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A Lesson for the Girls
By Hope Daring
(l.'opyrluht, by JohcdIi li. UowIoh.)
Tho Dallies Winn seated at tholr
midday dinner when a neighbor's boy
unceremoniously pushed open tlio
creon door and tossed In a letter.
"(Sot your mall, 'Mia' Dalley." lio
railed out as ho ran off.
Mrs. Dalley, a little railed blonde,
I oinod and picked up the envelope.
"If from Katherlno, girls," sho cried,
hor voice not quite steady.
Bernico, I ho eldest daughter, hold
nut her hand. "J will read It, mam
ina," .she Haiti. speaking In a command
liiK although well bred voice.
Mrs. Dalloy handed her the letter.
To bo Hurc, It was addressed to her
Mcsir, but Ileatrlco attended to the ar
falra or the entire household.
Ileatrlco was 211, tall and onset, she
resembled her mother, only her eyoH
And hair were darker, and she lind
the air of one born to command. Bcr
nice, three yearn Beatrice's Junior,
was tho beauty of the family. Sho
was Htnall and dark, with spnrkllng
race, and long-lashed, Spanish eyes.
(Nadya wuh 18, and looked Hko her
mother. She was mimical and atnbl
Hoiih, tholr limited meaiiH alone pre
venting tho thorough cultivation of
her gift.
Tho lettor was from Siva. Dnlloy'B
ulster and only near relative, MrB.
Katherlno Dillon, who had been for
yean; abroad with an Invalid husband.
Mr. Dillon had died several months be
fore, and tho return of tho sister and
.luul. had boon eagerly looked forward
to by tho Dalloys.
"Why don't you read It aloud?"
(lot nice asked petulantly, as Beatrice
turned another loaf of the letter.
"Oil, I always knew life held some
thing lor mo besides existence hero
In Uainlln," the elder sister exclaimed,
1 ' n-. 1
M Tell You I Have Decided to Adopt
Your Mother."
her faco aglow with excitement. "Lis
ton to Aunt Katherlno's letter:
" 'Dear Blstor: I will arrlvo In Ilnnillii
on or about tho totith and will probably
roinaln a month. I Iouk to look iu;utu In
your faco, Margaret, for it Ih 12 yearn
Hi noe wo mot. Now that 1 am alorui In
lh world, my heart turns to you and
your doar daughters. I almost envy you,
later. I would gladly rIvo my wealth
for your Rlrls, I am Kolnij to borrow ono
or your treasures for tho winter at. least.
Which ono wo will decide after I have
had an opportunity of bccomliiR acoualnt-
d with them. I shall spend tho winter
olthor In Florida or southern California,
and am miro I can malco the season a de
lightful ono for a Oood-hyo, deari'Ht
' Hlntor. I shall hao much lo tell you
when wo moot, Lo.'n Id all.
" 'YouranVouonato sister.
" 'KATIII3UINR DILLION.' "
"Of couibo sho'll tako mo," Bernico
ei led, a crimson Hush stulnlng her
! ollvo cheek. ".luBt think of dozens of
now drosses and a winter In a fashion
ablo southern rosort!"
Gladys sat bolt upright and openet
her palo-bluo oyos to their greatest ox
tent. "I don't sea why you should bo
so suro. Aunt Katherlno loves music,
and whon Bho knows bow onger I am
to study under tho better masters"
"Don't, dispute, glrhr, it's vulgar."
Ileatrlco Bald. "Mamma, a cup of
fresh tea, please. You all seont to
forgot that I am tho oldest and
strongly resemble Aunt Kalhorlue."
Mrs. Dalloy Blghed as she hurried
out. to tho liltchcn after hot water for
Uoatrico's tea. No ouo remembered
hor own deep joy at tho coming of
Katherlno.
"Hut I nni selfish to think about
myself," sho concluded when dlnnor
was ovor and sho began clearing the
table "Katherlno wilt bo as proud
of my daughters nH I ant. No, girls, I
don't noed any help. I can do tho
dlflhoa."
