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THE ROCK ISLAND ARGUS. TUESDAY. JULY 22, 1913.
THE ARGUS.
Published dally at 1624 3econd are
toua. Ruck Island, 111. (Entered at the
foitofflco at second-class matter.) ,
Rock lalaad Member ! tke Associated
Preaa.
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Instance where It Is desired to have
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authority la the premises.
All communications cf'argumentatlve
character, political or religious, must
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tion. No such articles will be printed
over Uctltlou3 signatures.
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tral Untun. West 145, 1H and X14S.
LSj I COUNCIL; JO
Tuesday, July 22, 1912
David Lamar strenuously objects to
being called a liar. Probably he" pre
fers to do it himself.
"Insects ea a billion dollars' worth
of farm products in a ;year."' Then
why can't they let the summer boarder
alone?
Next winter is going to be a hard
me. The latest estimate is that there
ere already 1,052,208,000 eggs in cold
storage.
It is hard to tell whether there has
been the hardest fighting or The hard
est lying in the Balkans within the past
few weeks.
The CT-year-old maiden who wants
125,000 for breach of promise may
have befer luck nexl time, if she gets
the money.
The senate committee took the
house tariff bill nd revised it down
ward. Thinss were not thus in the
days of Aldrich.
" What's thn matter with Pl'tsburgh
, One of its millionaires has come to the
front, but there is uo chorus girl at
tached to him.
The man vtho says it is harder on
the constitution to take a vacation of
one' day than one. of two weeks, iia
doubtcdly has tried It.
"Must a legislator be an ass?" asks
the New York World. Observation
leads to the conclusion that it is en
tirely a matter of privilege.
Ttf Delaware single tax colonists
who have taken to sleeping in trees
ire only reverting to flrt principles.
But they mimt miss the coroanuts.
Railroad men say tha tipht skirts
cause many accidents. But it's hard
In blame the fellows who are run
down while they are taking a good
look,.
Bridgeport, Conn., is the cheapest
place in the coun'ry to be tick in. and
Cairo. li:.t the cheapest city to die in.
But the railroad fare between lh ni
amounts to something.
When a British suJTrageUs larded
in Jail for some malicious mischief
the refuses t est anri the authority.
release her. Do they think starvation
is not punishment sufficiently severe?
Some New .Yorker has written a
CO.imio word letter to President Wil
son urging the appointment of "Boss"
Murphy as a member of the cabinet.
This is the worst waste of words on
record.
There is hearty approval on the
part of the people of the effort in
Washington to rid the senate and
house of the lobbyists. There Is also
a general feeling that the Illinois leg
islature is entirely too much dominat
ed py these pestiferous fellows.
B WAT THE FLY.
Yes, ou know all about
lino you chould sM.t the fly.
It, you
But do
ou do it?
Theora Carter, president of the So
ciety of Good Cheer, has recently sent
iuu.i- nuKBPsiians. one aavises:
"Keep the flies from your baby-
r i
they are more dangerous than ele
phants. The big thing shows the big
danger. The little fly buzzes into ma
nure heaps, filth, putrefaction, and
then comes to baby-bringing all kinds
of disease germs. KHes are deadly.
If baby la unable to overcome the
deadly germ the fly brings, baby
leaves you. 1 have been watching the
work of deadly files for many years.
I knew of to families living in a
lit'l- town. These families were
neighbors one woman brought out a
(afntly of thre and they are robust
oungsters Their mother kept them out
f l reach or niea. hhe went bun'lngfor
XJps covered her youngsters rem-
Ltyy in the summer time. The other
tuothcr d d not believe a li',tle fly could
fturt her young she paid uo attention
(o the fly. One by on she laid away
Ler babies until now they are three
llent empty places in her heart, -and
loom is in the household.
"If you can't keep flies out of the
oust, cover the baby with a netting.
