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]; * NEWS OF WOMENFOR WOMEN AND THE HOME $ —...... MARVEL of marvels! Here’s a 3tory of an Illinois man who has filed a petition for divorce because his wife refuses to dress like other women in the neighborhood. He declares that the style of attire adopted by her causes him much embarrassment; that she has refused to buy a new dress for two years, and that he has fre quently urged her to drees more in keeping with the season's styles, but she always maintained that it was too costly. He also alleges that she has deserted him, but that particular fact interests us but little. The divorce prompt ed by desertion 1b an everyday matter. But the idea of a woman refusing to buy clothes and manifest an inter est in styles Is the most novel "grounds” of whloh I’ve heard. With the average woman clothes rank next in importance to her husband and children. Even when her purse is slender and new garments come but seldom she,finds a keen delight in reading the fashion papers and scanning the displays of wearing apparel in the shops. One of her ambitions is to look as well as the neighbors, and to this end, when it’s necessary, she trims and retrims her hat, and trims it again, until her purse can afford an out-and-out new one. She takes delight in dressing her children as well as possible, nor does she consider herself when it comes to sitting up and sewing late into the night in order that they may look as well as those of her great fetich, the woman next door. Clothes are to her a never-ending satisfaction or cause of dissatisfaction, according to her circumstances. Therefore, it is hard for the average woman to even try to analyze the mind of one of her eex who absolutely refuses to take an Interest In her personal appearance. She feels that the case is quite covered when she says that the woman In question is absolutely crazy. Whether this Illinois woman deserves our pity or envy is a question. In a way it is a splendid thing to be quite free from concern as to how one looks or what the dear neighbors think. But on the other hand, think what a woman has missed who has never experienced the aesthetic pleas ure of beholding a new sityle and adopting it for one’s own; of walking on the street in new. becoming garb and feeling on one the envious eyes of others whose taste is not so carefully comprehensive. Which would you rather be? I Why Women Do Not Marry | ^WtftW'»'W''WWWWt'H4»'WWWW'W4WWWM"1l STARTING out with the promise that every normal woman desires mar riage as intensely and probably as early in life as she did a hundred or a thousand years ago, the Rev. George L. Perin discusses reasons for the postponement of marriage in this country. How is it, he asks, that the woman is likely to be 30 and the man 40 before they even think of marrying, and why is it that even then they are ready to postpone the whole question indefinitely? Of course, there is the economic independence of women, but Mr. perin does not think this covers the situation. Woman has been touched by the modern spirit of democracy, and she is unwilling “to sacrifice her own indi viduality on the one side, or to become the economic slave of any man on the other-” But this, the author thinks, is only part of the case. The growing luxury and complexity of life, the new and ever enlarging standard of living, the envyings, not the needs, of people in moderate circumstances, and the desire of each generation to begin in matters of income and luxurious living where the preceding generation left off—these are some of the other motives at work J which make for the indefinite postponement of marriage, i “We seem now to have reached the point,’ says Mr. Perin, “where a I large number of young men and women are ready to sacrifice the thing they really ■■do need, namely, a pure and healthy domestic life, in the mad and vain endeavor to maintain an artificial standard of living, which has no ra tional justification in their physical or mental patupes, and which is never justified by a realized happiness of which they havfe dreamed and for which they have vainly longed. "What is the remedy? Common sense; better education. He is essentially an ignorant man who is willing >o sacrifice a home and children and love for more ‘things.’ More ‘things’ ndver in this world made a happy home un less they were real things. A few ‘things’ are convenient in any stage of civilization, but he is a fool who for the sake of more stuff to cat and drink and wear and misuse is willing indefinitely to postpone a pure domestic life. On the other hand, he has well-nigh mastered the secret of a happy life who marries at the age of 36, whatever his income may be, and who at the same time has the genius to live up to the high resolve to spend each year a few dollars less than his income. Furthermore, whoever thus early trusts his fortunes to his instincts will not only find it the way of happiness, but also the way of economy, for the average woman has ever been the better econom ist.” | OUR CHILDREN’S CORNER § UNCLE JACK’S PUZZLES—NO. 848. A \ WHAT IS THIS MAN’S NAME? ERE is a rebus, which, if properly read, will give you the name of one of the candidates for governor of New'Jersey at tomorrow'selection. The re bus w>as made up and drawn by Eugene Spencer, 60 West Grand street, [ahway, one of Uncle Jack’s bright young friends. Can you guess the man’s me’.’ After you have found the answer, fill out the coupon below and send it j Uncle Jack, the STAR, Newark, N. J. * ht> irirl and hov who^send in the '■ ■■ i latest correct answers can have their ioIco of a baseball, a box of paints, a jod book, a penknife or any one of veral very fascinating games. If the ■iting is not legible the coupon will rejected. Uncle Jack will publish picture of any prize-winner who :s to send him a photograph. Plng and tintype pictures cannot be ly children under 15 years of age eligible to compete. Be sure to a two-cent stamp on the en io to avoid delay at the postofllce. names of the prize-./Inners will, be announced in the STAR on Monday evening, November 14. THE PRIZE-WINNERS. The correct answer to last Monday's Hallowe'en puzzle was goblin. The fol lowing children sent in the neatest cor rect answers and were awarded the i prizes: ELIZA WOOD, aged 12, II Hamilton street, Newark (game); HARRY LO ^rF,R, aged 10, P. O. box 73, Mountain view (penknife). ao:* im*4 My answer to Unde Jock’e paule for November 7 let Nome ■•••••••••*•••••••••••• • • •-« • • , • « •••••••••• A(e •••••••• IH prize-winner I would prefer to hnve... flj | Fashion Talks J BY MAY MANTON. | ONE OF THE NEW CAPES. 67*3 Cape with Scarf Fronts, one size. 6636 Plaited Princess Gown, 34 to 42 bust. Little wraps, In oape form, are being extensively worn Just now, and are eminently pretty and attractive. This one matches the princess gown over whloh It is worn, but capes of this sort can be made of silk or velvet or any similar material to be worn over sepa rate gowns. The long scarf ends are graceful and attractive, and the wrap is altogether one of *he most satisfac tory for mild days. Made of £lack satin and lined with white, It makes a pretty accessory to be utilized for the theatre and all occasions of the sort, and treated In this way will be fashion able throughout the season. For the medium size will be required, for the gown, 13 yards of material 24, 12 yards 27, 714 yards 44 lnohes wide If there is no up and .dawn, but when there Is figure or nap, lf'yards 24 or *7, 8% yards 44 inches wide will be re quired. For the wrap will be needed 3V4 yards 24 or 27, 1% yards 44 Inches wide with 2% yards of fringe and 2H yards of banding. A May Manton pat tern of the cape, No. 8783, one size only, or of the gown No. 6536. sizes 34 to 43 inches bust measure, will be mailed to any address by the fashion department of this paper on receipt of ten cents for each. (If In haste send an addi tional two-cent stamp for letter post age. which Insures more prompt deliv ery). TUESDAY-BREAKFAST. Baked pears Cereal with cream Kidney stew Rolls Coffee. LUNCHEON. Omelet Creamed potatoes Raw tomatoes Brown bread Cream puffs Tea. DINNER. Macaroni soup Broiled beefsteak Fried potatoes Stewed (canned) com Cold slaw Apple pie Cheese Coffee. THE MENU RECIPES. Macaroni Soap. Put four sticks of macaroni into a saucepan with one tablespoonful of butter and one onion. Boil until the macaroni is tender: when done drain and pour over It two quarts of good broth, beef, chicken or other kind. Place the pan on the Are to simmer for about ten minutes, watching lest it break or become pulpy. Add a little Parmesan cheese and serve. , Soft White Icing. Put the white of egg on a plate, add a few drops of lemon juice and a little water. Stir in confectionery sugar un til it is of the right consistency to spread. The more water used the softer the icing will be, and one egg takes about one and one-fourth cup fuls of sugar. If beaten instead of stirred, it is not so creamy. STIRRING THEM UP. ' “I shall "call on your parents and demand your hand.” "Not yet, dear; not yet Father is in jail for rebating and mother is serv ing a sentence with the sultragettes. If you call on them now I'm afraid they'll both lose their allowance for good conduct."