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f Woman's Half Victory in
Pittsburg
t The Old and the New
ing Show Woman's
WNtMW Ey William Hard Jj ' m-Q
ODAV, In the stogy
Women and only 4ii3
T LY LARGE 'TRl'ST" FACTORIES, IN WHICH 1HL WSl
I WORD IN CHEAP, QUICK PRODUCTION HAS 13EEN
I SPOKEN. i'HKltE ARE l,Ui'5 WOMEN AND EXACTLY
I TEN MEN. .
On the one hand Uicre Is the male hand-stogy-maKcr.
He Just takes tobacco leaves and, with his own hands, with
out th llln nf tnarhlnoi nr ven Of tools (except a knife
and a clip), constructs, all by himself, a complete smoke. It took hlin a long
time to learn how to do that. On the other hand, the most nearly perfected
type of the teaniand-machlae process, which 1( takjng his place, and which
makes of his single, complete operation a triple orr v
The girl who begins the process Is not a stogy-maker at all. She Is only
a "bunch-breaker." With the help of her machine she gives the Inside .filler
leaves of the stogy their first outside covering, the 'binder." The second
outside covering, the "wrapyer" is still to be put on.
Then the half-dressed Uosles, instead of being "shaped" deftly and deli
cately by the finKcrtlps 0f a craftsman, are rushed and squeezed Into fort
by "molds" and "presses."
The finishing touches are put on by a most Ingenious machine called
"suction-table. It Is full of litle holes through which currents of air, sucked
downward, straighten out the tobacco leaf, and hold It taut and fiat while a
die. descending, cuts It Into exactly the right size. The "suction-table" (Mr.
Ruskln would have called It a vampire) sucks the last few drop of blood
from, the art and craft of stogy-making. The girl at the "suction-table" takea
the piece of tobacco designed for her by the machine and "rolls" it around
the half-flnlshed stogy, giving It Its "wrapper" and thus completing it.
TWO GIRLS AND THREE MACHINES HAVE NOW DONE WHAT ONE
MAN DID BEFORE. THEY HAVEN'T DONE IT SO WELL, BUT THEY
HAVE DONE IT FASTER AND CHEAPER. And there you have a little
social revolution happening before your eyes. Women have driven men Into
a corner In the stogy trade In Pittsburg and they have done l through their
natural affinity wwh the most modern, the most mechanical and automatic,
the most simplified and cheapened factory processes.
Of the 468 men In the stogy factories of Pittsburg, 168 are still complete
hand-stosyrnakers. Of the 2.211 women In the sogy factories of Pittsburg,
only twelve have become hand-stogy-makers and they make Italian stogies,
which are held together along the side with paste and have no finish at either
end. The victory in Pittsburg, therefore, has been only a partial victory.
Woman has got Into Industry, but not by excelling, or equalling, man's tech
nique. Everybody's.
Better Field
Ev Mme. Cross Mewhouse, Founder of the
AM not thoroughly convinced that the women ol the East are
vet renriv fnr tho hallnf Tho West la mors SfSresSlVe thSJl
IS the East, and its women with their ballot Is the greatest
i proof of that statement,
In every other sense of the term "equal rights" I am a firm
believer In it. Women should have, as they do have, equal
opportunity In professional, business and Intellectual life
with men. They are advancing along all these llnef and are
abreast of men. In art utid In ethics I believe women are
1
In the vanguard, but I cannot see that at the present time New York women
are ready for the ballot. Their day will come, but It must not
come too rapidly. Political education and economics are matters th,at have
taken years for men to grasp in their highest meanings, and the woman vots
to become a power must be an intelligent, carefully considered asset to the
common good.
At the present time I believe a matter far more Important to women as
class than the getting of the ballot is her active and sympathetic work with
the wage-earning woman and the women whose limited means makes It neces
sary for them to battle for subsistence In the lowliest walks of life. The wo
man of leisure Vho wants to make her life count should reach her hand out,
and not down, to these women. She should Interest herself in bettering the
conditions and environments of those women. She should asBUt them to get
better beds, freer air and more material comfort for themselves and the
children depending upon them. Greater than the ballot will the Influence of
such women be In this great Empire State. The ballot will come, but women
must first be prepared to meet the great responsibilities incumbent upon
the voter.
'Reflections of a Bachelor
Girl
Ey Helen
MAN'S shoulders are
padded.
You'd think every
i yf I critical way In which he sizes up the women.
W I Men Bay tDey tale an'tDtn8 Ioud about a woman; Jt
IV w I mu8t De disgust that makes them always turn around to
stare after a peroxide
The saddest sight
sew on a button with a blunt needle and a piece of string.
There are some men who, before marriage, will risk their lives to pick
up your parasol from in front of a whizzing automobile who wouldn't get off
the sofa after marriage to pick up anything you might drop, from a bint to
the baby.
