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SYNOPSIS.
The story opens In a Confederate tent
at a critical stage of the Civil War. Gen.
*ee Imparts to Capt Wayne an Important
5e***«'e
0
Lon«street Accompanied by
oergt. Craig, an old army scout, Wayne
•tarts on his mission. They get within
the lines of the enemy and In the dark
ness Wayne is taken for a Federal of
neer and a young lady on horseback is
given in his charge. She is a northern
gin and attempts to escape. One of the
n0™*? succumbs and Craiggoes through
with the dispatches, while Wayne and My
lAdy of the North are left alone. They.
•Jr6* *helterhun a hut arid"*entering It In
S£? ya.rk
a
*e mastiff attacks Wayne
The girl shoots the brute just in time.
The owner of the hut, Jed Bungay, and
iiis wife appear and soon a party of
norsemen approach. They are led by a
man claiming to be Red Lowrie, but who
Proves to be MaJ. Brennan. a Federal
officer whom the Unlongirl recognises.
»e orders the arrest of Wayne as a spy
5E2L. broughtn before Sheridan, who
I,^?*.6,?8 «»th unless he re
TSVMUMZ? "«cr«t message. Wayne believes
^"•rBronnan to be the wife of MaJ.
Brennan. He la rescued by Jed Bungay.
SJ"*nJ****»ful»*
*o reach Gen. Lee. while
d,
penetrates to the ball-
££!?:. beneath which he had been Im
lE?^"*?-.. Introduced to a Miss
TBV?."? ^roly escapes being unmask
««EdUh_,Brennan. recognizing Wayne.
SJfJ?1"he^•J0l".to*knocked,«
wil1
savethhim.*rSecuring
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«y confronted by
bldS"'™, senseless. Then.
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CHAPTER XXIII.
Field Hospital, Sixth Corps.
My head ached so abominably
nrhen I first opened my eyes that I
was compelled to close them-again,
merely realizing dimly that I looked
up at something white above mee
which appeared to sway as though
blown f.ently by the wind. My grop
ing hand, the only one I appeared
able to move, toll, me I was lying
upon a camp-cot, with soft sheets
about me, and that my head rested
upon a pillow. Then I passed once
more into unconsciousness, but this
time It was asleep.
When I once more awakened the
throbbing pain had largely left my
hot temples, and I saw that the sway
ing white canopy composed the roof
of a large tent, upon which the
golden sunlight now lay in checkered
masses, telling ma the canvas had
been erected among trees. A faint
moan caused me to move my head
slightly on the gratefully soft pillow,
and I could perceive a long row of
cots, exactly similar to the one I
occupied, each apparently filled,
stretching away toward an opening
that looked forth into the open aii\
A man was moving slowly down the
narrow aisle toward aie, stopping
here and there to bend over some
'cufferer with medicine or a cheery
word. He wore a short white jacket,
and was without a cap, his head of
heavy red hair a most conspicuous
object As he approached I en
Vleavored to speak, but for the moment
my throat refused response to the ef
fort Then I managed to ask feebly:
"Where am I?"
The blue eyes in the freckled, boy
ish face danced good-humoredly, and
he laid a big led hand gently upon
my forehead.
"Field hospital, Sixth Corps," he
said, with a strong Hibernian ac
cent. "An* how de ye loike it, John
ny?"
"Better than some others I've seen,"
I managed to articulate faintly. "Who
•won?"
"Diyil a wan of us knows," he ad
mitted frankly, "but your fellows did
the retratin'."
It was an old, old story to all of us
by that time, and I closed my eyes
wearily, content to ask no more.
I have no way of knowing how long
1 rested there motionless although
awake, my eyes closed to keep out the
painful glare, my sad thoughts busied
with memory of those men whom I
had seen reel and fall upon that
stricken field we had battled so vainly
to sarve. Once I wondered, with sud
den start of fear, if I had lost a limb,
If I was to be crippled for life, the
one thins I dreaded above all else.