—Pittsburg Post. GRAFT. "The directors of the road were a precious lot of grafters." “You don’t say so!” “Yes; every ’ast man of them had his appendix removed, and charged the cost to operating expenses."—Puck. — As a lovely lawn is made by innu merable tiny grass Wades, so a lovely life is ma le by countless little kind nesses. "T TttfPY)'VyFf| O°"«K *»« Home J_Ui/ \£ ]_[ lL=^7 *° tomorrow - BY HARGER1 l>mtT7 ^ - 1 Correspondent n are requested T not to sent* stamps for personal X *epltas. Miss Dora’s mall Is toa ♦ henry- to permit her to writ# T ^ prlvnte letters. ▲ X Letters written on both sides ♦ T of paper will not be considered. T Get a Transfer. Dear Margery Doon: Kindly answer the following: If a voter registers In a district and short ly before election moves Into another ward and district, can he vote? If eo kindly Inform me how and where to go to make the transfer. Thanking you In advanoe, W. H. 8. man may vote if he moves to an other ward and district If he has reg istered in the ward where he formerly resided by applying on election day to the clerk of election for a transfer. To Restore Color. Dear Margery- Doon: Kindly publish In your valuable pa per what will take perspiration marks out of a Copenhagen blue pongee silk dress. The spots turned sort of a pink ish color. Thanking you in advance for any advice I may receive, S. W. M. There is no way of again restoring the color. The best thing would be to put in pieces of new material. Seven Wonders of the World. Dear Miss Doon: Would you kindly let me know through your valuable column In the EVENING STAR what the seven great wonders of the world are? Also how can white taffeta ribbons be cleaned to that they would not lose their stiff ness, Than’ting you, N, E. 8. The seven wonders of the world are: The Pyramids, the Colossus of Rhodes, Diana’s Temple at Ephesus, thefharos of Alexandria, the Hanging Gardens at. Babylon, the statue of the Olympian Jove and the mausoleum by Arttemlsia at Halicarnassus. Wash the white taffeta ribbons in gasoline. Let them dry thoroughly, then press, putting a damp cloth over them. Surveyor of Customs. Dear Margery Doon: Please publish In your valuable pa per the name and address of the sur veyor of customs for New York oity. A. K C. James S. Clarkson, who has resigned, was formerly surveyor of customs In New York. For the desired Informa tion address a letter to the surveyor of customs In New York. A Misunderstanding. Dear Margery Doon: I am a young girl of 17 who is In i love with a young fellow around the sa,me age as myself. We had a quar rel' like all girls have but I did not think It would last so long. Would like you to try and tell me what I can do to make things as they were before? HEARTBROKEN. The first thing is to find out who was at fault. If you are the one write a note of apology. If he is in the wrong he should apologize to you. ADAM AND EVE. "I hope this expulsion of ours is not' going to injure our social position,” Eve, ruefully. guess not,” replied Adam. "They ; can't stop us from being one of the ! very flret families, whatever they do.” "I don’t find our names here in the Social Register,” said Eve, looking the volume over. "Look under dilatory domiciles, my love,” said Adam, as he went out and named the jackass after himself.— Harper’s Weekly. \ 1 No “Schemes'' I •ffg We sell pianos of fine quality at lower Kg] prices than any other piano seller in this country. We make this statement advisedly. $4* g, j The “friendship plan” of distribution is not BB gsg practised here. The common method of hold- Hjf ing a piano at $100 or $150 more than it is H Egg worth, and then making allowances of $65 or Bjl $80 or $93.10 as “prizes” in “dot-counting gt HI contests,” participation in “club” member- ^B |lp ship, or, the plain unvarnished gilt of a “gold- ^3 |H bond certificate,” or similar swindles to IN Bn dazzle the credulous, are not considered prof- BH H itable nor desirable by us. IS Cg We sell more pianos