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0}. l& •I* •I* •v tfe P.! A Smart Suit For Travel Winter clothing covered with many wrappings of newspapers aud with the linal wrapping sealed so that it has no opening is moth proof. When peeling cucumbers save the peelings aud put them about the closet shelves, refrigerator or any other place where red ants congregate. They evi dently do not care l'or the odor of cu cumbers. as they quickly disappear when they discover the intruding skins. I'uts, pans and plates which have be come rancid may be effectively clean ed with baking soda or wood ashes and water. Fill the pots with the so lution of cold 'water and soda ashes and heat gradually to boiling. Let boil a few minutes, cool aud then wash with soap and water, l'ans may be put into a dishpau and treated in the same way. Woman and the Home Sphere :*»ss $c&&ta2 8 agsrirSS HHimiss: llisilpji PSSBSsS: Suitable for the traveler or for ordinary wear is the neat tailored suit illustrated here. Jt is of black and while checked material. The coat repre sents the latest style in feminine tailoring and has collar and cuffs of black satin faced with apple green. The skirt is cut along novel lines to give a buttoned over effect. «5» GOOD THINGS TO KNOW. %**f*f****** V? +^+4++^*^+^ The Observing City Kid i/.'r"': "Mothei', look! Journal. MAKING A HAIR RECEIVER. They get their water on a dumbwaiter!" .New 1'ork Can How the Skillful Needlwoman Fashion Pretty One. A pretty chiffon hair receiver may be made by the woman who is at all skillful with a needle. The bottom is made of cardboard cut round, about five inches in diameter. This is first covered with silk and then recovered with chiffon. The bag is made of two thicknesses of chiffon, the lining con trasting with the outer cover. The top of the receptacle is gathered about a small embroidery hoop, both top and bottom being finished with a double l'rill. it is a good plan to make a lining of thin lawn, attaching it to the bag with a few stitches so that it can be remov ed and laundered. A loop of silk cord may be sewed to one side by which to hang the bag. The receiver is very pretty and also absolutely clean, being more convenient than the glass or cliina receiver. iUffirtfi PARAGRAPHS ON STYLE, with linen dresses. The belts are dark aud barbaric iu design. RENOVATING A PARASOL. Discarded Sunshade Can Be Convert ed Into Up to Date Affair. The plain silk parasol purchased last season or the season before can be made over into a fashionable sunshade. This is how it can be done. First, sew a lace iusertiou around the parasol in three bands at equal distances, apart, usiiig a fine needle and very line cot ton or split silk to do the work. Choose two inch wide insertion either of white or ecru lace In a shadow pattern or one of the new ratine effects. Measure the amount of lace required before you purchase it by opening the parasol and with a tapeline finding out the number of inches it takes to encircle the parasol at three given points. Vin the lace bands in place while the parasol Is open wide, taking up the fullness at the top of each band by laying a small plait over each rib. The band nearest the top will have to be sewed in place while the parasol is open wide, but the other two may be done when it Is partly closed and the silk Is not drawn so light, it will make the work much easier. If you wish, a lace edge may be add ed, but this must be very narrow and sewed without any fullness. ON YOUR BAKING DAY. A simple cake icing is made by using orange juice or any other fruit juice and stirring in sufficient confectioner's sugar to have it the right consistency. Ginger Pudding—Put one pint of stale gingerbread in a buttered bak ing dish. Beat one egg slightly, add one pint of "milk and pour over the gingerbread. Bake one-half hour. For a white lady cake use two cup fuls of sugar, two-thirds of a cupful of butter, one cupful of milk, the whites of four eggs, three cupfuls of sifted Hour and a teaspoonful of baking pow der. Mix in lhe usual manner and flavor to suit the taste. Bake in loaf form. Spice Cakes.