Feeling feebly beneath my bed-cloth
ing I tested, as best I could, each
Mmb. All were apparently intact, al
though my left arm seemed useless
and devoid of feeling, broken no
doubt, and I heaved a sigh of genuine
relief. Then I became partially
aroused to my surroundings by a
voice speaking from the cot next
mine.
"You lazy Irish marine!" it cried
petulantly, "that beef stew was to
have been given me an hour ago."
"Sure, sor," was the soothing reply,
"it wasn't to be given yer honor till
two o'clock."
"Well, it's all of three now."
"Wan-thirty, on me sowl, sor."
That first voice sounded oddly
familiar, and I turned my face that
way, buc was unable to perceive the
speaker.
"If that Lieutenant Caton?" I esked
doubtfully.
"Most assuredly it Is." quickly.
"And who are you?"
"Captain Wayne of the Confederate
Army."
"Oh, Wayjit? Glad you spoke, but
extremely sorry to have- you here.
Badly hurt?"
"Not seriously, I think. No limbs
missing, anyhow, but exceedingly
weak. Where did they get you?"
"Tn the side, a musket ball, but ex
tracted. I would be all right If that
lazy Irish scamp would only give me
talf enough to eat By the way,
Wayne, of course I never got the
straight of it. for there are half-a
dosen stories about the affair flying
around, and those most interested will
n»t talk, but one of your special
friends, and to my notion a moBt
charming young woman, will be in
here to see me sometime this after
noon. She will be delighted to meet
yon again, rto sure/'
"One of my friends?" I questioned
incredulously, yet instantly thinking
at? Bdtth Brennan. "A young worn
W
£^utkrcfWITC
"Sure: at least she has confessed
enough to me regarding that night's
work to make me strongly suspicious
that Captain Wayne, of the Confedf
eiate Army, and Colonel Curran, late
of Major-General Halleck's staff, are
one and the same person. A mighty
neat trick, by Jove, and it would have
done you good to see Sheridan's face
when they told him. But about the
young lady—she claims great friend
ship with the gallant Colonel of light
artillery and her description of his ap
pearance at the ball is assuredly a
masterpiece of romantic fiction. Come,
Captain, surely you are not the kind
of man to forget a pretty face like
that? 1 can assure you, you made a
deep impression. These are times
when I am almost jealous of you."
"But," I protested, my heart beat
ing rapidly, "I met several that eve
ning, and you have mentioned no
name."
"Well, to me it chances there is
but one worthy of mention," he said
earnestly, "and that on3 is Celia
Minor."
"Miss Minor!" I felt a strange sense
of disappointment "Does she come
alone?"
"Most certainly do you suppose she
would expose me in my present weak
state to the fascinations of any one
else?"
"Oh, so the wind lies in that quar
ter, does it, old fellow? I congratu
late you, I'm sure."
My recollection of Miss Minor was
certainly a most pleasant one, and I
recalled to memory the attractive pic
ture of her glossy black hair and
flashing brown eyes, yet I felt ex
ceedingly small interest in again meet
ing her. Indeed I was asleep when
she finally entered, and it was the
sound of Caton's voice that aroused
me and made me conscious of the
presence of others.
"I shall share these grapes with my
cot-mate over yonder," he said laugh
ingly. "By the way, Celia, his voice
sounded strangely familiar to me a
short time ago. Just glance over
there and see if he is any one you
know."
I heard the soft rustle of skirts,
and, without a smile, looked up into
her dark eyes. There was a sudden
start of pleased surprise.
"Why," she exclaimed eagerly, "it
is Colonel Curran! Edith, dear, here
is the Rebel who pretended to be
Myrtle Curran's brother."
How the hot blood leaped within my
veins at mention of that name but
before I could lift my head she bad
swept across the narrow aisle, and
was standing beside me. Wife, or
what, there "vas that within her eyes
which told me a wondrous story. For
the instant, in her surprise and agita
tion, she forgot herself, and lost that
marvellous self-restraint which had
held us so far apart.
