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About The Sioux County journal. (Harrison, Nebraska) 1888-1899 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 13, 1898)
- t Lt 4-. I p 1 Mt EXPLANATION. So yoo hst wnodered at m t'iw 'l in vain What tAe reJ womo i yna know mi well? I am a kt Ul union. Some etrfiiiife spell OsM-e made your friend there, with hi fit disdain f'f fact, conceive me perfect. He would fain (But could not) are me alwa.ri, u be fell III dream to see me, plucking asphodel, la saffron robe, on wm celestial plain. All that I was he marred ajid fluug away la qaest of what I was But, could not he- Lilrfh, or Helen, or Antigone. 8UU he iay search; but I have had my day, And now the Pant i all the part for me That tiue world' empty stage has left to play. THE SILENT GUEST. Paat 9 o'clock, and a bitter night. It way raining as It had rained all Ciy; a gathering wind lashed the hedge rows and the shrieking boughs of the naked elms, and there was sleet in the wind. For hia own reasons. Mr. George Mas ter was avoiding the highway, pre ferring instead toplunge In thedarkness across the fields, falling agal.. and again in the ruts of sandy mud ridged with last week's snow, gray and sodden. He t. urged through chattering teeth, aj be juade for the far, twinkling light of the -Hare and Billet." Pretty luck this for a man on 'Christmas eve, too! He had spent the gray, gloomy afternoon lying among the soaked gorse by the rood-edge, with Die sleet in his ears, and the steady rain winning through the shag-coat and the greasy brown coat beneath it, to the flannel waistcoat that sheltered bis pis Jols. : Chilled to the soul, with no dry thread on him, he had waited faithfully till 'Squire Hales' horse-hoof splashed the mud over the gorse bushes, ami then the numbed finger-tips crept un der the flannel waistcoat. He half rose among, the fnrze as the red roquelaure went past him, to the plash of the hoofs and the jangle of the bridle-reins. , But when he saw the two servants turn the corner, with bolsters before them, he sank back into his wet nest, . prey to natural annoyance. The horses went on toward Shooter's Hill, and a dripping figure stood in the way they had come, shaking a helpless list and cursing all things below the beetling sky. Then George Masters tramped across the str'.p of furze-clad common and flung himself through a gap In the hedge of the turnip-field. lie btoke into a heavy run when he saw the light from tin; kitchen of the "Hare and Billet" blinking before him. The unfortunate footpad unlmsped the gate, and stepped forward to stand w ith the host of the "Hare and Billet" in one gathering puddle. "Gone by," said Mr. Masters, bitter ly, "gone byto Greenwich by this time, likely with hi two bloody-minded serving-men t)eliit:d him a coward ly white-livered, gold -laced hound." "You're wet, George," said the land lord: "come you In under a roof." Re proof of George's bitterness of speech was in the tone -the tout- of A man who had bis own disapoplnimeuls to con-t'-nd with. Tste'eawp up the bricked path to the back door and passed in under the lean to roof of the shed. It was quite dark, and they moved shiillling among the barrels of hyerH lie firewood, and farm,, tools tltaf covered the earth fluor." The landlord raised the heavy wooden laieh of the ti t r leading to the house, and they parsed up the two steps into the big room - kitchen and tap-room in one and shut out the niuiit and the j-old. A' pleasant kitchen with tiled floor and a ejjmfort-lng mas of red coals glowing 111 an Iron basket sticking out of the wall. A kitchen with blackened s' ttles, long benches, aid tables ringed wtliituiy,le-eans. A quiet kitchen where only one man was, and he, the boitle,-jn the liig arm-chair asleep. The! 'landlord roused hhn with his foot, and he sat up, rubbing a beery eye with a chilblaiiicd fist, ' "Mr. George is coming In here to sleep tft-nIglir,fT.ilU'" said the landlord. "I taCrlt jst'jqaJNty the king won't trouble a poor fellow a Christmas eve. Iit hm sojjie ale a quart of ale and JtpiW' hlsyicoat over that chair-back niiSru Wet and main dry. Mr. George be, 1 take It."' ' "He'll sleep in his chair, then." re turned the hostler. "There's a iiwd abo'e.us now, In the bed, a real gentle man lie Is, with his sword and his rook lay come In when you was out, when the heavy rain come on. I showed him up to the bedroom and kindled the fire, and he .Bps' there, burning two of the big;wa$ eandles; and if he don't drink the bo'i tie of' da ret. It's opened, and will have to be paid for. too. Terry don't fkg hJjjj. Terry dou'tMiear to him howl ing neth.' whined" like :that ever sin' tlie old gentleman come. Hark to 'un again, now the winXs quiet." The mongrel -tMti'pM hj(' the front d'tor was baying hoivl upon howl. A kk'k at the panrtf.and n command to "lie down" from tlte landlord, appeared 'to soothe lilin for"tne tfTofrfiWTTTOf fto" " whines son VKKSlWS1 .dog wailed to the. vvlnj;vv!ifiTi answer 'ed with fierce .jpwii tT ipajiJ'iHV hurtling of tt elibnt fofwtflee', pnpes. When I ho dog was gffetijp-fff wall and the wind" painted to gather It self for new effort, the rain, pattered gently, the clock ticked to the chorus ' of; a choir of crickets-and East Wlek bajn's belfry Ja ogled !j th distance. The men In the kltehen were sitting la the shadow, of an idea. "He don't seem to 'ne moving." said tat noyT, breaking the silence. "He's Mt awaju now, for ire," . Ta tAers looked at blm with soJ fcj JBtMMt, as If thi presence upstairs til pMMd from 1 iulr tbougau. 