than all of our com- Sg! gjgjj petitors combined, and have a stock that is K# a|S easily ten times as large as any other hereabouts. mI s9 Do you wonder ? There will be a LAUTER-HfTMANA RECITAL here on Wednesday at three o’clock. Miss Grace C. Stctler, the delight k&SX ful contralto, will be the soloist Admission is free. All will be HI Kg® made cordially welcome. jS I LAUTER CO., 657-659 BROAD ST. I O Yl Yf If 51 -BY- | copyright 1909 EJlVer JnlOFO® | Rex Beach .KKS« ;; i ► (Continued From Saturday.) “Have you heard about the mall boat?” "No.” "We’ve missed her.” "What d’ you mean?” demanded Big George, blankly. “I mean that the storm delayed us just long enough to ruin us.” "Why—er—let's wait till the next trip,” offered the fisherman. Emerson shook his head. "She may not be back here for eight weeks. No! We’re done for.” Balt was like a big boy in distress. His face wrinkled as If he was about to burst Into loud lamentations; then a thought seized him. ‘Til tell you what we’ll do!” he cried, with a heavy attempt at meeting the problem. “We’ll put off the scheme for a year. We'll take plenty of time, and open up a year from next spring.” "No,” said Emerson, with a dejected shake of the head. "If I can't put It through on the flash, I can’t do It at all. My time is up. I’m down and out. All our pretty plans have gone to smash. You’d better go back to Kalvlk, 1 George." i At this suggestion, Balt rose ponder j ously and began to rave. To see his [ vengeance slip from his grasp enraged him. He cursed shockingly, clinching his great fists above his head, and grinding forth Imprecations which caused Fraser to quail and cry out aghast: “Hey, you! Quit that! D’you want | to hang* a Jonah onto us?” But the fisherman only goaded him* ; self into a greater passion, during j which Petellin, the storekeeper, en tered, and forthwith began to cross himself devoutly. Observing this fer j vent pantomime, Balt turned upon the i trader and directed his outburst at him: “Where in hell is this steamer?” "Out to the westward somewhere.” “Well, she’s a mall boat, ain't she? Then why don’t she stop here coming back? Answer me!” The rotund man shrugged his fat shoulders. “She’s got to call at Uyak Bay going east.” Emerson looked up quickly. “Where is Uyak Bay?” "Over on Kodiak Island,” Big George answered; then turned again to vent his spleen on the trader. “What right have them steamboat people got to cut out this place for an empty cannery? Why, there ain’t no body at Uyak. It's more of that Hews .AioifiERS A nickel trimmed oil heater, with brass fount, may be obtained at a reaaonable price at L. Bamberger & Co.’s. Curtains of fine net, in white and ecru, bordered with renaissance lace, are among the very special bargains at L. S. Plaut & Co.'s. Smart turbans of velvet, trimmed with Persian silk and quillsr are displayed at Uissner’s. At Hahne & Co.'s will be found a bewildering array of silk and wool Ori ental rugs, no two alike. The prices are moderate. Glace gloves, very line for dress wear, are shown at Uissner’s. They have heavily stitched backs and close with pearl buttons. Plain suits or serge and broadcloth, cut on smart lines for every-day wear, win be found at Marshall * Ball's. damned company business. They own this whole 'country, and run it to suit themselves.” “She ain’t my boat.” said Petellin. "You’d ought to have got here a few days sooner." "My God! I’m sorry we waited at the Pass,” said Emerson. "The weather couldn’t have been any worse that first day than it was when we came across.” Detecting in this remark a criticism of his caution. Big George turned about and faced the speaker; But as he met Emerson's eye he checked the explo sion, and, reizlng his cap, bolted out into the cold to walk oft his mad rage. ’’When is the boot due at Uyak?” Emerson asked. " ’Most any time inside of a week.” "How far is that from here?” "It ain't so far—only about fifty miles.” Then, catching the light that flamed into the miner’s eyes, Petellin hastened to observe: "But you can't get there. It’s across the Straits—She llkof Straits ” "What of that! We can hire a rail boat. and—” “I ain’t got any sailboat. I lost my sloop last year hunting sea-otter.” "We can hire a small boat of some sort, can't we, and get the natives to put us across? There must be plenty of boats here.” "Nothing but skin boats, kyaks and bidarkas—you know. Anyhow, you couldn’t cross at this