"Captain Wayne!" she cried, and
her gloved hands fell instantly upon
my own, where it rested without the
coverlet "You here, and wounded?"
I smiled up at her, feeling now that
my injuries were indeed trivial.
"Somewhat weakened by loss of
blood, Mrs. Brennan, but not danger
ously hurt" Then I could not for
bear asking softly, "Is it possible you
cau feel regret over injuries inflicted
upen a Rebel?"
Her cheeks flamed, and the audaci
ous words served to recall her to our
surroundings.
"Even although I love my country,
and uincerely hope for the downfall of
her enemies," she answered soberly,
"I do not delight in suffering. Were
you in that terrible cavalry charge?
They tell me scarcely a mat. among
them survived."
"I rode with my regiment."
"I knew it was your regiment—the
name was upon every lip, and even
our own men unite in declaring it a
magnificent sacrifice, a most gallant
deed. You must know 1 thought in
stantly of you when I was told it was
the act of the —th Virginia."
There were tears in my eyes. I
know, as I listened to her, and my
heart warmed at this frank confes
sion of her remembrance.
"I am glad you cared sufficiently
for me," I said gravely, "to hold me
in your thought at such a time. Our
command merely performed the work
given it, but the necessity has cost
us dearly. You are yet at G«meral
Sheridan's headquarters?"
"Only temporarily, and siftply be
cause there has been no opportunity
to get away, the movements of the
army have been so hurried and un
certain. Since the battle Miss Minor
has desired to remain until assured
of Lieutenant Caton's permanent re
covery. He was most severely
voundeo, and of course I could not
well leave her here aione. Indeed
I am her guest, as we depart tomor
row for her home, to remain indefi
nitely."
"But Miss Minor is, I understand, a
native of this State?"
"Her home is in the foot-hills of the
Blue Ridge, along the valley of the
Cowskin,—a most delightful old South
ern mansion. I passed the summer
there when a mere girl, previous to
the war."
"But will it prove safe for you
now?"
"Oh, Indeed, yes everybody says
so. It is entirely out of the track* of
both armies, and has completely es
caped despoliation. But ybu, Captain
Wayne surely you have already
risked enough?"
"There is much suffering upon both
sides, but surely even you would not
wish me to be other than true to
what I look upon as a duty?"
"No I—I think I—I respect you
the more."
I clasped her hand close within my
own.
"Your words encourage me greatly,"
I said earnestly. "I have done so much
to bring 7011 trouble and sorrow that
.vf: ILUWTR/mONS BMRTOURT.WIUlAMJOkT
I could see the quick color as it
mounted over Mrs. Brennan's throat
"Nonsense," she answered "we have
not been here that length of time."
"Did the Major emerge from out the
late entanglement unhurt?" It was Ca
ton's voice that spoke.
"Much to his regret, I believe, he
was not even under fire." The tone
was cool and collected again. "T will
say good-bye, Lieutenant doubtless
we shall see you at Mountain View so
soon as you are able to take the jour
ney. And, Captain Wayne, I trust I
shall soon learn of your complete re
covery."
My eyes followed them down the
long aisle. At the entrance she
glanced back, and I lifted my hand.
Whether she marked the gesture I
do not know, for the next instant
both ladie* had disappeared without.
The night Jrew slowly down, and
as it darkened, only one miserable
lamp shed Its dim rays throughout the
great tent nurses moved noislessly
from cot to cot and I learned some
thing of the nature of my own in
juries from the gruff old surgeon who
dressed the wound in my chest and re
faetened the splints along my arm.
it must have been midnight, pos
sibly even later when a number of
rapid shots fired outside the tent
aroused me, and I heard many voices
shouting, mingled with the tread of
horses' feet. The night-watch had al
ready disappeared, and the startled In
mates of the tent were in a state of
intense confusion. As I lifted myself
slightly, dazed by the sudden uproar
and eager to learn its cause, the tent
flap, which had been lowered to ex
clude the cold night air, was hastily
jerked aside, and a man stepped with
in, casting one rapid glance about
that dim interior. The flaring lamp
overhead revealed to me a short,
heavy-set figure, clad in a gray uni
form.
