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The Light o f tOestem Stars Copyright by Harper and Brpthere “I MET A LADY” SYNOPSIS.-Arriving at the lone Utile railroad station of !•;] Cajon. New Mexico. Madeline Hammond. New \ Tk society girl, finds pc one to meet tier While In the waitl g room, a drunken eowhoy enter*, usks if she is nmrr.e l. and departs, leaving her terrified He retmus w th a priest, who goes through some sort of ceremony, and the cowboy fori es her to say "SI.” Asking her name and learning her identity the eowhoy seems dazed. In a shooting scrape outside the room a Mexican is killed. The cow hoy lets a girl. Bonita, take his hors.- and escape, then conducts Madeline to Florence Kingsley, friend of her brother FI iren- e w* h oines her. learns her story, and dismisses the cowboy, i Sene Stew art. Next day Alfred Hammond, Madeline's brother, takes Stew ait to task. Madeline exonerates him of any wrong intent. Alfred, si Ion of a wealth} family, had been dis missed from bis home because of his dissipation. Madeline sees that the Well Ills redeemed him. She meets Stillwell. Al's employer, typ c a! western ranchman. 1 CHAPTER III—Continued. "Wal. will, Al. this 's the proudest inertin' of my life," replied Stillwell, in a booming voice.. Me extended >T huge hand. “Miss—Miss Majesty, sight of you is us welcome as the rain an’ iIn- flowers to un old desert cattle* man." Madeline greeted him. and It was all she could do to repress a cry at the way lie crunched her hand in a grasp of iron. Me was old, whlte-liaiied. weather-beaten, with long furrows dow n his cheeks and with gray eyes ! almost hidden In wrinkles. If he was smiling she fancied it a most extraor dinary smile. The next instant she i realized that it had been a smile, for his face appeared to stop rippling, the j light died, and suddenly it was like ! rudely chiseled stone. The quality of i hardness she had seen in Stewart was immeasurably Intensified in this old | man's face. "Miss Majesty, it’s plumb humiliatin' to all of us thet we wasn't on hand to ! meet you," Stillwell said. "I'm sure afraid it was a hit unpleasant l'er you | last night at the station. Wal. I'm \ some glad to tell you thet there’s no man in these parts except your brother thet I’d as lief hev met you as time I Stew art." •indeed?" "Yes. an’ thet's takin’ into considera- j lion (>ene’s weakness, too. I'm alius fond of sityin’ of myself thet I’m the I last of the old cattlemen. Wal. Stew- j nrt’s not a native westerner, but lie's ' my pick of the last of the cowboys. 1 Sure, lie’s young, hut he's the last of the old style—the picturesque—an’ chivalrous, too. I make hold to say, j Miss Majesty, as well as the old hard* Tidin' kind. Folks are down on Stew MLW-IM w **£«S "Miss Majesty, It's Plumb Humiliatin’ To All of Us Thet We Wasn’t on Hand to Meet You," Stillwell Said. » art. An’ I’m only snyln' a good word j fur him because ho Is down, an’ mehbe ; last night he might hev scared you. . you bein’ fresh from the Hast.” Madeline liked the old fellow for his i loyalty to the cow hoy he evidently cured for; but as there did not seem j anything for her to say. she remained silent. ‘‘Miss Majesty, I reckon, bein’ as you’re In the West now, thet you must take things as thet come, an’ mind each thing a little less than the one before. If we old fellers hedn't been thet wav we’d never hev lasted. "Last night wasn't particular had. Mtln’ with some other nights lately. There wasn’t much doin’. Hut I had n hard knock. Yesterday when we started in with a hunch of cattle I seni one of my cowboys, Danny Mains, along ahead, carryln' money I hed to pay off hands an' m.v hills, an’ I want ed thet money to get In town before dark. Wul, Danny was held up. I don’t distrust the lad. There’s been strange Greasers in town lately, an’ mehbe they knew about the money cornin'. "Wal. when I arrived with the cat tle I was some put to It to make ends meet. An’ today I wasn’t In no nngellc humor. When I hed my business nil done I went around pokin' my nose heah an' there, try In* to get scent of thet money. An’ I happened in at n hall we l ev thet does duty fer Jail an’ hospital an’ election-post an’ what not*—-Wal, Just then It was doin’ duty as a hospital. Last night was fiesta night—these Greasers hev a fiesta ev ery week or so—an’ one Greaser who fend been bad hurt was layln* in the, iliiill. where he lied been fetched from | the station. " I lio hall was full of cowboys, rnneli j crs. licensers miners, an’ town folks, ■dong wiih some strangers. 