time of year—it's too stormy— these straits is the worst piece of water on the coast. No, you'll have to wait ’’ Emerson sank back into his chair, | and stared hopelessly at the fire. "Better have some breakfast,” the I trader continued; but the other only j shook his head. And after a farewell i squint of curiosity the fat man rolled out again in pursuit of his duties. "I’ve heard tell of these Shellkof Straits,” Fraser remarked. ’T bunked with a bear hunter from Kodiak once, and he said they was certainly some hell in winter. When Emerson made no reply, the fellow’s colorless eyes settled upon him with a trace of solici tude, and he resumed: "I’m doggone sorry' you lost out, pal, but mebbe something’ll turn up yet.” Then, see ing that the young man was deaf to his condolence, he muttered: "So you’ve got ’em again, eh? Uml" As usual on such occasions, he fell into his old habit of reading aloud, as it were, an imaginary scene to himself: “ ‘Yes, I’ve got ’em again,’ says Mr. Emerson, always eager to give enter tainment with the English language. ’I am indeed blue this afternoon. Won’t you talk to me? I feel that the sound of a dear friend's voice will drive dull care away.’ " ’Gladly,' says I; ‘I am a silent man by birth and training, and my- thoughts is jewels, but for you. I’ll scatter them at large, and you can take your pick. Now, this salmon business ain’t what It’s cracked up to be, after all. It’s a smelly proposition, no matter how you take it, and a fisherman ain’t much better than a Reub; ask any wise guy. I’d rather see you in some profesh that don’t stink so. like selling scented soap. There was a feller at Dyea who done well at it. What think you?’ “ ‘It's a dark night without,’ says Mr. Emerson, ’and I fear some mischief is afoot!’ ” But what of yonder beauteous-’ ” Unheeding this chatter, the disheart ened man got up at this Juncture, as if a sudden thought impelled him, and followed Balt out into the cold. He turned down the bank to the creek, however, and made a careful examina tion of all the canoes that went with the village. Fifteen minutes later he had searched out the disgruntled fish erman, and cried, excitedly: “I've got it! We'll catch that boat yet!” "How?” growled the big man, sourly. "There's a large open skinboat, an nomiak, down on the beach Well hire a crew of Indians to put us across to Uyak.” "Can't be dona,” said Big Georgs, still1 gruffly. "It's the wrong season You know the Shelikof straits Is a bad place even for steamships at this time of year. They're like that pass up yon der, only worse.'' "But it's only fifty miles across.” “Fifty miles of that kind of water in an open canoe may be just as bad as five hundred—unless you're lucky. And I ain’t noticed anything so damned lucky about us.” * "Well, it's that or nothing. It’s our only chance. Are you game?” "Come on,” cried Big George, "let’s find Petellin!" When that worthy heard their desire he uttered a shriek of denial. "In summer, yes, but now—you can’t do It. It has been tried too often. The straits is always rough, and the weatheT is too cold to sit all day in an oomlak; you'd freeze." “We’ll chance it.” “No, no, no! If it comes on to storm you'll go to sea. The tides are strong; you can't see your course, and-—” “We’ll use a compass Now, you get me enough men to handle that oomlak. that’s a good fellow. I’ll attend to the rest" "But they won’t go,’ declared the little fat man “They know what It means. Why-” "Call them in. I’ll do the talking And accordingly the storekeeper went In search of the village chief, shaking his head and muttering at the madness of these people. "Fingerless” Fraser, noticing the change in Balt and Emerson when they reentered the store, questioned them as to wjiat had happened, and in reply to his inquiry Big George said: "We're going to tackle the straits in a small boat." "■What! Not on your life! Why, that’s the craziest stunt I ever heard of. Don’t you know-” "Yes, we know,” Emerson shut him up. brusquely. “You don't have to go with us.” “Well, I should say not. Hunh! Do I look like I’d do a thing like that? If I do. it's because I’m sick. I just got this far by a gnat's eyelash, and hereinafter I take the best of it every time.” "You can wait for the mailboat " "I certainly can, and. what's more. I will. And I’ll register myself, too. There ain't goin’ to be any accidents to me whatever.” Although the two men were