"No one here need feel alarm," he
said quietly. "We are not making war
upon the wounded. Are there any
Confederates present able to travel?"
A dozen eager voices answered him,
and men began to crawl out of their
cots onto the floor.
"We can be burdened with no help
less or badly wounded men," he said
sternly. "Only tho*p able to ride. No.
my man, you are in too bad shape to
travel. Very sorry, my boy, but it
can't be done. Only your left arm,
you say? Very well, move out in front
there. No. lad, it would be the death
of you, for we must ride fast and
hard."
He came to a pause a half-dozen
cots away from me, and seemed about
to retrace his steps. Dim as the
light was, I felt convinced I had for
merly seen that short figure and stern
face with its closely cropped beard.
"Mosby," I called out, resolved to
risk hia remembrance. "Colonel Mos
by. Isn'* it possible to take me?"
"Who are you?'' he questioned
sharply, turning in the direction of
my voice.
"Wayne," I answered eagerly,
"Wayne, of the —th Virginia."
WllDERNE^% KlNGVK
I have been^fearful lest it had cost
me what I value more highly than you
can ever know."
These words were unfortunate, and
instantly brought back to her a mem
ory which seemed a barrier between
us. I read the change in her averted
face.
"That can never be, Captain
Wayne." she returned calmly, yet ris
ing even as she spoke. "You have
come into my life under circumstance*
so peculiar as to make me always
your friend. Celia," and she turned
toward the others, "Is it not time we
were going? I am very sure the doc
tor said you were to remain with
Lieutenant Caton but a brief time."
"Why, Edith." retorted the other,
gayly. "I tave been ready for half an
hour—haven't I, Arthur?—but you
were so deeply engrossed* with your
Rebel I hadn't the heart to Interrupt"
Captain WayneI" She Cried.
In an Instant ha was standing bs
filled
aide my cot, hia eyes
anxious Interest
"Phil Wayne, of Charlottesville?
You here? Not badly hurt, my boyf"
"Shot and bruised, Colonel, but I'd
stand a good deal to get out of this."
"And, by the Eternal, you shall
that is, if you can travel in a wagon.
Here, Sims, Thomas two of you carry
this officer out. Take bed clothes and
all—easy now."
The fellows picked *me up tenderly,
and bore me slowly down the central
aisle. Mosby walked beside us as
far as the outer opening.
"Put him down there by the fire."
he ordered, "until I look over the rest
of these chaps and divide the wheat
from the chaff."
CHAPTER XXIV.
A Night Ride of the Wounded.
It was a wild, rude scene without,
yet in its way typical of a little-un
derstood chapter of Civil War. More
over, It was one with which I was not
entirely unacquainted. Years of cav
and bore me slowly down the central
petrol lines of the two great armies,
had' frequently brought me into con
tact with, those various independent,
irregular forces which, co-operating
with UB, often rendered most efficient
service by preying on the scattered
Federal camps and piercing their lines
of communication. Seldom risking an
engagement 'n the open, their policy
was rather to dash down upon some
outpost or poorly guarded wagon
train, and retreat with a rapidity ren
dering pursuit hopeless. It was parti
san warfare, and appealer1 to many
ill-adapted to abide the stricter dis-
cipline of regular service.1 These bor
der rangers would rendezvous under
some chosen leader, strike an unex
pected blow where weakness had been
discovered, then disappear as quickly
as they came, oftentimes scattering
widely until the call went orti for
some fresh assault It was service
not dissimilar to that performed dur
ing the Revolutionary struggle by
Sumter and Marion in the Carolinas,
and added in the aggregate many a
day to the contest of the Confederacy.