1 was about to get started up this way when I’at Hawe come in. ‘Tat, lie's the sheriff. He come Into the hall, an' lie was roarin' about things. He was goin’ to arrest I»anny Mains on sight. Wal. I Jest polite-like told Pat thet ilu* money was mine an’ lie needn't get riled about it. An’ if I wanted to trail the thief I reckon I could do It as well as anybody. "Then he cooled down n hit an' was askin’ questions about the wounded <ireuser when dene Stewart comes in. Whenever Put an' (lene come together it reminds me of the early days bark in the 'seventies. Jest naturally ev erybody shut up. Per Pat hates (.lene, an' I reckon (iene ain’t \rrv sweet on Pat. “‘Hello Stewurt! You’ll the f<»ll**r I'm looki.f fer.' said Put. There was some queer goings-on last night tliet you know sometkiif about. Danny Mains robbed—Smlwell's money gone -your roan horse gone—an* this Greaser gone, too. Now. seeitf thet you was up late an' prowlin' round the station yliore this Greaser was found, it nln t onreasonahle to think you might know how lie got plugged —Is it?’ ‘‘Stewart laughed kind of cold, an’ lie roiled a cigarette, all the time eyein' Pat, an' then lie said if he'd plugged the Greaser it'd never hev been sieh a bunglin' Job. " 'I can arrest you on suspicion, Stewart, but before I go tliet far I want some evidence. I want to find out what's become of your boss. You've never lent him since you lied him. an' there ain't enough raiders across tlie border to steal him from you. It's got a queer look—tliet boss bein' gone. You was- drunk last night?’ "Stewurt never hutted an eye. "'You met some woman on Number Kight, didn’t you?' shouted Ha we. " I met a lady,’ replied Stewart, quiet an' menacin' like. "‘You met A1 Hammond's sister, un' you took her up to Kingsley’s. An’ cinch tills, my cowboy cuvalier. I'm goin’ up tligre tin’ ask this grand dame some questions, an’ if site's as close mouthed as you are I'll arrest her!' "Gene Stewurt turned white. I fer one expected to see him jump like lightnin.' as he does when lie's riled sudden. But lie was calm an’ he was thinkln' hard. Presently lie said: "'Put, tliet’s a tool idee, an' if you do the trick it'll hurt you all the rest of-your life. There’s absolutely no rea son to frighten Miss Hammond. An' tlyin' to arrest her would lie such a d—d outrage as won’t be stood fer in Kl Cajon. If you’re sore on me send me to jail. I'll go. If you want to hurt Al Hammond, go an' do it some mun kind of way. Don't take your spite out on us by insultin’ a lady who lias come hyar to hev a little visit. We're had enough without bein’ low down as Greasers.’ "It was a tong talk for Gene, tin’ I was as surprised as the rest of the fel lers. It was plain to tne an' others who spoke of it afterward tliet Put Hawe lied forgotten the law an' the officer in the man an' Ids hate. "'I'm a-goin’. an’ I’m a-goin’ right now !’ he shouted. "Stewart seemed kind of chokin', an’ lie seemed to hev been bewildered by the idee of Hawe’s confrontin' you. "An' finally lie hurst out: ‘But. man, think who it is! It's Miss Ham mond! >tf you seen her, even if you was locoed or drunk, you—you couldn’t do it.’ "‘Couldn't I? Will. I’ll show’ you d— n quick. What do I rare who site is? Them swell eastern women—I’ve lieerd of them. They’re not so much j This Hammond woman—’ "Suddenly Hawe shut up. an’ with ids red mug turnin’ green lie went for Ids gun.” Stillwell paused in his narrative to ; get breath, and lie wiped Ids moist i brow. And now Ids face began to lose its cragginess. It changed, it softened. 1 it rippled and wrinkled, and all that ! strange mobility focused and shone in a wonderful smile. •‘An’ then. Miss Majesty, then there was somethin' happened. Stewart took Pat’s gun away from him and throwed i It on the floor. A if what followed was i beautiful. Sure it was the beautiful est sight I ever seen. Only It was 1 over so soon! A little while after, when the doctor came, lie hed another I patient besides the wounded Greaser, an’ be said tliet tills new one would re quire about four months to be up an’ around cheerful-like again. Atf Gene Stewart bed hit the trail for the bor der." CHAPTER IV A Ride From Sunrise to Sunset. Next morning, when Mudellne was aroused by her brother, It was not yet daybreak; the air chilled her, nnd In the gray gloom she had to feel around for matches and lamp. Her usual languid manner vanished at a touch of the cold water. Presently, when Alfred knocked on her door and said he was leaving n pitcher of hot water | outside, she replied, with chattering teeth, “Th-thank y-you. b-hut I d-don’t ne-need any now.” She found It neces sary. however, to warm her numb fin gers before she could fasten hooks and buttons. And when she was dressed she marked In the dim mirror that there were tinges of red in her cheeks. “Well, If 1 haven’t some color I” she exclaimed. Breakfast waited for her In the din ing-room. The sisters ate with her. Madeline quickly caught the feeling of brisk action that seemed to be In the air. Then Alfred came stamping In. “Majesty, /here's where you get the i real thing," he