Ir if you can't afford a net. get a
fciece of cheese-cloth anything that
Kill give baby air. See that the baby
lets air and keep it away from the
"When baby cries, try to 'find out
be reason. It may need a spooaful of
l ater it may be a bandage that's too
:gni it may n it has lam in one
frocitioa too long. .Coo to baby, bat
tTRADi
use your mother judgment Of course
it's hot and you have so many prob
lems, but you can fight them. Baby
has problems too, only baby's prob
lem are solved by you. Try to over
come your irritation before you pick
up baby. It's part of you if you are I
cross, baby is more than likely to be
cross. It's hard, this life but it is
easier if you are of good cheer."
GKTIIXG THINGS PQXfc.'.
It will not escape notice that Presi
dent Wilson possesses in unusual de
gree power to get things done.
The tariff bill as good as passed and
the currency bill assured passage at
this session attest early achievement
of the first and greatest reforms of
this administration.
With a railroad strike imminent and j
threatening tie-up of all the eastern
lines of railroad. President Wilson
brought theheads of labor and the
heads of the railroads together in con
ference and when he had finished with
both announcement was made' that
there would be no strike until arbi
tration under the Newiands act
should fail. So unobtrusive was his
course, so free from the spectacular
aud the theatrical that hardly one per
son in 10 noted his part in averting
the strike.
The president is wonderfully en
dowed with self-control and the power
of getting where he wants to go with
out calling anybody a liar on the way,
inpulting anybody with impeachment
of the integrity of his motives, or be
ing deflected from his course.
"THE KOAD'TO HEALTH.
Dr. Edwin Ash, the distinguished
English nerve specialist, addressed an
audience of 200- nurses in London last
week, in which he said "that the rules
of health are to eat slowly, to walk
slowly, to dress slowly and to speak
slowly. Nervous disorders are caused
by indigestible and hurried lunches, by
wearing too tight clothing and by
needless won-y about details of domes
tic, professional and business life.
Barristers, Journalists, doctors, busi
ness men use up a lot of energy over
the telephone, and then th?y worry
over details which exhaust tneir nerv
ous energy simply because they take
themselves too seriously. Fully 80
per cent of a nervous specialises
ratrcnage are professional and business
men of all ages. The terrifying sen
sation many of them feel that they
have lost control of their thoughts,
and cannot sleep for thinking of busi
ness, causes them t,o think that they are
going out of their heads. The nervous
system shuts off nervous force from
the stomach the first thing, and keeps
the brain, heart and lungs going .until
the subject approaches collapse.' Once
the stomach is upset it does not di
gest its meals. Men, always strung up
to the highest pitch, are easily over
worked. The most intelligent are apt
to be neurotic."
All of which is true. If
people would adot Sidney Smith's
rule and take short views of life., they
would avoid much of the worry that
now characterises most of our busi
ness life. Every man is able to take
cere of today. It is when he frets
over tomorrow that he becomes nerv
ous, irritable and breaks down.
WHAT llKADIUlS DKMAM)
"As old-fashioned as knee breeches
and ihe slashed doublet, ' are the
rounded, perfectly balanced perlod3
over which our forefathers loveJ to
linger in their reading, according to
Colonel Georpc Harvey in his vale
dictory as editor of Harper's Weekly
( 'onCl Harvev ,8 an au;hrity. for he
! n!aintained the :d 6tyle long enouh
1 aflr ' ceased to be the vogue to per-
teptibiy cut down tlie circulation of
what in f'.s day was the most widely
lead and widely copied news-literary
journal of the country. And he has.
been honest enoi' ?h to make a free and
frank confession of the fact that he
permittcj hinibelf to fail behind In the
ever onward movement in the Journal
istic profession. lie sees now that
tastes in reading have changed quite
as much in the pa.n few years as
'astes in clothing, and that the mi
nutely detailed style of diction went
cut with the hocpskirt and the pow
dered wig.
"looking over the files of the Week
ly," he wrote, "we found not less thai
twenty long editorials on civil service
in thirty successive Issues, and very
little flse. They were sound, cogent
articles, and. of course, admirably
written, but how would they take on
the nev.stands in this hurrying age?
Not very well, it may be imagined.
The reading public of today is not
clamoring for ponderous writing, no
i ,.,.. ,. j
be.''
His observation and experience have
led Colonel Harvey to the following
interesting conclusions:
"The twentieth century public has
no objection to thinking big thoughts,
but it simply will not tolerate ponder-
ousness in the handling of them. The '
passing generation asked instruction;
that or today demands stimulation.