Among these wild, rough riders be
tween the lines no leauer was more
favorably known ot cur army, nor
more dreaded by the enemy, than
Mosby. Daring to the point of reck
lessness, yet wary as a fox, counting
opposing numbers nothing when
weighed against the advantage of sur
prise, tireless in saddle, audacious in
The M. B. Dalys are blessed with
children. This summer they are oc
cupying a cottage on the lake, just
west of Vermillion, where there's
plenty of air, and sunshine, and wa
ter. Whenever his arduous duties per
mit, the president of the East Ohio
Gas company hurries westward in the
general direction of Vermilion.
The last time he went eut he came
upon his youngest daughter. Mar
garet, all huddled up on a bench, and
unusually quiet.
"What's the matter, Margie?" he
asked. "Anything wrong?"
"Yes, indeed," replied the young
lady. "I've stubbed my toe, and the
kitten scratched me, and the boys
won't play croquet with me, and
mother won't let me go in bathing
alone, and—"
"Why, why," said the father, sym
pathetically, "you are having a seri
ous time, aren't you?"
"I'm having a heluvatlme." was
the unexpected reply. And then, no
ticing the astonishment on her fa
ther's face, ahe hid her head In his
resource, quick to plan and equally
quick to execute, be was always
w.bere least expected, and it was
seldom he failed to win reward for
those, who rode at his back. Pos
sessing regular rank in the Confed
erate Army, making report of his op
erations to the commander-in-chief, his
peculiar talent as a partisan leader
had won him what was practically an
independent command. Knowing hiin
as I did, I was not surprised that he
should now have swept suddenly out
of the black night upon the very verge
of the battle to drive his irritating
sting into the hard-earned Federal vic
tory.
An empty army wagon, the "U. 8
A." yet conspicuous upon its canvas
cover, had been overturned and 'fired
in front of the hospital tent to give
light to the raiders. Grouped about
beneath the trees, and within the glow
of the flameB, was a picturesque squad
of horsemen, hardy, tough-looking fel
lows the most of them, their clothing
an odd mixture of uniforms, but ev
ery man heavily armed and admirably
equipped for service. Some remained
mounted, lounging carelessly in their
saddles, but' far the larger number
were on fcot, their bridle-reins wound
about their wrists. All alike appeared
alert and ready for any emergency.
How many composed the party I was
unable to judge with accuracy, as they
constantly came and went from out
the shadows beyond the circumference
of the fire. As all sounds of firing
had ceased, I concluded that the work
pianned bad been already accom
plished. Undoubtedly, surprised as
they were, the small Federal force
left to guard this point had been quick
ly overwhelmed and scattered.
The excitement attendant upon my
release bad left me for the time being
utterly forgetful as to the pain ot my
wounds, so that weakness alone held
me to the blanket upon which I had
been left. The night was decidedly
chilly, yet 1 had scarcely begun to
feel Its discomfort, when a man strode
forward from out of tho nearer group
and stood looking down upon me. He
was a young fellow, wearing a gray
artillery jacket, with high cavalry
boots coming above the knees. I no
ticed his firmly set jaw, and a pearl
handled revolver stuck carelessly In
his belt, but observed no symbol of
rank about him.
"Is this Captain Wayne?" he asked,
not unpleasantly.
I answered by ah inclination of the
head, and he turned at once toward
the others.
"Cass, bring three men over here,
and carry this officer to the same
wagon you did the others," he com
manded briefly. "Fix him comfort
ably, but be in a hurry about it"
They lifted me in the blanket, one
holding tightly at either corner, and
bore me tenderly out into the night
Once one of them tripped over a pro*
jecting root, and the sudden jar of his
stumble shot a spasm of pain through
me, which caused me to cry out even
through my clinched teeth.
"Pardon me, lads," I panted,
ashamed of the weakness, "but It
slipped out before I could help It."