announced, merrily. "We’re rushing you olT, I’m sorry to say; hut we must hustle hack to the ranch. The fall round-up begins to morrow. You will ride In the buck hoard with Florence and Stillwell. I'll ride on ahead with the hoys and fix up a little for you at the ranch. It’s a long ride out—nearly fifty miles by | wagon-road. Flo, don't forget a couple j of robes. Wrap her up well. And hustle getting ready. We’re waiting." A little later, when Madeline went out with Florence, the gray gloom was lightening. Horses were champing hits and pounding gravel. "Mawnin’, Miss Majesty," said Still well, gruffly, from the front seat of a high vehicle. Alfred bundled her up into the back seat, and Florence after her, and wrapped them with robes. Then he mounted his horse and started off. As Madeline gazed about her and listened to her companions, the sun "Well, If I Haven’t Some Color!" She Exclaimed. rose higher mill grew warm ami soared and grew hot; the horses held tire- , lessly to their steady trot, and mile after mile of rolling land slipped by. i From the top of a ridge .Madeline I saw down into a hollow where a few 1 of the cowboys had stopped and were sitting round a tire, evidently busy at 1 the noonday meal. Their horses were j feeding on the long, gray grass. “Wal, smell of thet burnin' grease wood makes my mouth water." said Stillwell. “I’m sure hungry. We’ll noon liyar an’ let the bosses rest. It’s a long pull to the ranch." During lunch-time Madeline observed ; that she was an object of manifestly ! great interest to the three cowboys. 1 She returned the compliment, and was j amused to see that a glance their way caused them painful embarrassment. ; They were grown men—Mine of whom j had white hair—yet they acted like 1 boys caught In the act of stealing a forbidden look at a pretty girl. “Cowboys are sure all tiirts.” said , Florence, as If stating an uninteresting fact. I?ut Madeline detected a merry ! twinkle in her clear eyes. The cow- 1 boys heard, and the effect upon them * was magical. They fell to shamed confusion anil to hurried useless tasks. “Haw, haw!" roared Stillwell. "Flor ence. you jest hit the nail on the haid. Cowboys are all plumb tiirts. 1 was wonderin’ why them boys nooned hynr. Tills ain’t no place to noon. Ain’t no 1 grazin’ or wood wuth burnin’ or nuth in'. Them boys jest held up. throwed the packs an’ waited fer us. It ain’t so surprisin’ fer Booly an’ Ned— they’re young tin’ coltish—but Neis there, why, he’s old enough to be the paw of both you girls. It sure is aniaz- I in’ strange." A silence ensued. The white-haired j cowboy. Neis, fussed aimlessly over j the campfire, and then straightened up with a very red face. "Bill, you’re a dog-gone liar,” he said. "I reckon I won’t stand to be classed with Booly an’ Ned. There j ain’t no cowboy on tills range thet’s J more appreciatin’ of the ladies than j me. but I shore ain't ridin’ out of my way. I reckon I hev enough ridin to do. Now. Bill, if you’ve sieh dog-gone good eyes hiebbe you seen somethin' on the way ont?” "Nels. I hevn’t seen nothin',” he re plied, bluntly. ‘‘.lest take a squint at these boss tracks," said Nels, and he drew Still well a few paces aside and pointed to large hoofprlnts in flip dust. "I reckon you know the boss thet made them?" "<!ene Stewart’s roan, or I'm a son of-a-gun!" exclaimed Stillwell, and he i dropped heavily to Ids knees and began to scrutinize the tracks. Nels. who- j ever was straddlin' Stewart’s boss met I somebody. An’ they hauled up a bit, I but didn't git down.” “Tolerable good for you. Bill, thet reasonin’," replied the cowboy. "I reckon you know wliat boss made the other tracks?" "I'm thinkln’ hard, hut I ain't sure." "It was Danny Mains' hronc." "How do you know thet?" demanded Stillwell, sharply. "Bill, the left front fpot of thet little boss always wears a shoe thet sets crooked. Any of the hoys ran tell you I’d know thet track if I was blind." “Nels. you don't think the hoy's sloped with thet little lmssy. BonitaV" "Bill, he shore was sweet on Bonita same as Bene was. an' Fd I.inton be fore he got engaged, an' all the hoys. She’s sh ire ehain-lightnin’, that little black-eyed devil. Danny might hev sloped with her all right. Danny was held up on the way to town, an' then in the shame of It he got drunk. But he'll show up soon." "Wal, mebhe you an’ the hoys are right. I believe you are. Nels. there ain’t no doubt on earth about who was ridin' Stewart’s Imss?" “Thet's .as plain as the boss' tracks." “Wal, it’s all amazin’ strange. It beats me. I wish the hoys would ease up on drinkin’. I was pretty fond of Danny an’ Bene. I'm afraid Bone's done fer. sure. If he crosses the bor der where lie can fight it won't take long fer him to get plugged. 