—Beat together one cup ful of butter and one and a half cup fuls of sugar, adding three beaten eggs, then two cupfuls of liour, one cupful of chopped raisins, one tablespoonful of cinnamon, one grated nutmeg, a half teaspoonful of baking soda and a cupful of milk. Bake in gem pans. GULLIVER THE GIANT. A Game That Is Something Like the Story. If you have read "Gulliver's Trav els" you know about the giant who was found sleeping by the little pyg mies. You know, too, how hundreds of these dwarfs attempted to rope the big fellow lo the ground with their small cords. This game is something like the story. To begin a game every boy has to collect a good pile of dry leaves. Then all of these leaves must be heaped iu one great pile to be used by the dwarfs. One player is a giant, another the mother, while all the rest are dwarf children. The mother and children stand by the pile of leaves, for that is their home. The giant hides behind a tree a it tie way dff. The mother tells the enildren that she is going out aud that they must be careful not to let the giant come into their home. While she is gone Gulliver steals one boy. 'When the mother returns she scolds the other children for letting the giant come in. Then she goes out again, and Gulliver steals another child. This Is kept up until all the children have been stolen. After this the giant lies down, pre tending to be asleep. The other play ers try to cover him with armfuls of leaves. When the last dwarf has thrown his armful 011 the giant, Gulli ver awakens. He tries to catch one of the players, who must be the giant in the new game. Then a new mother is chosen, aud the leaves are put iu a pile for another game.—St. l'aul 1'ioneer Fress. Geography Lesson. It was during a geography lesson, and the teacher explained: "On your right is the south, your left is the north, and in front of you is the east. Now. John, what is behind you?" John studied for a moment: then, frowning, he exclaimed: "1 just knew you'd say something. I. told ma you'd notice the patch on iujr pants!" CAR pLAlTs are appearing iu the skirts blacks us camp bearers she traveled of cloth and linen. into the remotest fastnesses and walk QKF.KN as well us cherry red makes ed or rode for eight or ten hours daily. a etc. hi lift dimming for a black Sometimes she slept at farmhouses or satin or taffeta frock. missions, sometimes in a tent, l.ater ONG separate coats of white ratine visited British Kast Africa and have collars and cuffs of black aud saw white striped whipcord. In 1010, her only companion being young woman again, she went on an GOME pretty little frills are made of L*, .. black spotted tulle, held together "slv® around the neck by a small posy of:' "f JOURNEYS OF WOMEN. Noted Travelers Who Visited Remote Places Unafraid. Baroness von Fuuck. one of Germa ny's most unappeasable of women trav elers, went in 19US, with only a young niece for company, on a journey to Herman East Africa. Wiih twentv 'he Victoria Nyanza country. on nm trlp nd vls ed vlou Jl1',li,u' flowers fe^oOon. .Three months of the summer of "Kill she spent in Kngluml. familiar JJCTTONS of all kinds share honors izing herself with the suft'i •agist organ! with ruchiugs and plaitlngs for gallons and becoming acquainted with trimmings. the women's colleges in Cambridge, tiir 1JELTS of tooled leather nre worn lnml 1,11,1 Newnham. '1 ho prime object a ler travels was to inform herself in so far a9 possible upon the political, industrial and' social status of women In the countries visited. I Another of Germany's globe trotters, the New York Post mentions, is Katha I rina Ziteimann, an author, who has specialized in Greece and Egypt, so to speak. So vivid were her impressions of the latter country that she put them into a novel. Journeying into Andalu sia at the time of the Spanish-Ameri can war, she found everybody convinc ed that any foreigner was English or American, besides which a woman traveling alone was a rara avis in Spain, and for a time suspicion and cu riosity and tradition promised to Inter fere materially with her wanderings about that magic land. Finally, how ever, through social connections, she was able to pursue her way unmo lested. At a later date she went to British India, followed by the injunctions of fearful friends to "look out for tigers." REVISED VERSION. He fought and then ltfi ran away To tight again Another day. That day camo round. He fought anew. Anil soon he found, As such folks Jo. Who turns to (lee Kre his fight's done "Will always be Kept on the run. ...1 Who runs to give •V The light away. Must fltiht to live Another day! -I.lfo. Applet For Insomnia. Teople ought to know that the very best thing the.v can do Is to eat apples just before retiring for the night. Per sons uninitiated in the mysteries of the fruit nre liable to throw up their hands In horror at the visions of dys pepsia which sucli suggestion may sum mon up. but no harm can come even to a delicate system by the eating of ripe and juicy apples before going to bed. The apple, proceeds this authority, Is excellent brain food because it, has more phosphoric acid in easily digest ed shape than any other fruits. It ex cites the action of the liver, promotes soutiu and healthy sleep and thorough ly disinfects the mouth. This is not all. The apple prevents indigestion and throat diseases.