"Don't be after a mentionln' av It,
yer honor," returned a rich brogue.
"Sure an me feet got so mixed OUB
that I wondher I didn't drap ye en
toirely."
"If ye had, Clency," said the man
named Cass, grimly, "I reckon as how
the Colonel would have drapped you.'*
Margaret Was Not Happy
Everything W«s Going Wrong and She
Used the Plumber's Language to
Tell of It.
arm and added, with a blush of and stop kJckix*."
At the fcot of a narrow ravine, lead
ing forth into the broader valley, we
came to a covered army wagon, to
which four mules had been already at
tached. The canvas was drawn aside,
and I was lifted up and carefully de
posited In the hay that thickly covered
the bottom. It was so Intensely dark
within I could see nothing of my im
mediate surroundings, but a low moan
told me there must be at least one
Other wounded man present Outside
I heard the tread of horses' hoofs, and
then the sound of Mosby's voice.
"Jake," he said, "drive rapidly, but
with as much care as possible. Take
the lower road after you' cross the
bridge, and you will meet with no pa
trols. We will ride beside you for a
couple of miles."
.. VTO BE CONTINUED.)
Had' Reason.
Mrs. Nagg—Who was it that said.
thank God I am not as other men?"
Mr. Nagg—Some bachelor.—Lippin
cOtt's.
guilt: "That's what the
said."—Cleveland Leader.
plumber
Amusing Typographical Errors.'.?
A double-barreled typographical er
ror is related in Henry S. Harrison's
novel, "Queed." A southern paper re
ferred to a spirited old major as
"that immortal veterinary" and wbeu
»it sought the next day to retrieve ib
self, at the major's insistent demand,
the hateful words came out "immoral
veteran." An equally amusing error
was'made on tbe occasion of a char
ity ball held in Buffalo. The societ)
editor in describing tbe gowns of the
women guests characterized one at
having "iridescent trimmings." To
her horror and surprise when she
saw the article in print the dress
was adorned with "indecent trim
mings."
A Peace Program.
"What we want Is peace and har
mony and politeness in business,* said
Mr. Dustin Stax. "And there is only
one way to get it"
"What is thatr
"Find tome way to convince ths
fellow who gets the worst of It that
HE use of birds and wings in
millinery has, in great measure,
given way to the use of fancy
feathers, that is, fancy feather
pieces put together by the manufac
turers in many forms, such as bands,
pompons, cockades, etc. Fashion
takes more kindly to the plumage of
birds mounted in ways which do not
suggest the bird at all. But the lik
ing for fancy feathers increases with
such vigor that there is no sign in
sight pointing toward its waning.
The greater number of wings dis
played in millinery are "made wings."
Plumage is selected and sewed to a
foundation to form them. Sometimes
feathers 1 are pasted instead of being
sewed, but this is unsatisfactory to
the wearer. Exposure to rain, and
even moisture causes them to loosen
and fall off. As wings are especially
liked for street hats, this is a fault
that cannot be tolerated. Sewed
BUCK AND WHITE TURBAN
Btack and White is the color com
bination of this becoming turban,
with a touch of gilt to enliven it. The
hat Is covered with black velvet
draped on the left side, and knotted
in irregular loops and one long end.
Around the crown a scarf on white
satin is draped, the ends of this also
knotted and mingling with the knot
ted velvet on the left. Along the
bottom edge of the scarf is sewed a
narrow white silk fringe and around
the top a narrow strip of gilt lace.
This is a hat* which could be worn
with many costumes and be equally
pretty with all, owing to its neutrality
of color.
Picture Fashions.
The fichu has been with us for some
time. Now add to the fichu (the quaint
est thing in soft taffetas, edged with a
tiny pleaited frill) the charming
bodice of muslin, run through with
narrow black velvet ribbons, the
more than attractive frilly sleeves and
the long plain petticoat we see in the
"Children of George II.," by Copley,
and we have a picturesque fashion
that is sure to please.