A husband gets so used to bis wife's conversation that after a while It
doesn't Interrupt his reading of the newspaper any more than the punklng
in the steam pipes.
Of course men admire a circumspect woman above all things, but they
seldom invite her out to supper.
Nothing bores a mnn worse than the devotion of the girl before the last
Love .letters lead to all sorts of complications, but post cards tell no
tales. New York Evening World.
A Philanthropist.
"James,"' protested the father,
"what do you mean by' boring holes
into that big tree?"
"Father, I'm a benefactor," said
the boy, giving his auger a few more
vicious turns, "I'm making knot
holes in baseball' fences for poor
boys." Puck, i
1 .
Two years Is the life of the aver
age spider.
Process in Stogy Mak
Place in Industry I
factories of 1'lttsburg, there aie
men. AND IN THREE PARTICULAR-
Than Politics I
Beaux Jlrts Club .wl1yt3
Rowland
not always as broad as they're
man waa a beautv show from h
blonde.
on earth Is an old bachelor trying to
Punished.
Mrs. Greene "I hear young Jones
has married?"
Mr. Browne "Good! I never did
like that man." The Independent.
In the last 11 years, according to
officially reported returns, the city of
Leeds, England, has earned a profit
or $j,60u,OuO form Its municipality,
owned tramways, water works, gas
works and electric II t tit plant.
f THE HAT OF
DY IVIE HERSTET.
a
I pointed to a gray wisp of ma
terial, soft and filmy, that lay on ber
bed.
"What Is that?" I questioned.
She was before the looking glass
rolling her hair Into little shining
curls with deft fingers.
"That," she said, "Is my new
dress."
"Your what?" I said ungrammatic
ally. But Daphne knows when I
want to be sarcastic, and she did not
answer; Instead she turned and
looked lovingly at the gray wisp.
"There' Is not much of it," I re
aiarked, "so I suppose It was not ex
pensive?" "Mme. Esme charges more for that
very reason," she said; "ycu see, It
kss got to look lesM than It really is."
"Logically, you are talking non
sense, dear," I said gently, "but never
mind. You have got a new muff, I
see, as well, naughty child, that was
very extravagant of you."
Daphne had not been taking much
otice. I am merely her elder sis
ter, and only useful in emergencies,
but now she turned round quickly
and regarded me with scorn.
"Muff," she said. "What do you
mean?"
I pointed dramatically to a large
ermine blob that lay upon a chair
la a nest of tissue paper. It was very
large,' and shaped something like a
Busby, or a cross between a Turkish
fes and a Cossack's wbat-you-may-all.
Daphne smiled charmingly; her
smile Is proverbial.
"That's my'new hat; Isn't it love
ly?" "Hat?" I said.
"Don't be absurd, Elizabeth; of
course, It's a hat the newest, new
estest hat from Mme. Esme's. I'm
going to wear it to-morrow at the
Bazaar with my gray costume. It
suits me a ravlr, madame says; there
was only one other like it in her
"shop."
"Has mother seen It?" I asked.
A shade passed over Daphne's face,
a little shadow of trouble.
"N no, mother hasn't exactly seen
It, I told her I had bought a toque,
for she said It was so nice of. the
Duchess to ask us to help her at the
Bazaar; that I ought to have some
thing nice and quiet to go In, because
the Duchess Is well known for her
philanthropy, and is sure to dress
plainly."
"But it Isn't a toque, dear," I said.
"Madame called It a Russtofez
turke, so that is near enough; be
sides,, -It's, sweet,- and' I love- it,"- s'te
said, and crooned over-the absurd
thing.
On the morning of the day we had
been calling the "Bazaar Day" for
the last week I went into Daphne's
bedroom to borrow some hairpins. I
found her lying at full length on her
bed bathed In the most heartbreaking
tears, her pretty balr was all rough
and untidy at least, all I could see
of It.
"Whatever Is the matter, Daphne?"
I Inquired in a resigned voice.
"My hat," sobbed Daphne.
I leaned over the foot of the bed
with a sigh.
What about It?" I questioned.
"Mother's seen It! "
"I thought so," I commented sage
ly; "tell me about It."
Only sobs came from the mass of
fair hair and crumpled white muslin
and blue ribbons on the bed.
"Look here," I said, "your eyes will
be awful red for the afternoon If you
don't stop crying, and you'll look
simply hideous." My strategy suc
ceeded. Daphne sat up at once. Her
cheeks were very pink, and her eyes
full of tears. But the lids were
neither red nor swollen,
"I I took it down and showed it
to mother, and she asked asked
what on earth It was. I said it was
a hat, and she said, 'Stuff and. non
sense! you look like like a Carlb
bee Islander!' "
"Daphne!" I cried, and I'm afraid
I laughed.
She dabbed her eyes with a
crumpled lace handkerchief.