The next fow days wore busy ones.
Aa tho exact date I of Mrs. Dillon's ar
rival wan uncortaln, tho Dailoys ro
aolvod to bo ready at the earliest pos
alblo tlmo whon she could be looked
for.
Sho arrived at nlno In tfi morning,
mid walked tin from tho depot. Mar
garet Dillon was a woman of 40.
Her form was slender but gracefully
poised. Her faco was much like that
of Ileatrlco, but tho years had brought
to It lines of thought as well as to
her bluo-gray eyes a nerope light.
"Aunt Katherlno," both girls ex
claimed, hurrying forward.
Mrs. Dillon greeted her nieces af
fectionately. Gladys heard tho hum of
voices and came running down, her
bow was still In her hand.
When tho aunt could make herself
heard, sho snld soUly: "You forget,
my dears, that I want your mother."
Mrs. Dalloy was busy In the kitch
en. Through tho opon door, Kath
erlno caught a glimpse of her. Spring
ing forward, sho caught her In a close
embrace.
There was a moment's silence.
Then Mrs. Dillon held bor sister at
arm's length and cnrofully studied her
face. Mrs. Dalley waa worn and wan,
sho wore a faded but clean print
press; hor sleeves were rolled up
above her elbows, nnd specks of
Hour clung to hor toll hardened bauds.
Katherlno Dillon's keen eyes noted
the warm kitchm. Then she glanced
at tho three girls. "What have you
been doing with your mother, girlies?
It is not only that she Is warm and
tired, but what lias brought this old
look? You are only 40, Margaret, and
should be a comparatively young
woman."
Tho days went by. Mrs. Dillon's
comfort and pleasure was so doftly
ministered lo that she could not bo
grateful enough to tho bright-faced
girls whom sho was learning to love.
Tho only drawback to her enjoyment
was her disappointment regarding her
sister.
What was wrong? Kathorlnc did
not doubt hor sister's lovo. Hut the
hours of companionship sho had look
ed forward to were few and unsatis
factory. Mrs. Dalley spent tho great
est part of her time In tho kitchen.
When not there, sho waa silent, hor
daughters evidently not expecting her
to. take part, in the conversation. She
seldom wont into society, read llttlo,
and was really "behind the times."
Mrs. Dillon gave the matter much
thought. She saw that the girls were
much surprised when sho expected
tholr mother to tako her rightful
pltico both at home and in the society
of the little place. It was not eaBy
to tell whore the fault lay.
A month passed. Soptcmbor gavo
place lo October and the air grew
crisp nnd Invigorating.
"A week more," Mrs. Dillon an
nounced ouo morning at tho breakfast
table, "a week more of pleasure.
Then wo must decide which of you
is to go with mo, and I must hie me
away to Chicago to provide a suitable
outfit for myself and my companion."
It was tho first time sho had direct
ly mentioned the matter. The color
deeponed in each girl's cheeks, but
they made no reply. Thoy had all
grown very fond of their aunt, and a
winter with her had many attractions.
The week that Mrs. Dillon had man-
tloned wenl by. They wore again at
the breakfast table when the southern
trip was referred to.
"i shall start on Thursday," Kath
erlno snld. "Now as to who Is to go
with mo."
Sho paused and retlectlvoly stirred
her coffee. "Girls, I hopo you will
all bo satisfied when T toll you I
havo decided to adopt your mother."
No ono spoke. Tito canary trilled
gayly, a passing wagon rattled along
thu street, and Mrs. Dillon' finished
hor graham gem with apparent rel
ish. Then she wont on:
"i mean It, girls. I don't know
whose fault It Is, but thoro 1b some
thing wrong In your homo. Instead of
being your friend and confidante, In
blond of being petted and caro for,
instead of enjoying tho Indian summer
of her llfo, your mother Is a kitchen
drudge. More than this she la fast
approaching n broken-down nnd love
less old ago. She may be aa much
to biame as any one. 1 am going to
make ono offort to bring sunshine Into
hor life. 1 shall tako her to Chicago
and purchaso her a supply of suitable
ami dainty clothing. Then I shall
carry her to tho south for tho wlntor.