A charming little gown seen recent
ly was made after this fashion and
was cut low in the neck in a charm
ingly becoming round, with elbow
sleeves, both sleeves and corsage
edged with a plaited and then caught
down frill of muslin. With it was
worn a very becoming big hat trimmed
with great ribbon bows.
Reversible Coats.
Satin coats are made in reversible
style, the lining being in a pretty con
trasting shade. To give the necessary
warmth the satis reversible coat has
an interlining of. some woolen ma
terial. 5
Black and gold, old rose and smoke
gray, light and dark blue, champagne
and pink—these are the color com
binations of the reversible wraps,
the only trimming being given by
means of reverse facings in the deep
collars, wr&h are usually bordered
with fringe in the two colorings.*
Velveteen Frocks.
Velveteen, dresry at the first, dur
able and serviceable to the last, will
always be popular for tunic and first
suits for little lads. Brown, blue or
green are the shades commonly
chosen, but a suit In rose velveteen
has been seen wbleh made the small
wearer look' quite a picture. The
little trousers should come well.above
the knee, the tunic should be double
breasted and hook down the right side,
and it should show about one and one-
*&
wings are to be chosen. These will
last a season out, which is all one. ex
pects or wants of them. Wings are
short lived as-compared to some oth
er feather decorations. The wind
catches and strains them because they
are more rigid and have a greater sur
face than other feathers.
But much depends upon the way in
which they are mounted on the hat
They may be so placed that the crown
of the hat will support them. In us
ing them for trimming, therefore/two
things are to be kept in view the be
comingness of poise and its stability.
For certain effects nothing quite
takes the place of wing trimming.
The arrival of our July and August
outing millinery and the hats pre
pared for our midwinter northern
tourists demonstrate that wings are
staple in the world of millinery trim
mings.
JULIA BOTTOMLEY.
SATIN BORDERS ON COTTONS
Material, Thus Trimmed, Makes Up
Into Dresses of the Most Hand
some Description.
Some, of the new cotton fabrics for
1912 are beautiful in the extreme, and
lift cotton goods info the realm of
fine dress. Rich embroidery is used
on them, and one of the new features
is satin striping or sstin bordering.
On some sheer gray voiles, almost
silky in texture, there is a broad bor
der of gray satin, heavily embroidered
in the same tone. This will make up
into handsome dresses, of which not
even the most elderly or most wealthy
need feel any shame.
More youthful and giddy is a light
cotton fabric with a border of satin
sheer in which the motif is stamped
on in gold, purple and other rich col
ors—a series of large iris in natural
tones.
Solid embroidery in color, eombinetf
with openwork, is a feature of some of
the new white fabrics.
The new linens are heavy in texture,
and como in a large variety of color
ings. Gray is especially well liked,
and there are good blues, pinks, greens
and other shades. In the rough crash
finishes the pure white linen is hot
seen as much as the colored and the
natural tone, but it is pre-eminent
among the light-weight linens.
VELVET FOR ALL OCCASIONS
Most Popular of All Winter Materialr
for Tailored or Semi-Tailored
Costumes.
"And some in velvet gowns."
That line in the old nursery rhyme
is quite apropos this season, for if
news from Paris can be relied upon,
nearly all will be in velvet gowns be
fore the winter is ended.
Plain and striped velvets are being
featured prominently among the semi
tailored and tailored costumes. Two
piece suits and the favorite one-piece
afternoon frock of velvet will have a
place in almost every woman's ward
robe, especially if she be numberld
among the well-dressed class.
Suits of plain one-tone velvet
striped velvet showing two tones,
trimmed with fur or elaborately braid
ed, are very much in evidence. Some
of the smartest of these have high col
lars that close about the throat in mili
tary effect, and these are often fin
ished with a big rever on one side of
the front
half inches of the trousers. The leg
of mutton shape caught into a cuff la
affected for the .sleeve.
pretty Calendars Easy to Make.