—Family Doctor. Make Believe 1 Vw Photo by American Press Association. What would you like to be. little reader, when you grow up, a railroad conductor, maybe, or an.engineer, or a carpenter, or a policeman, or a fire man, or a hodcarrier? The little boy you see in the picture wants to be a hodcarrier. Some of you will say that you wouldn't be one for anything. You may say it Isn't as nice as being a policeman and wearing a natty blue uniform with brass buttons or run- The eager lines in the old man's face smoothed out Into an expression of in difference. lie refilled his pipe and smoked silently until It was quite out. As he finished It and looked up again he caught something in the boy's ex presslou that awakened a sympathetic recollection. "Tell me all about It, kid." His partner laughed a little bitterly. "It isn't much of a story, Mike," he said simply. "I've loved her ever since we used to make mud pies together, it has been understood between us for years that we were to marry some day. Her mother knew all about that too. She never objected until they struck oil on her farm, and she took Agnes to town, and—well, when 1 went down to see her last spring 1 found things very much changed." Our Illustrated Story His Marriage Settlement By ARTHUR M. THOMPSON The old man nodded, and he resumed "1 hung around nearly a week before I got to see Agnes at all. Then It was in her mother's presence. AVe had rather a stormy time of it, I'm afraid. I know I said some very harsh things. Agnes loved me. She admitted it In so many words. But her mother domi nated her, and the girl was afraid to rebel. The best I could do was to wring a promise from the old lady that she would give me a year to make good before she permitted the affair with a corporation lawyer to* go any further. And then—theo was when I came out here." "Expecting to strike It rich, ph?" "I knew that unless I did I wns bound lo lose her forever. There was no chance In the world for me to make $100,(100 in a year I11 Chicago." "Humph grunted the old man cyn ically. "Brilliant move! You quit a city where you're known and leave a profession .voir understand to come out to a wild country you don't know to try to find a fortune that you couldn't recognize if you found It. If you knew 1 he first thing about prospecting it wouldn't seem quite so silly, but you— why, you couldn't tell a strike from a hole In the ground. You young fellows haven't a bit of sense." I "You don't understand, Mike: you don't know anything about it. I knew you wouldn't. I shouldn't have told you"— The old man held up his haud pacif ically. "Oh, well, let's drop It, kid. We've got to get some sleep. I want to be moving early in the morning." Nevertheless long after his compan ion was sleeping soundly the old man lay thinking. He had understood—only too well. Twenty-five years ago Mar ian Penman had laid the alternative before him. "I will never marry a poor man," she declared. "I love you, but I know-too much about poverty to marry you while you are a poor man. I will wait for you, but I will not marry you until ning an express train, but remember I that the hodcarrier has to work hard and face dangers when be climbs tall buildings. No matter what life work you adopt, you, too, probably will have to work hard, and maybe you will be called I upon to face danger. So, after all, If you come up to the mark of the hon est hodcarrier you will be a good sort of citizen. DOG AND MONKEY. IlK'S the sweetest girl In the 1 you are able to support a wife—In good world!" The young fellow snapped the locket and replaced it in his pocket. The old mau nodded un derstandingly, but grimly continued smoking. After a few minutes he 1 knocked the ashes from his pipe and asked abruptly: "What's iter name, kid?" "Agnes," said the boy softly-^-"Agues Morton." a Central Canine Play* a Joke on American Specie*. Simon Is a Central American mon key, owned by a New Orleans man, aud in the same household Is Bruno, a setter dog. Simon torments Bruno in every monkey way imaginable, and the poor, honest fellow only of late has shown his resentment. Simon was taking a quiet siesta, sitting up in a big chair with his head hanging over the sill of an open window, when Bru no came Into