The readers of a fev years ago de
lighted in having the point withheld
as a last tidbit; readers of the present
insist that it be shot at them in the
first paragraph. Words must crackk
-my iud sung l ke snnkM
llle must ne pictures as well as
sounas.
"Writing today must be crisp and
1 terse. Thoughts must be boiled down
in.o taoioia form. Force aAd vtiu
never. must be sacrificed for grace.
The strong short words must come
like shots from a machine gun. The
learned writer has not gone out. of
vogne, but today he must not parade
hi learning.
"The old style was pleasant and
geuny sausiymg; tne new it more
sincere and purposefuf. Because it
leans so definitely toward simplicity
it is more democratic. The common
man a stranger to books, magazines
and newspapers a decade or so ago,
has been educated to demand a
sparkle ia every line and a punch ia
every paragraph."
Capital Comment
BY CLYDE H. TAVENNER '
Congressman frem the Fourteenth District.
(Special correspondence of The Argus.)
Washington, D. C. July -'u. L.ue,
liberty and the pursuit of happiness
are guaranteed
to every American
citizen by theDy
constitution. tneiwiji be compelled to hire an attorney,
constitution, now-
ever, does not
undertake to guar
antee any stand
ard of life or liv
ing to Americans,
That deficiency is
supplied by a bifl
which has been
introduced in con
gress by Senator
J.. Hamilton Lewis
of Illinois: The
Lewis bill, if en
acted into law,
would guarantee
to every American,
man or woman,
who has employ
ment, the right to
live according to
the American
CLYDE H.
TAVENNER
standard of living.
The bill, which is known as tne
National Wage Commission bill, is one !
of the most advanced pieces of legis-
lation ever; introduced in the national
legislature. In reality, it is a mini
mum wage bill, and Senator Lewis
has drawn it so as to be all embrac
ing in Its scope. ' There i3 hardly
a worker in the United States who
could not claim its protection.
The scheme worked out in the meas
ure provides for a national wage com
mission. This body will be made up
of several hundr.ed commissioners
one wage commissioner, in short, to
every congressional district. Under
ordinary circumstances, each wage
commissioner will settle the wage dis
putes in his own district, though in
important cases three or more com
missioners may Join in acting as a
Jury. The salary provided Ior each
commissioner is adequate to secure i
the services of good and competent
men. . -
Whenever any employe believes that
the wages paid him are not sufficient j
to pay for a living on the scale to
which he is justly entitled, he brings
HARVEST TIME.
(The Breeder's Gazette.)
Preceding the wheat harvest there
is moch of preparation. Many things
are to be looked after. Railroads patch
up every box car that can be made ser
viceable. Thousands cf men travel to
ward t.he wheat country, where addi
tional workers are needed. This army
of harvesters includes the ordinary
farm laborer, the professional hobo,
the unfortunate man out of employ
ment, and now in large numbers the
college student who makes both mon
ey and muscle in vacation days. Citi
banks send out gold and silver to pay
the harvesters. Butchers in small
towns, where ordinarily but a few hua
dred pounds of meat are sold in a
week, place greatly increased orders
with packers, knowing that farmers
will buy liberally of t,he "thresher's
cut." Threshing machine manufactur
ers and implement dealers work extra
forces overtime in order to .meet ihe
demand for machinery. Elevators, in
cluding ten thousand ftnail plants
scattered throughout the entire wheat
country and immense structures with
united capacity of ten millilons bushels
ormore in a single market and consign
ing center, get ready for the rush that
t,he harvest season always brings.
Visit a farm when the threshers are
there. If possible go before they
climb out of bed at 3 or 4 o'clock in
the morning and see the engineer get
up steam. Watch the hustle of t.lie
entire household. Become acquainted
"The Young Lady
The young lady across the way says she overheard her father say hat
the trouble with the team was that th ey didn't sacrifice enough and how
could fa Jucse them so harshly without knowing anything about their home
life!
complaint before the district wage J
commissioner. That official sets a
date Ior a hearing and Bummons wit-
;nesses The procedure is made simple
tne Dlll so tnat no complainant!
hut can conduct his own case. '
Having the power of a court, the
commissioner can put witnesses on
oath, can determine the ability of the
employer to pay wages, and from this
and expert testimony he "decides on
the standard of living to which the
complainant is entitled and whether
the wage received is sufficient to pay
for this standard of living.