She shall rest, read, enjoy pretty
things and bright people, and bo lovod
and pettetl. In the spring she shall
come back to you If you desorvo
her."
"Oh, Katherlno, don't," cried tho
mother. "I couldn't leavo my girls
alone, and besides t would rather thoy
should havo tho pleasure."
"Aunt Hester Main, my housekeep
er, 1b to come and spend the wlntor
here," was Katharine's cool reply.
About your going, let tho girls speak
for themuolves."
Another pause. Then tho latent
nobleness of Margaret Datloy's daugh
ters asserted itself.
lleatrlne arose and went round to
her aunt. "Wo want her to go. Thank
you, Aunt Kath( rlno. You havo taught
us a lesson, and wo needed It."
Bernico added: "Wo will try to de
serve her whon she comes back."
Gladys caught her mother in her
arms. "Precious llttlo mamma! Wo
do lovo you, oven if wo havo been so.
careless."
Mrs. Dillon's programme was car
ried out. The lesson was, as Beatrice
had said, a needed one; but, like
many such, tho learning of it was not
pleasant. A quiet wlntor at home,
sharing the duties that had been too
long relegated to tho mother, contrast
ed sharply with the pleasures each
had confidently expected for herself.
Thoy missed and longed for tho gen
tlo presonco they had so llttlo prized.
Tho mother and aunt, hnppy in each
other, yot anxious for tho real wol
faro of tho girls at home, knew that
a womanly care for the happiness of
othern was being developed lu tho na
ture of Margaret Dallcy's daughters.
The reform was a thorough one. In
tho spring the mother went bnck to
bo the real mistress of her home and
tho loved mother of her proud daughters.
MORE ABOUT MARS
Swiss Naval Wars.
Iteferences to l ho Swiss navy arc
usually Jocular; but it Is nono tho less
a fact that ships of war once flontod
and oven fought on the waters of the
Lake of Geneva.
The great fleet was that of the duke
of Savoy, who at tho beginning of tho
fourteenth century maintained a num
ber of war galleys armed with rams
ami protected by turrets and propelled
by a crew of oarsmen varying in num
ber from 40 to 72. These vessels be
sieged Versolx and even blockaded
Geneva.
Hut Geneva also bad a fleet which
helped In tho capture of Chllon in
Ifiilfi; and whon tho Bernese annexed
tho Canton of Vaud they too had their
flotilla. Tholr largest vessel was the
Great Bear, with 04 oarsmen, eight
guns, nnd 150 fighting men.
The Appreciative Word.
ThlB old world would be a happier
place If wo made it a habit to tell
our friends of tho nice things we hear
about them. We all know how pleas
ant it is to hear things of that sort.
The employer who appreciates and
occasionally praises the work of his
employe gets far better results than
tho ono who novor takeH tho trouble
to recognize tho well-meant offorts of
those whom ho employs. It Is so in
every kind of work.
SOME DEDUCTIONS FROM RECENT
OBSERVATIONS OF PLANET.
Prof. Lowell More Than Ever Con
vinced That There Is Intelligent
Life Upon Heavenly
Body.
There is scarcely more fascinating
subject to absorb the attention than
speculations whether or not there is
life on Mara. Mars is tho nearest
planet sucoiUlblc to observation, for,
although tho orbit of Venus lies nearer
that of tho earth, It is novor possible
to see Its full disk. Speculation about
Mars, then. Is naturally In order, be
cause, although only once in fifteen
years the planet reae.ltes its nearest
apposition to tho earth, It may bo
viewed in a fairly satisfactory manner
most of tho time. Tho strange mark
high which appear on the surface, of
tho ruddy planet are so mysterious
that they challenge tho speculative
powcra of almost every observer.