"I said I didn't care I would go
In It. I said It was smart, and pretty,
and French so It Is."
"Mme. Esme will change It," I sug
gested. Daphne's eyes opened wide with
horror.
"Change It! Elizabeth you heart
less, cruel thing how can you?"
"Well, mother will never let you
wear it. What else did she say?"
Dauhne slipped from the bed and
stood facing me defiantly. f
"She said if I wore it the Duchess
would , think I was a (third-rate
actress, but If I went neatly dressed
oh, how awful that sounds!" she
turned her pretty eyes up to the cell
ing "I should make a good Impres
sion, and would probably be asked to
stay at The Towers. She said that
If I Wore the hat I should be ruining
my chances of the Duchess taking us
Up. Do you know, Elizabeth, I think
mother Is a 'real worldly woman."
"And what did you say?" I asked.
frM t was rather cheeky
she Mid. penitently. "I said I wished
I fcad bought the fifteen guinea hat.
because it was much bigger and much
more elaborate than the ten guinea
one, and if I bad bought It I should
have worn It: I said I didn't see why.
because a silly old Duchess chooses
to dress like a charwoman, that I,
who do know how to put my clothes
on, should appear In a black cape
and elastic side-boots."
"Then there's nothing more to be
said," I remarked as I went out.
I knew that Daphne's naughtiness
would bring on one of mother's ner
vous headaches. If ever we do any
thing she doesn't approve she always
Indulges In one I say "Indulges" be
cause generally we do what she wants
If we see signs of one coming on,
and deep in my innermost heart I
think they are used as a mild form
of birch now we are grown up.
But the afternoon of the Bazaar
Daphne was really very heartless. I
was sitting beside mother's couch in
ths darkened drawing room bathing
her aching brow with eau de cologne
rags for I could not go to the
Bazaar and leave her when the door
opened and Daphne entered. She
wore her gray wisp, a slender, deli
cate gown, which fitted her tightly,
and fell in wonderful folds about her
hips; her lovely face, with its sea
blue eyes ttnd -crimson mouth, was
just rose flushed with excitement,
and on the sunshine of her fair hair
the bat was poised.'
"Goodby," she said, "and take
great care of Xnummle, Elizabeth,"
Then the door closed softly, and
she was gone.
"We are utterly ruined," groaned
mother. "Oh, If only I had obedi
ent daughters; Daphne Is really too
trying! And Mrs. Howard Jones will
be there, dressed in a nurse's uni
form, which Is sure to appeal to ths
Duchess at once. Oh dear, why did
n't Daphne wear her black serge and
a quiet hat!"
"But Daphne Is quite charming,"
I tald, wringing out another rag and
placing it on the burning forehead,
"and perhaps the Duchess will take
a fancy to her."
"My dear," said mother, "do you
know that Her Grace has founded
twelve cots, and is president of a
Girls' Tract Society, and ever so
many more things she has two
grown-up sons," she added thought
fully. "If they are at the Bazaar it'll
be all right," I said at once.
Mother sighed despairingly "Oh,
men always admire her; it wouldn't
matter If she wore a sack as far as
they are concerned, but the Duchess
that Is quite another matter."
It must have been several hours
later when a taxi buzzed up to the
door, and a soft rustle with a fra
grance of white violets announced
Daphne's home coming.
She flung the drawing room door
open and tossed a great bouquet of
pale pink roses ou to a chair; then
she opened her arms with a dramatic
gesture and said;
"It is well."
"Good havens, child, are you
mad?" cried mother. "How did It
go off? No don't tell me, I'm sure
it was dreadful," and she stopped up
her ears. Daphne ran forward and
knelt by the sofa; she took her moth
er's hands determinedly in her own
soft ones. "Now listen," she said,
"while I preach a little sermon. Ah,
how much wiser our dear, kind, silly
mothers would be if they would leave
everything in the hands of their
worldly, designing daughters."
"Oh, don't keep us tn suspense,"
almost shrieked poor mother; "tell
us the worst."
"Well," said Daphne, "to begin
I confessed I could not make a red
fianel jacket to save my life. The
Duchess said she was so glad, be
cause Bbe couldn't either; she said
she couldn't thread needles. We
talked about bridge, aud the Duchess
asked me who made my gown. She
said I was a dear, and would you let
me go anC-stay with her for the
shooting?" Daphne grew reminis
cent. "Her son. Lord McLean, was
there; he Is rather a nice boy," she
said musingly.
"Eut Daphne, we thought" I
broke in; she motioned me to si
lence. "Tho Duchess and he and I had
tea together In a Jolly little tent, and
we laughed at all the funny philan
thropic people. I told them about
Mr;. Howard Jones, and the Duchess
asked her to what hospital she be
longed. You should have seen her
face! Daphne went off into rlples
of laughter.
"Explain, explain! " I cried.