In case the commissioner7 decides
that the wages paid are too low, he
can fet the minimum wage wMch the
employer must pay to any particular
workman or group of workmen, and
if the employer after this decision
refuses to pay the wages set by the
commissioner he can be punished in
any court and can be sued by the
workman for the difference "between
the wages actually paid during the
whole term of his employment and
the minimum set by the commissioner.
.The employer is given the right of
.fcrV.:.
miss'ioner. But and this is one of
the most progressive features of the
bill the measure provides that the
award of the commissioner goes into
effect immediately, and that the mini
mum wage is paid all during any court
proceedings .which may follow.
Otherwise, whenever a commission
er wouldset a minimum wage, the
employer might enjoin the decision
and then figlit a case for years through
the courts.
This Is the ort of legislation which
the working people of this country are
demanding, and the sort which must
eventually be tenacted. With his dear
insight of the public needs "and his
vision or tne tuture, benator iiewis is
one of the pioneers of the new type
'of statesmanship. The enactment of
(the bill he proposes would do much
toward ending the labor troubles in
this country, if wise and progressive
men were given charge of the execu
tion of this law.
with the work of the "women folks'
preparing a harvest dinner. Go with
tne workers to tne fields. Pit.ch a
while from the shocks, sweat, unload
a wagon . or. two, watch the
wheat as it flows from seperator
to sack. All t,his will give one an idea
of but one step in the handling of the
world's bread crop. Get on one of the
wheat wagons, ride to the little coun
try town, wait, long in line for aeffancs
to unload, then help handle the sacks
at the elevator, or platform or into
car, and glean further knowledge that
counts.
Of these things most every farmer
knows. He also knows the satisfaction
he feels when, after delivering the
last load, returns are figured and he
goes to the bank, where an old note is
taken up or substantial figures of de
posit are writ.ten in his pocketbook.
Wheat is not only one of the greatest
of ready money crops, but it, is also
one of the most dependable. Often
when, because of a deficiency of rain-
fall, "King Corn" is humbled in the1!
dust, wheat yields abundantly and en
ables many a farmer to tide over hard
times. , , "
Lisbon, Portugal A bomb exploded
in a coppersmith's workshop here as
the proprietor opened a drawer in
which it had been concealed. The
proprietor was badly injured. All his
employes were arrested. The police
made a number of raids on revolution
ary labor clubs.
Across the Way"
i
HENRY HOWLAND
Henrietta was a maiden with a pair of
witching- eyes
, And her voice was like the Sweetest
music man has ever hear;
She had all the charms that nature In her
gracious moods Supplies
Henrietta was a- beauty, as you doubt
less have Inferred.
She possessed a gentle manner and a
temper AM was sweet.
She was always doing something for the
ones who needed aid;
Scandal was a thing she never found It
leasing to repeat.
From the path thpt leads to heaven
Henrietta never strayed.
She possessed no taste for ragtime and
she ne'er indulged in slang, .
Henrietta was artistic from her fingers
to her toes;
Sweetest ecstacies were given to her hear
ers when she sang, '
She was free from affectation and was
not inclined to pose.
She respected age. believing that the old
could be sublime.
And instead of reading novels she
dipped Into classic lore;
She could neatly darn a stocking or con
struct a witty rhyme.
And she wasn't always thinking of the
pretty things she wore. v
Do not think and do not say that Henri
etta was a myth.
Do not say that one so perfect never on
this earth w.s known; " .
Henrietta lives and answers to the name
of Mrs. Smith;
I've described her as Smith saw her ere
he claimed her for his own.
Uncle Jim.
"Pa, is it true that the good always
die young?"
"Oh, no, not always. I was a very
good little boy."
"Didn't you ever disobey your par.
ents?"
"No."
"Nor fight with your little brother?"