1 guess I'm gettin’ old. 1 don't stand things like I used to." "BIH. I roc' m I'd better hit the Bel oncillp trail. Mebhe I can find Danny." "I reckon you had. Nels," replied Stillwell. "But don't take tnore’n n couple of days. We can't do much on thp round-up without you. I’m short of hoys." That ended the conversation Still well immediately began to hitch up his team, and the cowboys went out to fetch their strayed horses. Made line had been curiously interested, and she saw that Florence knew it. “Things happen. Miss Hammond," she said, soberly, almost sadly. Madeline thought. And then straight way Florence began brightly to hum a tune anti to busy herself repacking what was left of the lunch. Madeline suddenly conceived ,t strong liking and respect for this Western girl. Soon they were once more bowling along the road down a gradual in cline, and then they began to climb n long ridge that had for hours hidden what lay beyond. That climb was rather tiresome, owing to the sun and the dust and the restricted view. Presently, at the top of the steep ascent, Stillwell got out and walked, leading the team. During this long climb fatigue claimed Madeline, and she drowsily closed her eyes, to find when she opened them again that the glaring white sky had changed to a steel-blue. The sun bad sunk behind the foothills and the air was growing chilly. Stillwell bad returned to the driving-sent and was chuckling to the horses. Shadows crept up out of the hollows. “Wal, Flo," said Stillwell. "I reckon we’d better hev the rest of thet there lunch before dark." "You didn’t leave much of It," laughed Florence, as she produced the basket from under the seat. While they ate. the short twilight shaded and gloom filled the hollows. Madeline was glad to have the robes close around her and to lean against Florence. There were drowsier spells in which she lost a feeling of where she was, and these were disturbed by the jolt of wheels over a rough place. Then came n blank interval, short or long, which ended in a more violent lurch of the backboard. Madeline awoke to find her head on Florence’s shoulder. She sat up laughing and apologizing for her laziness. Florence : assured her they would soon reach the j ranch. CHAPTER V The Round-Up. It was a crackling and roaring of tire that awakened Madeline next morning, and the first tiling she saw was a huge stone fireplace In which lay a bundle of blazing sticks. Some one had kindled a fire while she slept. For a moment the curious sensation of be ing lost returned to her. She just SHOULD FORM REAL PARTNERSHIP And Both Husband and Wife Oughi to Be Permitted to Have Their Own Way at Times. It Is not so nearjy true as It wa. years ago that men earn money an*l women spend it. but it Is still con sldernbt.v true. Men still have control of the chief .agencies for wage-earning anti earn most of the wages paid. Women have the spending of most »*t the money that Is earned and brought j home for the support of families. The j chief end of man Is still what tlie , Westminster catechism says It Is, but his next most Important end Is to sat isfy women. Women are more con tented when they have their own way a part of the time—so are men. Wom en’s wishes should he domlnnnt In certain departments of life, men’s wishes In certain others; but there Is no department of life In which women can afford to ignore the wishes of men. or tnen the wishes of women. And so It is that In public as well os In private dealings between men and women persuasion works better than compulsion. Against exacting women men are Instinctively on their guard. They usually avoid such women if they ■an. No men can afford to be driven by women into positions they do not approve of, and If they cannot run away they are likely to turn obstinate or worse. But most men are very open to persuasion, ami if ]<•<] around to look at a proposal from that point of view their objections to It may dis appear.—Philadelphia Record. One-Man Shop Always Open. A Greenwich Village shoemaker lias devised a method for receiving shoes for repair when Ids shop is closed. His Innovation consists of a large hole in the door on the principle of a letter slot. “Since I adopted the scheme." lie ! said, "my repair shop has doubled, j No matter what hours you keep your shop open there is some one who* can come only at another time. "Now these people drop their shoes through my door slot with • ritten In structions for the repairs. They also tell me when they will call for the shoes, and I can get them ready ac cordingly."