To these strange niarUlucs may ho
assigned most of tho modern interest
in tho earth's great neighbor. It is
entirely upon them that evidence has
been adduced by Prof. Lowell to show
that there la Intelligent life upon
Mars. From his data obtained In his
observatory he deduces that they are
artificial, and, consequently, the work
of Intelligence.
Observation shows that tho markings
are subject to changes. It has been
found that thoy are, for tho great part,
n parallel linos. From what wo know
of natural markings upon our own
globe and its satellite this is regarded
as unlikely to have a natural origin.
On the other hand, there are so many
astronomers who fail to accept this
view that it cannot be said to be re
garded as established.
Recently Mars was In closer prox
imity to the earth than it had been
for in years. At this tlmo Prof. Low
ell obtnlncd some remarkable photo
graphs on which are shown tho mark
ings on tho surface of the planet. This
s a triumph In one way at least, for
t forever disposes of the view that
tho markings were not on tho planet
but were nothing more or less than
in illusion. It Is true that many emi
nent astronomers who have pointed
their telescopes at Mars havo con
fessed tholr Inability to see tho so-
called canals. With photographic ev
idence thoro no longer can bo doubt of
their existence, and those observers
who, do not sec them whon they look
at the planet will bo forced lo confess
a weakness of vision.
But while some English astronomers
now admit the photographic evidence
presented lo them, thoy sill loath to
believe tho canals are tho work of in
tolligent beings inhabiting Mars.
Prof. Lowell has given some of his
reasons for believing that Mars is in
habited by Intelligent life. "Now, with
Mars," ho says, "tho state of things
accords completely with what is tlo
nutudod ror tho existence of llfo. Tho
climate Is one of extreme, whoro con
siderable heat treads on tho heels of
great cold, as tho surface shows con
clusively. In summer and during tho
day It must bo decidedly hot.
"Indeed, tho conditions appear to bo
such as put a premium upon life of a
high order. Tho Martian year helnp:
twice as long as our own, tho summer
there Is proportionately extended.
"Another point, too, is worth con
sidering. In an aging world where
living conditions have grown moro dif
ficult, mentality must characterize its
He Knew.
Self-made Man (to highly educated
grandson) Well, Teddy, my boy, what
do you learn at school?
Teddy Latin and Greek nnd French
and algebra.
Self-made Man Ho, Indeed! And
what's tho algebra for cabbage?
Tld-Bita.
Sudden Changes.
Evelyn I hear that Hoggy Windy
called his new motor boat tho Lobster
George Yes; but It Isn't a lobster
now.
Kvelyn Why not?
George Because It turned turtle
Harper's Wookiy.
If you aro witty, bo sure that your
wit Is always Innocent and kindly.
EC
IPO?
Lowell Observatory at Tacubaya from
Which the Planet Has Been Studied.
beings more and more in order for
them to survive, and would, In conse
quence, tend to be evolved. To find,
therefore, upon Mars highly intelli
gent life is what its state would lead
one to expect."
Of the canals he has this to say:
"Thoy cannot be rivers, as Proctor
advanced, because of their peculiar
straightness. Nor can thoy bo cracks,
because of their uniform size. Their
unbroken character Is another fatal
objection to this argument.
Suggestive of design as tholr very
appearance Is, the idea of artificiality
receives further sanction from moro
careful consideration on at. least eight
counts:
"First. Their straightness.
"Second. Tholr Individually uniform
size.
"Fourth. The dual charactor of
somo of them.
"Fifth. Their position to tho fiuv
dameutal planetary features.
"Sixth. Tholr relation to tho oases.
"Seventh. Tho character of these
oases.
"Eighth. Thu systematic network
ing by both canals and oases of tho
whole surface of tho planet."
ON A DUTCH CANAL
FEATURES OF A TRIP ON ONE OF
THE SLOW-MOVING BOATS.
interesting Sights and Experiences
Whirling Windmills, Level Green
ness, and Black and White Cat
tle to Be Seen Everywhere.
ttf Pay
By ETHEL BARRYMORE.