"No, I always was very kind to
him."
"And didn't you ever tell lies or
play hooke?"
"Certainly not."
"Nor steal jam nor cookies out of
your mother's pantry?"
'Of course I never did such wicked
things
"Gee, what an imagination Upcle
Jim must have. He was tellin" me,
this morning about when you and him
were boys."
For Two Years.
"For two years after I was married
I was ashamed to meet the preacher
who united my wife and me in the
holy bonds. You see, in my excited
condition, I made a blunder and gave
him a $5 bill instead of a $20, which
I intended to hand him. I suppose he
thought I was mighty cheap, but I
couldn't very well explain it without
making myself ridiculous or causing
him to suspect that I was lying about
it."
"You say you felt that way for two
years?"
"Yes. After that I began to be
sorry I had given him anything."
His Hardened Heart.
His heart was hardened, he was daaf to
pleas;, ,
He knew the world had learned its lea
sons well:
Ah, he had suffered untold agonies.
Within him love had Ions since ceased
to dwell. '
His heart was hardened, but there came
his way
A woman with a crooning voice and low.
And after he-hod known her for a day
His heart was like a soggy lump of
dough.
. What He Knew.
"Do you think you can support me
in the style to which I have been ac
customed?" she asekd.
"I don't know," he replied, "but I
know this: I'll be able to support
you in a better style than you will be
customed?" she' asked,
accept me. Your dad has sold short
on wheat and J've .got it cornered."
Wholly Unnecessary.
"I wish," said the guest, "to leave
a call for 6:30. I've got to catch a
train."
"It won't be necessary to call you,"
replied the night clerk. "The; man la
the room next to yours has asthma so
badly that be makes a noise like a
steam siren."
In the Near Future.
"You take great enre not to be run
over."
"Got to. I'm afraid I'll forfeit my
pedestrian's ..license." Louisville. Courier-Journal.
Belf conquest U the greatest victory.
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HnxricTi'o
! - ;
The Daily Story
THE CRAYON PORTRAIT BY CLARIS SA MACKIE.
Copyrighted. 1913. by Assoclatel Literary Burelo.
"For the laud's sake!" shrilled Miss i
Louisa Mull, peeritfroui the -window !
at a passing form. "Look at what !
Emma Binns has got on her foolish
7" . i
" r ... . .i i ,n !
ine uaule5 -iiu e-uwtri, ..v.. - .
botly and hovered behind- the Notting-
ham lace curtains of the parsonage sit-j
ting room.
A woman was coming toward me .
house a slender, middle aged woman,
with bright brown hair. .
"She's coming here," remarked Lou
isa Mull disapprovingly as the gate
creaked warnlngly.
"She looks like sixteen," giggled Fan
ny Banks from her corner by the win
dow. ' Dresses like sixteen and looks six-
I ty," corrected Mrs. Banks severely.
"Not sixty, namonisnea .Mrs. mow
ris from the sewing machine. "I
think Mrs. Binns looks about well,
about forty, and she does take a lot
of comfort in wearing pretty clothes."
She sighed and fastened her thread
with Impatient jerks of her thin fin
gers. She looked tired and fagged.
Before any one could think of a
suitable retort to the remark of the
minister's wife the door opened and
Emma Binns glided into the room.
Her bright eyes darted a quick glance
around, and she gave animated greet
ings in different directions, ignoring the
rather grim salutations she received in
return.
Any one else In Little River might
have noticed thnt the Ladies' Aid so
ciety strongly disapproved of Emma
Binns and her youthful style of dress
ing, except Emma Binns herself. If
she suspected it she gave no sign of
her knowledge. She placed her white
parasol on the square piano, calmly
dusted her nose with a bit of powder
produced frim a tiny vanity box, fluff
ed up, her hair, sat down near Louisa
Sluli ana opened ner suk woraoag.
"What shall I do this afternoon?" I
f he inquired of Mrs. Morris.
"Buttonholes," suggested Mrs. Mor
ris, tossing over a number of white
garments.
"Such elegance could not attempt
anything so coarse as hemming flannel
petticoats," murmured Mrs. Banks to
her daughter.
