don t blamo. h':r. A man only partially under the iuflucni'a of quor would .hut d!y be likely to pro- as to her. LouUvUU Cuui-.'vr-Jour- THE UNITED FAMILY AFFECTION SO DEEP AND TBUE XT LASTS A LIFETIME. I Member of Clannish Families Al ways Beady to Help One Another Burdens Are Often Unjustly Born by Unselfish Members Daughters Make Nobis Ba orifices That Are Unappreciated No Bickering or Fault - Finding Among Members of a United Family Family Pride Keeps k Many a Name Free from Stain. BY MARGARET E. GANGSTER. "The Birches are such a united fam Hyl They seem to have a good times among themselves, and to depend very little on tha outside world." The re mark was descriptive of a family which had so large a connection that it might almost be called a clan. You know bow it Is in some localities, Many years ago the traditional three brothers came sailing over the great ocean, and established themselves on Long Island or In Otsego county, or drifted out in prairie schooners to the west or encamped in the south Hence, there Is in one place a great settlement of Browns, In another of Whites, in another of Grays. Up hill and down in adjacent parishes the couslnhood resides, and the outbranch Ing of the family to remoter regions starts from that point so that when there are family rallylngs, old and young, distant and near, converge to the old ground and the old homestead, The tie of blood is always strong, but there are tribes of David and of Jonathan, where the tribal Instinct Is relatively more vigorous than in tribes, let us say, of Benjamin and of Theodore, who have the nomadic drop more deeply coloring their lives. vhen we come to a united house hold, we mean by it one where aftec tion Is deep and true, where it is a joy to make concessions and sacrifices, and where one stands steadfastly be side the other through thick and thin, There are such homes. In them broth ers and sisters love ore another with a devotion that lasts to the latest hour of life. If one In the family Is. weak or erring, the others close around him like a wall nnd defend him from adverse criticism, shield mm if tuey can from the conse quences of his misdemeanors, and count no self-denial too great if they can uplift him and help him over his bard place. It Is not unusual in a united fam lly for the burden to press too heavily on some one whose Ideal of the home 1b so lofty that he cannot bear to have anyone belonging to it suffer a mo ment's uneasiness. One brother per haps forges ahead, gets on iu the world and is what is called successful He makes his mark. He becomes con spicuous in finance, in politics, or in some walk of life which he is fitted for by reason of native talent or strenuous endeavor. The rest of the family lean on this one. The world 13 apt to be pretty evenly divided into those who lift and those who lean. The eminently successful member of the family is expected to carry the rest, and he often does It without a single note of complaint. In the "old days, before women were so generally self-supporting, it was not extraordinary to see a number of brothers and sisters growing old to gether, all unmarried, because no one was willing - to diminish the family income by withdrawing his share from the common stock. Brothers do not so often in these days remain single that they may maintain spinster Bisters in comfort, nor do the sisters wish it They feel entirely able to take cara of themselves, and it is decidedly their preference to be independent. There seemed no little selfishness in the demand that man or woman should live a solitary life, for the sake of others, and yet there was in it often a nobility greater than is illustrated in the modern fashion of everyone for himself. Many a daughter has put aside her own hope of individual ease and of happy marriage for the sake of a mother whom she could not leave, and with whom she would not burden a husband. The mother has lived on contentedly accepting a costly sacrifice which she has undervalued because its magnitude never entered into the scope of her imagination. In one of the most united families within the circle of my acquaintance there occurred something very like a tragedy when a girl year after year refused to marry her betrothed be cause she would not desert her wid owed mother and her younger sisters. Ten years slipped away as swiftly and silently as suowflakes that fall in the Bight The lover waa patient, but gradually the romance vanished and he ceased to regard with worship a being whom he saw very often in an unbecoming print gown, with a gingham apron, drudging, drudging, growing faded and wan, with creases upon the forehead, and puckers about the eyes. By and by a pretty younger j sister came borne from 6cbool in the lissome grace and bewitching charm of Sweet and Twenty; her eyes were free from care, ber cheek had the bloom of the peach, her hair was thick and brown, she was what Bertha had been ton years ago. John . promptly forsook Bertha 'and furtively courted r.lsie, and one rooming Elsie 6tepped Into his- waiting buggy and the two went away and were married, after a-t engagement of a single day. Poor Btfrtha. a martyr and a saint, gro-jr old tvi aa.tilsf a:ij after awhile, when rr rnctlu-r. was dead; took, -care of .',.r-:.'s.'