pleased at the remote chance of catching the steamer, their ardor received a serious setback when the trader came in with the head man of the village and a handful of hunters, for Emerson found that money was quite powerless to tempt them. Using the Russian as in terpreter, he coaxed and wheedled, in creasing his offer out of all proportion to the exigencies of the occasion, and still finding them obdurate. In despair he piled every coin he owned ^ipon the counter, but the men only shook their heads and palavered among themselves. -* "They say It’s too cold,” translated Petellln. "They will freeze, and money is no good to dead men.” Another na tive spoke, ‘‘It Is very stormy this month," they say. “The waves would sink an open boat.” "Then they can put us across in bldarkas,” Insisted Emerson, who had noted the presence of several of these smaller crafts, which are nothing more than long walrus-hide canoes com pletely decked over, save for tiny cock pits wherein the paddlers sit. “They don't have to come back that way: they car wait at Uyak for the next trip of the steamer. Why. I’m offer ing them more pay than they can make in ten years." "Better get them to do It,” urged iBg George. '‘You’ll get the coin all hack from them; they'll have to trade here.'' But Petellin's arguments were as in effective as Emerson’s, and after an hour's futile haggling the natives were about to leave when Emerson said: "Ask them what they’ll take to sell me a bidarka.” “One hundred dollars,” Petellin %told him, after an instant's parley. Emerson turned to George. "Will you tackle It alone with me?” The fisherman hesitated. "Two of us couldn't make it. Get a third man and I’ll go you.” Accordingly, Emer son resumed the subject with the In dians. but now their answer was short and decisive. Not one of them would venture forth unless accompanied by one of his own kind, in whose endur ance and skill with a paddle he bad confidence. It seemed as if fate had laid one final insurmountable obstacle in the path of the two white men. when "Fingerless” Fraser, who had been a silent witness of the whole scene, spoke ip, in his voice a bitter complaint: "Well, that puts it up to me, I sup pose. I’m always the fall guy. damn it!” “You! You go!" cried Emerson, as tounded beyond measure at this offer, and still doubting. The fellow had s* consistently shirked every hardship, and so systematically refused hazard, no matter howr slight! (To 11« Continued Tomorrow.) I Well-fitting Petticoats J HE fitting of a petticoat should receive as much attention as the gown U itself. A wrinkled skirt, one that sags in the back or one that has to be pinned up in places to avoid showing should never be worn. The best plan is to have the underskirt made at home or by your dressmaker to insure a perfect fit. but if the underskirt is bought ready made it should be rehung on the wearer'before it is used. Always consider the gown before selecting the petticoat to be worn with it With lightweight frocks a soft material is best, either a very soft finished taffeta, messaline. cambric, pongee or a material which will cling to the figure. With the soft foulard gown it is best to select an underskirt with a little more body or a white skirt which has been starched a little. Never by any chance wear a stiffly starched under skirt if you have any pretense of being well dressed. A thin starch in a wash skirt improves its appearance and keeps it from soiling, but a stiff underskirt will ruin any gown. Cotton crepe makes wonderfully satisfactory underskirts for every-day wear. It can be had in a variety of light colors, is light, and lies closely about the hips, where a perfect fit is desired. Skirts of this material can bo made plain with a deep hem or with a flounce trimmed with lace insertion and a deep lace edge. Guard against tucking crepe; it cannot be successfully accomplished. Heavy taffeta is no longer used tn petticoats, for‘the days of “rustling skirts" are past. The latest petticoats, too. have no “dust ruffle” under the flounce, ns the nsrrow skirts do not permit of the extra weight and fullness about the ankles. ' Soft satin petticoats of the same shade as the new wide hems are being worn with the afternoon frocks this winter, while “Jrraay" tops, to whic h different colored flounces may be buttoned, are popular with the economical girls who cannot afford a different silk petticoat for every- gown.