Fanny giggled again and threaded
her needle. Emma Binns was sewing
nimbly , with swift motions of hand
and elbow. There was a contented
smile on her face, and her lips relaxed
into pleasant lines of repose.
There was less1 chatter than usual
as the members of the Ladles' Aid so
ciety partook of the refreshments pass
ed by angular Louisa Mull In her mus
tard colored cashmere and Emma
Binns in her girlish white. That the
two women had little to say to each
other was unnoticed, for the many
pair of eyes were watching the bright
brown Psyche knot and the. twist of
blue ribbon aud strongly disapproving
of both on the head of Emma Binns,
widow of Simeon Binns, who had been
dead scarcely two years. i
Mrs. Binns was the first to leave.
As she unfurled her white parasol and
tossed it over her shoulder she knew
that the women she bad left behind
were busy with her nadie. Her thin
cheeks flushed hotly, but her eyvs
mnintnined their brightness until she
arrived at her own square white
painted house and closed the 6or on
the outside world.
She hurried upstairs to her own
room and faced her reflection in the
old fashioned mirror. In the dim aft
ernoon light the sight was a very
pleasnnt one to Emma Binns, who
thought she had said goodby to youth
twenty years ago, when she married
Simeon and" settled clown to a life of
drudgery. She had slaved for Simeon
and helped him pile up his dollars only
to find that he lind left her a meager
pittance out of the whole amount and
willed the rest to a brother in a dis
tant state. Simeon had always been
mean and "grasping and small natured,
and be bad so ill treated Emma that
she felt a sense of relief when he re
luctantly bade goodby to bis dollars
and went to a greater reward.
Little River never understood why
Emma Binns wore black for a brieV
year and then returned to colored gar
ments. It thnw up its hands when
Simeon's widow openly confessed to
dyeing her gray hair until it shone
more lustrorsly brown than in her girl
hood days. They scoffed at her" modish
gowns, her girlish hats and her love
for bright colors. They did -ant know
that her girlhood had been starved of
all finery. To escape 'poverty she hnd
become Simeon's second wife, and she
had paid the price of marrying for
money. She hnd suffered, and she was
free once more.
Now she was indulging her starred
taste for pretty clothes, and if in her
eagerness she threw aside good Judg
ment and forgot the aging years Lit
tle River remembered and frowned
npon her attempts to relive her girl
hood. People said she was angling for
Frank Mn!J. Louisa's bachelor brother,
who kept the big grocery store on the
corner. Louisa frowned fiercely at the
idea, and Frank Mull -closed his lip
tightly whn his sister repeated Ttl
litffe gossfp.
"She's all of fifty f sniffed Louisa.
"So am I." l'rark had retorted once.
"She claims to be oaly thirty."
"Did she ever say so?"
"No, but she dresses that way, and
it's as good as saying so."
"Then you must be eighty, Louisa.
You certainly dress like Grandmother
Mull," said Frank cruelly. And after
that 6he let him alone.
The next time the Ladies' Aid. met
atLouisa Mull's bouse the members
of that charitable organization tw-itter-ed
with suppressed excitement, for
Louisa had promised them something
in the way of a startling surprise. '
"What's it going to be?" whispered
Mrs. Banks as she sat down near
Louisa.
. Wait until Frank
the phonogrann ciecea
for ns; then you'll sec" Loulsa"cou7d
not help a sly glance at Emma Binns'
face, bent above hor sewing, ani Mrs.
Banks knew that the surprise had
something to do with Emma Binns. of
whom It wns known that Louisa Mnll
as fiej.rcIy jen,ous on her brother.,,
aecoullt
Tmmn fte game g0WQ
. which she had appeared at the min-
. . ,,,
Ister's house, and the brown hair still
boasted the blue ribbon, and somehow
It was vsstly becoming to the little
widow. If nobody else approved of
these fripperies it is certain that the
starved' vanity of Emma' Binns rejoic
ed in wearing them. They made her
happy, and happiness took years from
her age.
When refreshments were served
Frank Mull came in and wound up the
talking machine, and there were much
music and singing and pleasant con
versation, snd Frank Mull looked con
tentedly at Emma Binns and voted the
affair ft great success.