Actreit.
Many people will say
that t lie I hen tor is for rec
reation and amusement,
and Iho entire dismissal
of any menial effort on
the part of the audience,
tt is of course all of thai,
and I hero are many Tem
ples of Thespis filled with
laughter and music and
song where such diversions are offered. Mut surely there is also a great
purpose in the drama, and any hig quest ion affecting a great class of (ho
people of Iho world should surely prove oC great in tercet and value to those
who take the theater seriously.
The follies and injustices of the limes aro the dramatists' themes and
tools. When they are skillfully handled tlioy never miss their aim. Sheri
dan's "Kivals" did more lo suppress the blustering, oath-cracking swagger
ncss of his period than a thousand tracts could have done. .
To refute tho popular idea that this
Is a hurrying world, wheroln Is to bo
met naught but bustle and unrest,
one has only to step on board a
Dutch canal boat, say at Dolft, and
travel by its slow-moving stages to
Rotterdam. The quay at Delft is a
quaint spot, little altered slnco Ver
meor painted his Immortal picture of
it; to reach it ono must tread tile
paved ways where the canals wind,
bordered by blossoming llmo trees In
July, whore vigorous servant, maids
come to draw buckets of water on
long poles for their furious sousing of
doorstops and house-fronts as ono goes
by warily. A weather-beaten canal
boat awaits; half-a-dozen carpet
seated stools provide accommodation
for tho luxurious tourist aboard tho
Johanna Maria. At tho other end
gather a group of bluo-bloused peas
ants, all smoking fat pipes, a cargo of
baskets, market produce and bales of
merchandise. After a great deal of
puffing from tho short black funnel
amidships, and tho clanging of a brass
bell in the stern, wo are off. The
chief mate, aftor ringing tho bell.
Immediately sets to work to polish it
to a state of winking brightness. In
tho course of our leisurely passage,
the chlof male polishes everything
within reach; ono feels that It Is only
motives of politeness that keop him
from including oursolves In tho pro
cesa.
It Is Saturday, and all along tho
way tho good housovrows aro busljy
scrubbing and scouring doorstops,
window-sills, door-rrames; and In ono
instance the very landing-stage Itself
Is feeling the effect of the national
passion for cleanliness. Itow3 of
woodon shoes "klompon" is tho
native term for thorn stand at
thresholds. Ono does not wonder that
they aro allowed no further entry to
those spotless interiors of austere
cleanliness. We steam leisurely
through tho fiat, placid meadows
where herds of black and white cat
tle, troops of goats, sheep and horses
feed contentedly on tho rich green
pasture, repeating as though by in
stlnct the favorite Dutch combination
of black and white. A rod-hued
Devon cow, otto feels, would look al
most improper in this land of Quaker
black and white. As far as oyo can
reach, and that Is a great distance in
this fenlnnd of flatness, one sees tho
same prospect whirling windmills.
level greenness, black and whlto cat
tlo. Just the landscape that Huysdaol
loved to paint, never seemed to tiro
of painting; it has changed no whit,
apparently, since his day.
Near Rotterdam tho Holds get.
fewer, we pass between rows of tho
poorer houses whoro women aro bar
tering on the quays for tholr Sunday's
vegetables, strong dogs pull tho llttlo
vegetable carts front door to door, and
the children stamp In and out. among
them, surprisingly nltnblo In tholr
heavy "klompon." Wo draw In at tho
Delfseht port. Electric trams clang
In tho distance. Tho commonplaces
of civilization Include us In tholr grip
once more; but whenever you lament
tin- "strenuous llfo" and desire lo es
cape It, take tho canal boat from Dolft
to Rotterdam, and you will know bet
ter than to bollovo that this Is wholly
an age of unrest.
Information Wanted.
Sho Did you hear they had a fall
ing out, last night.
Ho No; hammock, canoe or auto
mobile? Yonkors Statesman.