.il1dreu. A united family may make such a tragedy possible. Not because of tha family union, but because human na ture is mocb too ready to trample down those of us who do not remem ber that we owe a duty to ourselves aa well as to our kindred. a So far as practicable every family should stand for something in the community.- A common aim is desir able because, as the old fable tells us, while you may easily break each sep arate stick In a bundle, you cannot easily break the bundle Itself. A family should stand together for loyalty to whatever is best Loyalty to virtue, to citizenship, to honor, to the flag, should be Inculcated as a fam ily trait la our history there ara family names which shine from one generation to another, with undimin ished luster. The Quincys, the Adams, the Hales, the Everetts, the Abbotts, the Lees, the Grants, the Roosevelts, carry on from one era to the next the traditions of Integrity, of altruism and of high ambition which have been their distinguishing . characteristics from the first Our president is versa tile, straightforward, manly and pub lic spirited, qualities which have de scended to him from father and grand father, and which, let us hope, will be bequeathed to his children after him. In the commonplace dally life of the home the united family avoids bicker ing, fault-finding, envy, jealousy and tho malignant brood which follow in their train. They do not talk about one another to outsiders. There la s quaint proverb to the effect that soiled ' linen Is best washed at home. No family with the slightest claim to decency airs its grievances before the world, or goes about retailing tha infirmities or the sins of those who bear its name. If the family be large, there is every reason to expect that somebody in It may fall short of the family standard. There is all the more reason, this being the case, to throw the mantle of charity over the unfortunate and to keep silent about what cannot be helped. Family pride Is often carried to excess and it may make us a laughing stock to out neighbors, particularly if the family honors are all in the past, and the present does nothing to Justify it. A certain family in the south lived contentedly on the community accept ing gifts of food and clothing which were always delicately tendered, and refusing to do a stroke of work, be cause of Its blue blood. The blue blood that turns people Into mendi cants is a pitiably degenerate stream, but family pride is a good thing when it keeps stainless the family name, when it maintains high ethical standards, when In all its annals there are chivalrous men and pure women who make the world a better place by their noble living. (Copyright, 1906, by Joseph B. Bowles.) A POSTAL-CARD STAND. Made of Stiff Cardboard Covered with Green Art Serge and Edged with Green Cording. This stand is constructed very much on the same principle as a photograph frame, but with this difference, that it has a pocket in front that is capable o holding post-cards. It should be In size about VA Inches high by 6& inches long, and consists of a piece of stout .cardboard or thin wood covered POSTjEJCAPiiQ RECEPTACLE FOR TOST-CARDS. with dark green art serge, and edged with a cording, an extra piece of ma terial in front forming the pocket end this may be lined Inside with silk. The words "post-cards" are worked In silk. and two little flower designs fill tnfe space in either side. It is supported at the back in the same manner as aa ordinary photograph frame with a piece of stout cardboard (this for ap pearance sake may be covered with, colored paper) hinged on with a pleca of ciota glued on to the back of tha stand and the top of the support To Remove Dandruff. By carefully brushing out the tinzla at night it will not harm the hair to mat it In arranging it each day. If the dandruff is not very plentiful it may be removed by the following lo tion: Vinegar of cantharides. one-hair ounce; eau de cologne, one ounce: rose water one ounce. Brush the hair carefully and apply to the scaln. Hair Tonic Tincture of cantharides, threa ounces: olive oil. one-half ounce- nil of rosemary, one-half ounce; bay rum, six ounces. For Falling Eyebrows. Tincture of rosemary, five crams: tincture of cantharides, one gram; alco holate de Florovantl fa French tniir water), 50 grama; spirits of camphor, 50 grams. Fine cologne water can be sub stituted for the French. Apply with a very fine brush, and be careful not to eo bevond the line of the ivahmn Anvthins anollcd to the brow-i must h used delicately and in minute propor tions, you ao not want to stimulate; wide, heavy brows, but narrow, arched lines. A Bod Scarf. A scarf of red was stunning wltb the prettiest walking suit of moleskin pray. Red wingi set off the graceful little bat of moleskin gray, an.1 when rcarf and coat anl bat weve eff that t;ny bow of scarlet velvet n'.m'3j tCi Uio throut.