It was when they arose to go that
Louisa Mull led them into the parlor
and pointed to a large crnyon portrait
on an easel in one corner.
''This is a guessing contest," laughed
Louisa nervously. "I'll give each of
you one guess as to who sat for that
picture. You begin, Fanny."
Fanny Banks pursed her red lips and
' looked at the badly executed portrait
of a woman dressed in the period of
twenty years ago. The bodice of the
black gown was tight across the chest,
and the sleeves were great bags of
fullness stiffened with crinoline. The
hair wns strained back from the face,
and across the forehead was a small,
fluffy bang. Even the prettiest woman
would have taken on ugliness under
the painfully unskilled pencil of the
crayon artist And although the wo
man in the picture showed signs of
prettiness it was overshadowed by
drawn lines, of age.
"Well," said Fanny Banks smartly,
"if the picture wasn't taken twenty
yenrs ago and the woman looked so
old then I'd sny it was the living im
age of Emma Binns." ,
There was silence, while each one
carefully traced a likeness to Mrs.
Binns in the horrible portrait. All
came to the same conclusion' at the
same moment. If Emma Binns look
ed forty years old twenty, years ago
the style of the dress was that of a
score of summers past now she must
be sixty. Was It possible?
With one accord they all turned and
looked at Emma Binns. Her face was
white ns marble save where a little red
spot glowed on her cheek bone. She
looked handsome, her blue eyes flash
ing, her Hps trembling.
Back of her stood Frank Mull blaz
ing with wrath. Louisa, his sister,
cowered against the wall. She had
never seen her brother so angry in all
her life, and she was afraid of him.
"Well, Emma?" giggled Fanny Banks
Indifferently.
. ''It is my picture," said Emma F.Inn
proudly. "Simeon had it done the first
year I wns married. I expect I looked
Just like thnt, tired and old and worn
out, for he was a hard man, ns you all
know, those of you who can forget
thnt he wns rich. -
"I was only twenty years old then,
but I admit the picture makes me look
forty! What of it? Don't you care
for me for myself for what I am?
Must you bicker with me over my
age? Don't you want to see me hap
py: l am nappy now, nappier man
I ever have been in my life. I wonder
if yon are glncl, you members of the
Ladies' Aid society. If you only knew
the bitterness, the long years, the un
happiness" Her voice broke, and
she hid her face In her bands. "I sup
pose I seem foolish, but my heart la
young yet."
One by one the members of the Aid
society glanced at the blue bow on tho
bright brown hair, the head that had
held Itself so. bravely and so Jauntily
the past two years of freedom, and
then with averted eyes they stole
quietly out of the house to hold a meet
ing of self condemnation, whereat they
agreed that hereafter Emma Binns
could dress herself like "a clrctif wo
man," ns Nancy Ballard expressed it,
nnd they wouldn't wink an eye. "We'll
see that she has a happy time of it,"
nodded Mrs. Banks over her shoulder
as she left them, and even shallow
Fanny forgot to giggle and followed
her mother soberly into the house.
Back there in Louisa Mull's parlor
Frank Mull wns holding Emma Binna
in his arms and comforting her -with
loving words, while ont in the wood
shed Louisa was viciously smashing
the crayon portrait to pieces with an ax..
"I don't know what tempted me to
buy that picture from Simeon's auc
tion." grunted Louisa, pausing to draw
breath. "I wonder what makes me so
hateful to Emma Binns? Somehow,
the idea of having her for a sister-in-law
lg quite pleasant, and Frank's so
happy, and they've been so good about
forgiving me this cut-tip. Well, 'tha
first chance I get I'm going to find out
from Emma where she buys that hair
dye stuff:"
July 22 in American
History.
1701 Death at Marshfleld. Mass.. of
the first white native of New Eng
landw Peregrene White; born on th
rilgrim emigrant ship Mayflower,
in Cape Cod harbor, 1C20.
1864 General James B. McPberson,
commander of the Federal Army
of the Tennessee, killed in resisting
a Confederate sortie before Atlan
ta. Ga.: born 1828.
1900 Russell Sage, the financier, died;
bom 181C.
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