'Ttiere a a pur above stairs, I make no doubt, and a gold sneesln'-bui up there, ss'll keep awake. If they're any sense." Hill went on, grinning at the subtlety snd success of bis conversa tion, but not looking st bis compan ions. "There's something I don't like, Wll lum," Mr. Masters remarked, "about old gentlemen's purses." "I wouldn't like," put In the landlord, apparently addressing a pew ter meas ure, "an ole gentleman to lose his purse here. Gives the house a bad name that sort of thing and a good name," he continued, facing bis sulionliuaie "a good rame to a house of entertain ment is better than rubies." Having delivered himself of this sen timent, he spread his hands over the arms of his Windsor chair and leaned forward with an air of awaiting sug gestion. But none came. He coughed, looked at Mr. Masters, and went on. "There was n dear old gentleman come here, let me see, why it w as as near as possible a year ago." "It was a year ago," put In George. "Well, he come here (I'll have to go out and kick that dogi, and 'Is this the leptford Road," be says, 'my meu'f and you says, 'Matter 0' twenty mile, master, and a bed road for a lonely traveler to leave a comfortable public behind on.' And he says. "My horse is at the gate-post and be'd be Is'tter in the stable,' and he walks in and orders candles and supper." 'Did he have them?" asked tbe host ler, breathlessly. "He had all he ordered, and more," said the landlord, slowly, "but he went on that night, after all." He looked at his companion; appreciated the rem iniscence in the eye of George, tbe child-like admiration for superior achievement in that of Bill, and pur- j sued: "Yes," he went on, "an' when he went, he left his gold watch and sneezin'-lxix, and nineteen guineas In a red silk bag. He didn't v nt 'em where he was going." "Where was that?" "Don't I tell you? DeptVord." They all laughed gayly, and the land lord took out a stone bottle. and thick glass rummers from the corner (hip boa rd. "His Majesty, King George, wot you're so fond of here's his health, and our gracious Queen Charlotte, and long to reign over us:" George gave the toast, and they drained their glasses. "GIniver:" said the hostler, and add ed tentatively, "a man could do any thing wot's drunk, Giniver." "Anything short of murder, be could," assented George; "but It's nothing thort o" murder would do for that d(g o' yourn, Tom." Indeed, the dog's long-drawn howls still disturbed their Christmas festivi ties. Moved by this Incongruity, the landlord went out and kicked it. A gust of wind and ra!n found way Into the room, and Mr. Masters coughed again violently, and shivered and swore. "Can't you shut the door?" he asked; "this ain't no weather for a poor man with his living to get, and bis jsjekets as empty as the day he was Itorn." "Well," said the landlord, "our pock ets was empty enough last Christmas here, afore that ole gentleman called." And sUi; no sound from the ruom up stairs. "There's another purse up there this night," remarked the footpad, "waiting for them asls s(ortsmen enough to take it, as two bold lads did last Christmas eve." The chill wind must have made Its ejitry still felt in the room, for the land lord shivered again, and the footpad wiped the palms of his (Kind's upon his knees. "And a not tier old man," he said. "I was the man that did it, and I aupitose it'll be my job again. That dog howls fit to wake the dead. I don't like this Indoors work, with doors and curtains, and stairs a-creaking, anil having to wash your hands this weather. I'm a man that earns bis living in the open j air, 1 am, where things is straight for- i ward, and nothing can't come creeping j up behind you withouC'vtKir seeing It." ' The landlord lOjtlA-jfl'y--lifted -the I wooden latch of-the' lirnef floor, held j his candle above his bead, and peered into the darkness, " ' - ' '"No one there,''' be i aid; 'amX t could have sworn that minute I' heard a breath. I don't like your talk to night, George. Wake the did, and washing of your hands indeed' ainf It enough lie stopped abruptly. ta 00111 out 'more Spirit. jji ; "Oh, let him talk, master," cried the hostler, "it puts heart Into man, h do talking over old times." - George chuckled grimly, and when lie had drained Ills glass, he said cheer fully: "Ay, that does it. It all comes back to me. It was him as held the light by the door, when I run In: and It was me as