"You know that other hat at Mme.
Esme's, the fifteen guinea one that I
wanted?"
"Yes yes!"
Daphne's eyes were downcast and
her maner demure.
"The Duchess had it on," she said.
The Throne and Country.
!
A ltequest.
A parent who evidently dlsap
approves ' of corporal punishment
wrote the teacher:
"Dear Miss Don't hit our John
nie. We never do it at home except
in self-defense." Sacred Heart Review.
1,1MB FOR BEETLES.
Flea-ksetles have la recent yea
been very destructive to young c&.
bage, radish and turnip pjants. To
bacco dust, applied freely, will usual.
Jy drive ths pest away. Plaster flavl
ered with Paris green, or slug-shot,
will also help In most cases. Llm
freely appHed will dispose ot th
radish, cas'sag and onion maggot.
CARE OF THE CHBRRT.
The cherry needs, but little prun.
Ing, and Is, In fact, easily injured by
cutting the main limbs. Such work
as is generally needed sliould be eon.
tned to thinning the trait spurs i
the top ot ths trees ana the ketilni
f the centre o'pn. The outside llabi
will droop more or less and this
chows that the trunk seeds ihtia.
The finest cherries are asually grews
n these under limbs la the deepest
shade and proves- that while the
cherry delights In a warm soli m
sunny slops It has a way of its ow
ot protecting the fruit and does not
require pruning 11k the pes.cn ao4
apple. Farmers' Home Journal,
GOOSEBERRY BUSHES.
Keep an eye on th currant and
gooseberry bushes. After th first
new leaves come, examlns th bushes
daily; and the moment yo see
currant worm, get busy. The sim
plest, best rmdy is a solution ot
one ounce ot fresh white hellebore Is
three gallons of water, sprinkled or
sprayed oa th bushes when th first
worms appear. Delay means disas
ter, for ths ravtnoss worms, left
unmolested a few days, will strip a
bush of all its follag. and lh j.
what avail Is ratmt? A secou?
brood ot th worms sometimes p-
pears, which nealtat a second
dose ot poison. Farmers'- Horn
Journal.
BUTTER FAT SUBSTITUTES.
At th Nebraska station tests have
been mad to dtrmln whether or
cot corn oil could be substituted tor
the fat removed in skimming th
milk, but unsatisfactory results wer
secured.
It Is always well to teach the call
to eat bay and grain as soon as posil- ,
ble. With the dairy calf this grain
Tnfttur should consist ot equal parts
of cornmeal, wheat bran and Unseed
raesl. The salt shoal 1 sot be per
mitted to become fat, btt should b
maintained tn a thrifty, growing con
dition. A handful of th mlxtor
laced In. th feed trough before th
calf will soon get ft In the habit of
lbbllng at th grain and from then
ou It will tat more and .more each
day. Weekly Witness.
HOW TO 60W B KAN'S.
Everyon wants snaps, but most
farmers content themselves with on,
planting. . Th Refugee bean Is best
for early planting, as It la a little
more hardy than other. Later, plant
Valentls. Plant just anough tor
temporary supply, and as soon ts
these ar well up, plant .more and
keep this up till September. Then,
If you have a lot of green pods when
frost threatens, gather them and put
them In ston Jars In strong brine,
and you can sake them out sll win
ter and soak over night In fresh wster
and they ar just as good next day as
fresh ones, and you oan hare them
all winter.
Plant Lkna bean Ip rows like
snaps and gather the green beans as
fast as ready. Do not let them ripes
for they will stop bearing, but it
regularly gathered as fast as ready,
they will bear all summer. Any sur
plus ot green beans can b dried tor
winter use and will be better than
ripe ones. Farmers' lom JounaL
A PLEA FOR THE LAWN.
How much mor attractive the
country homes would appear it
would see that the grass be kept
mowed closely with th$ lawnpwer,
not once or twice during the summer,,
but quite frequently! say every week
or two. Country people are usutllf
very busy throughout the summer
and fall months, but It a little special
effort Were made each and every one
t us could soon get our lawns in
such condition that thy would not
require a great amount of time or
labor to keep them green and velvety.
But the grass should be mowed fre
quently; If not the weeds grow rapid
ly, and eventually kill it out.
The Well-kept lawn, with It"
smooth green sod, a flower bed ot
two In some pretty design U.at meets
the fancy, a few climbing vfnes, som
roses, lilacs and other -shrubs make
even the most homely and unpreten
tious abode take on an allurement
and attractiveness that the fines'
architecture cannot Rive.
There Is everything In envlron-
' ment, and we owe It to ourselves a'"3
to our children to surround the hom
,with all that ts good ami true a': l
beautiful; and when we do, our 1'v"f
will be made much brlcbier'anJ I'-""
pier thereby. EIie Ked T-k, in t-1'
In .'It it, Fpi Ui';r.

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