Charming little calendars- are to
be made with the atd of beveled
edged white cards of about two by
five inches, a silk tr tinsel cord, a
cluster of tinsel orjrilk flowers or a
bow if ribbon, a.nd a year calendar
scarcely more than one and a half
inch square. Hav/ng punched two
holes close to VIP top of the card
board panel, gol? or silver paint the
ragged edges an* .then run through
the apertures the cordage hanger,
which should be Jo'ned beneath a pair
of tiny tassels of matching material.
A third of the distance from the
lower edge of the panel is the proper
place for the calendar, which can be
pasted on. with g-ue and allowed to
dry, while you are making the cluster
of silk flowers or the cluster bow ot
narrow ribbon to be placed midway
between the top ef tbe calendar and
the hangers,-also secured by
&-*«
8s&
The dainty little dress here pie*
tared is made in the popular Gibsoar
style which ia always a favorite
for the small girt. The shoulder plattoj
extend to the waist line, front anelj
back. The plain skirt is attached to
the waist by a narrow belt A featarei
of this garment is the applied yoke,
which to me effectlveja nsadie of OOBH
treating goods. Plaid wool xeaterial
with plain yoke of the same color aa(
predominates in the plaid woeld bet
nice, or the same idea can be carries!
out equally aa well with cotton fabric^
The pattern (No. 5668) Is cut inj
sixes, from 6 to 12 years. To makef
the dress in the medium size will re-l
quire 3% yards of 36 inch material.
To vrocure this pattern send 19 cental
to "Pattern Department," -ot this paperJ
Write name and address plainly, and be)
•ure te five stse and number ef paueraJ
NO- 5668. SIZE.
NAME......:.................,
TOWN
STREET AND NO.........
«TATiB....:..«... ........._
LADY'S SIX-GORED SKIRT.
This stylish six-gored skirt may be
made with high or regulation waist
line. It has a panel front and back.
The garment closes at the left side.
The design may be developed in pan-)
ama, serge or broadcloth.
The pattern (No. 5677) is cut Inj
sizes 22 to 30 Inches waist measureJ
To make the skirt in the medium!
size will require 3% yards of 44 inch)
material.
TO procure this pattern send 10 eentflj
to "Pattern Department." of this paperj
Write name- and address plainly, and be
•ure to give size and number of patters^
NO. 5677. SIZE.
NAME
TOWN..
STREET AND NO....
STATE.".
"Pound-Foolish."
"No safety-deposit-vault red tape foil
me!" declared the woman who cannot1
help being tbe wife of a very richj
man. "I keep my Jewels in a shabby
old trunk in my OWE room. There
isn't even a lock on it I had to force)
it off one time" :-".,'
"Evidently you don't encourage en
terprlse burglars," observed one of
her hearers. "All a man would have]
to do would be to raise the lid. Tout
might at least make him a little troo-t
ble."
"He'd have trouble enough.'* saidi
the woman, mysteriously. "Ourj
coachman's brother is an old sailor—«
a perfect artist in knotol-HUsd he]
showed me how to bind up the tranhi
a the most complicated way, and no]
burglar could possibly untie it**
The only man in the group grinnedj
"Of course.""he murmured, refer?
lively, "no mere second-story mam
would ever dream of cutting theeei
hota."
Animate That Count
There are human beings, suck as)
inhabitants of the Murray islands la
the Straits of Torres, that cannot
count further than* two. But most
surprising still, most anim^ia nnsssaa
calculating abilities, and several fear*
a distinct appreciation ot number, a
certain mines of Halnault the horses
are so used to traversing the same
road thirty times that after their iasi
round they go to the: stable of these
own accord and refuse to take wj
other step. Montaigne says that tke
oxen employed In the royal gardens
of Sua for turning ths wheels ta
which the water palls were attariasd
absolutely refused to make mors **wi
100 rounds, which constituted UssM
daily tas

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