the room and at once took in the situation. Without a bark or a whine Bruno mounted upon his hind feet, grasped the sash In his mouth and, with a sharp Jerk, pulled it down, fastening the monkey by the shrilly, but Bruno barked with delight and seemed disgusted when the mon key was liberated by his mistress. Tree Riddles, What tree is formed by two letters of the alphabet? (elm). What tree Is most dapper? Spruce. What tree is the most, melancholy? Weeping willow. What tree is proud of being a parent? Pa paw. What tree is a sorry invalid? more. "^•v buy'anythtag ftell Wmta' go^!" "But the claim is yours!" pasted th» boy. "No, kid It's come too late to be of value to me. This claim has done all for me it can do now except to tlx yom Syca- Wliat tree Is used in building mate rials? Lime. What tree keeps one warm in win ter? Fir. What tree does history make con stant use of? Data. ^fr- style." And so he had left her side and sought the mining district where great strikes were to be made by the lucky few. Who could say but he might be one of the few? Two years he wandered and worked Ineffectually. Then he received a let ter from his sister which shattered hi# dream castle and turned the wine of his hope into the gall of vengeance. Marian Penman had married a wealthy man and gone to a distant state to live. He plunged deeper Into the wild and struck more savagely at the mountain sides with his pick. He would find 11 fortune and return to flaunt it in the face of the faithless woman who had betrayed him. This thought had sus tained him through the barren year*. But the photograph In that boy's locket! It was a perfect likeness of Marian Penman as she was when he knew her. But for the name, Agnes Morton, he would believe them related "It's full of free yoldl" ha cried wildly. In some way. But, pshaw! It couldn't be. He rolled over and resolutely went to sleep. As the partners plied their picks next morning the old man's mind reverted to the picture. "Tell me more about the girl, kid," he said at length. "Tell me what you know about her folks." The boy straightened up and wiped his forehead upon his shirt sleeve. "I know nothing about her father," he answered. "He died Just before they moved to our town. Agnes was three years old then. Her mother had been married twice, they tell me. Her first husband was a man of the nam» of Fowler—George Fowler. He was quite wealthy, but the second husband lost almost everything they had ex cepting the farm." The old man moistened his lips and asked in a strangely harsh volca, "What was the mother's maiden name knew even before the boy an swered him. "Marian Penman. Her people lived in some little place in Indiana, I be lieve—some village of the name of Olancey." The landscape whirled before the oI(li mau. Blindly he lifted his pick and! struck at the face of the cliff befor® htm a terrific blow that shattered his pick handle and left the Iron part ofi the tool sticking fast In the rock. "A confounded hornet Bung past mjr face, and 1 struck wild at him," w&a Ills plausible excuse. It took five minutes of hard prying to wrench that pick loose, and when it came away a section of the rock rolled down with it. Before the hole In the cliff which this exposed the old man dropped on his knees and gasped. "It's full of free gold!" he cried wild ly. "It's alive with It, boy! This is the biggest strike that's been made la these hills for ten years!" They went through the formality of getting dinner, but neither could eat. The old man smoked silently for half an hour while the boy packed up. Fi nally he laid down his pipe and spoke. "You make a bee line for the regis tration office, kid, and locate this claim In your own name. See? And then you hike for Leadvllle and hunt up Jim Green. Everybody there knows Jim. You won't have any trouble In finding him. Show him this and don't take less than $150,000 for your righto in this claim. He'll pay It all right" He passed a hastily scrawled note aa he spoke. "This note will fix Jim all right He's been staking me for years, and he'll Out so you can go back and many Agnes. Take it as a marriage settle ment I want the hills and the hunt for another strike. I don't want the gold. It has no value for nra. I'll hold the claim down till you get back, and then to the hills again tot me!" And he insisted upon carrying thla program out to the letter. Gold had lost its value as far as he waa con cerned. In a way he had outwitted the woman who had tinned against him. But as to the boy. and them. '-, 5 'vfl ^•i 'V' *1 'M S. -i&PlpS ft? 4r% 1 •for.