—New Y6rk Sun. Tree Pest Has Bothered Europe. The Douglas fir tree chaicld, an In sect introduced into Denmurk from American seed, is a much greater pest In Europe than in this country. Weights were originally taken from grains of wheat, the lowest of which Is termed a grain. dimly remembered reaming the ranch and being taken into a huge house and a huge, dimly lighted room. And it seemed to her that she had gone to sleep at once, and had awakened with out reidembering how she had gotten to bed. With n knock on the door and a cheerful greeting, Florence entered, carrying steaming hot water. "Good nmwnin’. Miss Hammond. Hope you slept well. You sure were tired last night. I imagine you'll find this old ranch-house as cold as a barn It'll warm up directly. Al's gone with the boys and Hill. We’re to ride down on the range after a while when your baggage comes. Breakfast wifi be ready soon, and after that we'll look about the place.” Madeline was charmed with the old Spanish house, and the more she saw of it the more she thought what a de lightful home It could be made. All the doors opened into a courtyard, or patio, as Florence called it. The house was low, in the shape of a rect angle, am] so immense In size that Madeline wondered if it bad been a Spanish barracks. Florence led the way out on a porch and waved a band at n vast, colored void. “That’s what Hill likes." she said. At first Madeline could not tell .vliat was sky and what was land. The Im mensity of the scene stunned her facili ties of conception. She sal down in one of the old rocking-chairs and looked and looked, and knew that she was ii"t grasping the reality of what stretched womlmusly before her. "We're up at the edge of the foot hills.” Florence said. "It'll sure take you a little while to get used to being up high and seeing so much That's the secret — we're up high, the air is clear, and there's the whole liar** world beneath us. Here—see that • loud of dust down in 111 * valley? It's the round-up. The hoys are there, and the cattle. Wait, i’ll get the glasses.” “The round-up! I want to know all about it—to see it." declared Madeline. "Please tell me what it menus, what it's for. and then take me down there." “It'll sure open your eyes. Miss Ham mond. I’m glad you care to know. Your brother would have made a hip success in this cattle business if ii hadn't been for crooked work by rival ranchers. He’ll make It yet, in spite of them.” "Indeed he shall." replied Madeline. “Rut t**11 me, please, all about the round-up.” "Well. In the first place, every cat tleman has to have a brand to identify his stock. Without it no cattleman nor half a hundred cowboys, if he had so many, could ever recognize all the cattle In a big herd. There are no fences on our ranges. They are all open to everybody. Every year we have two big round-ups. hut the hoys do some branding all the year. A calf should he branded as soon as it's found. This is n safeguard against cattle-thieves. We don’t have the rustling of herds and hunches of cat tle like we used to. “We have our big round-up In the fall, when there's plenty of grass and water, and all the riding-stock as well as the cattle are in fine shape. The [ cattlemen in the valley meet with their cowboys and drive In all the cattle they can find. Then they brand and cut out each man's herd and drive it toward home. Then they go on up or down the valley, make another camp, and drive in more cattle. It takes weeks" For Madeline tho morning hours flew by, with a goodly part of the time spent on the porch gazing out over that ever-changing vista. At noon a team ster drove up with her trunks. Then while Florence helped the Mexican woman get lunch Madeline unpacked part of her effects and got out things for which sin* would have immediate need. After lunch she changed her dress for a riding-habit and. going out side, found Florence waiting with the horses. As Madeline rode along sin* made good tise of her eyes. The soil was sandy and porous, and she understood why the rain and water from the few springs disappeared so quickly. What surprised her was the fact that, though she and Florence had seemed to be riding quite awhile, they had apparently not drawn any closer to the round-up. The slope of the valley was noticeable after some ntiles bad been traversed. Gradually black dots enlarged and assumed shape of cattle and horses moving round a great dusty patch. In another luilf-bnur Madeline rode be hind Florence to the outskirts of the Gradually, Clack Dcts Enlarged anj Assumed Shape of Cattle and Horsts Moving Around a Great Dusty Patch. scene of action. A ronr of tramping hoots Riled her ears. The lines of J marching cattle had merged Into a great, moving herd half obscured by . dust. “I hope I have found myself— my work, my happiness, here under the light of that western star." (TO ?E CONTINUED^ ! Accessories Are Important; I Hat and Scarf Sets Stay STYLES in clothes may come and go, making transitions from one ex treme to another, but accessories of dress the fans, combs, earrings, and jewels that tone up dress for women, and harmonize it with different back grounds, seem to be less susceptible to change than other things. Novel ties that appear in accessories are added to the store of feminine knic k knacks that every woman appears to gather about her and cherishes whether their money value is great or small. Hence the ostrich fan. tortoise shell comb and drop earrings of an earlier shall he, hut fine white crystal and good strands of pearls are worn with everything. A number of novelty fabrics more or less furry and coxy looking have been brought out this fall; to be used In making the popular hat-nnd scarf sets that appear to have come to stay. The familiar angora, chinchilla, and astrakhan cloths are supplemented by these new weaves and gi 'e op portunity for much greater diversity in these matched sets. It will widen their sales. Kvery woman appears f® want “something different"—that la, just a little different from the belong Displaying Latest Accessories. day are still fashionable in the present year of grace. In fact, old-fashioned jewelry of all descriptions Is staging a spectacular comeback—if it is suf ficiently old. Many old designs have reappeared in modern jewelry and the effect they give is quaint and charm ing. This is particularly true of the combination of diamonds with jet. In brooches, chains and earrings, which has reappeared in rhinestone and onyx. The young lady In the picture Is wearing earrings of an old design. Her comb Is golden shell, to match the blonde of her hair. The ostrich ings of her sister women—and so, like tin* Athenians, we are always running around after something new. At the right of the illustration given here one of the prettiest of these novelty fabrics appears in a hat and scarf that are sure to make a conquest wherever they are shown. The fabric is woven with a square mesh having a crossbar in contrasting color, and it invites decorations of yarn. Quaint yarn flowers in several colors appear on the hat and scarf and the latter Is finished with a deep fringe of yarn. Kvery needlewoman will appreciate ; the possibilities of adornment which Two of the Latest Hat and Scarf Sets. fan is also in a color that harmonizes with the color of her gown and brace let shown is of white vegetable Ivory. It Is very prettily set with brilliants. In accessories for less formal wear there is a fad for "tinkle bracelets” of thin glass made in all sorts of bril liant colors. Several of these are worn on the wrist at the same time and the faint music of their clashing gives them their name. A brand new Idea in swagger sticks has recently conn* out. These sticks are made of a composition resembling celluloid and come in all colors. Generally they have tips and heads of gold or silver, or they may he finished with the same substance in n different color. Head necklaces are still the most popular item in costume Jewelry and Just now topaz-colored glass heads appear to Me in every woman's mind as more to he desired than any others. These red-brown tones harmonize with all the colors most fashionable for : dresses and suits, and lighter Tones ! ranging into amber, share their popu larity. The color of the costume dictates what that of the necklace this particular cloth offers and the op portunity for the display of individual taste in the matter of embellishments. > A hat of chinchilla cloth with wing trimming of angora is shown at the left, and scarfs to match either of these fabrics are made. Hut one of the new knitted scarfs Is shown—a smart and comfortable affair having knitted ornaments and yarn tassels at the gathered ends. It hears a plain tweed tailored suit company and to gether they proclaim their fitness for < risp autumn days. All street clothes are so flavored with sports styles that these matched sets belong as much in the street as In the sports class. They have a cheerful aspect and we shall meet them everywhere. Women who are adept at knitting and crocheting, make the scarf-and hat or sweater-ami-hat sets f„r ,h.M. sel ves. «©. 1*23. Western Newspaper Untoa.* That Cellar Light. In our home we were forever neg lecting to turn off the cellar light, says a writer. This Is my reminding plan: I have a good-sized pasteboard placard on which Is printed in black letters. “The Light Is On," hanging to the cellar light switch in the kitchen. Now, when a member of the family turns on the switch he removes the card before descending to the cellar. Upon returning he sees the card, Is re minded of the burning light, hangs up the card, and turns off the switch. This saves much unnecessary burning of electricity.—Milwaukee Sentinel. Yellow and Gray.„ Can. r.v yellow and gray is a com bination that is favored by the most smartly dressed women. Yellow 6povt hats are very popular. . Black Satin. Black sarin Is to be very popular this fall and is particularly adapted for the soft draped effects new la , vogue.