He bled very free, he did, very f 1 ee." "Yes, I held the light, though much against my wish, mind yon -thiink Them as be." said the landlord, regard ing his grimy fiugcrx with satisfaction; "thank Them as be, my hands is clenn." "They won't be clean long, then. It's 'lin- what holds the light to night," said Jjjeorge, firmly, and lie took the candle and walked to the foot of the stair, ) "Not a sound." he said. . The landlord had risen the shoek hended man shifted his big shoulder on toe bench where he lay. and the ex pression rose In his face of a terrier awaiting with eager nose the rush from oover of his first nit. "If," said he, hesitatingly "If if comes to that, you can both hold the light sooner Minn see. them guineas shouid 5t up and ride off In the morn ing. I ow a young man what would as lief hold u bill-hook as a candle any flay of the week." And he looked so savage that fhe bndlord was unaffectedly shocked. But George came hurt to the table for another dram, and after It had been tendered him, remarked that that young man would not want for a back er. Then he knocked the damp prim ing out of his pistol on the tahleedgs and tilled the pan. "I'll Just listen once again. If so ba he's soundly off," and he disappeared csutiously up the winding stair, turn lng back to add: "and don't any of you come creeping up behind me, for I don't like it." The other two looked anvwhere but at ea-h other, without speaking. There was no sound from atsive after tbe stairs bad ceased to creak under the fool pad's weight. Outside the dog howled, a long, low baying that never cea sed. The hostler fetched a bill-hook from the lean-to shed and employed the time In taking off his boots. After a glance at the other, be sat down with tbe bill hook hidden by his coat-flap. Both men started at the first creak of the stair. George stixsl at the stair foot, blink ing in tbf sudden light. , "He's a sleeping like the dead," he whisjiered. "Can't even hear him bteathe.. His Candles Is burning yet; I see them through tbe key-hole. Come on !" All three stood together for a mo ment at the bottom of the stairway. There was a moment's hesitation, while the landlord and Mr. Masters adjusted the procession behind Bill, who had planted bis foot on tue bottom stair. At this Inopportune Instant, the tall clock In the corner struck 1. with .1 shrill me tallic stroke, and Hill withdrew his foot sudden!, dropping the hill-hook. It fell to the red tiles of the floor, which gave back clang on clang. Aghast at tills mishap, the host push ed his clumsy-fingered servant back In to his place In the corner; Mr. Masters and himself reseating themselves with a hastily assumed appearance of genial domesticity. But no startled guest appearing on the stairs after ten minutes of complete silence, the procession re-fo-mcd in Its old order, and went up. Outside the bedroom door they held their breath and listened not a sound but the ticking of the clock below, the rushing of the wind without, and the moaning plaint of the dog. A stealtliier man than the hostler, the landlord thrust a sleek Lail forward to grasp the latch of the door. It was unsecured, and opened a little w ay un der ills gentle pressure. Through the foot of opening they could see the two waxen candles flame in the sockets as they burned by the sleeping Irian. By their light his legs modeled themselves under the white counterpane. His face and shoulders were In the deep shadows of the faded green curtains of the iiAlf-t-ster. At the sight of the tw-d the heart of the hostler became suddenly sick with in him. With white Hps and shaking knee he vacated his place in the pro cession, and pushing past the landlord, who was still pols.)g himself at the stairhead, he made .lis way to the room below. At that moment, could their limbs have borne them, his companions would have followed him. They bud died together In the corner of the land ing, holding their breath and listening until tlie taproom door opened anil shut; and they knew themselves alone with Ihe sleeper. For the terror of those strained min utes. It might have been the old man behind tbe curtains who was the am bushed watcher. The wind had lulled, and the rain, f.Jling ceaselessly and silently, made no sound on the thatched roof. For awhile the dog w as silent in the yard- This was an old man, scant of breath, or surely his breathing could have Vweu heard in tlie dreadful calmness of the night. . The landlord, with his shoulders rais ed, had stolen on tip toe into the room. One of the candles was now guttering and flaring preparatory to going out; the fragment of I he other burned on with a long, red, smoking wirk, lighting up the bright point of the rusty case knife clenched in his lingers. lie glanced upward ut the brutal fea tures of the fixjtpud. Their eyes met with the same thought In each. It was the recollection of that other night, when they had stolen into that room to roll another helpless, sleeping old man of sleep and life. The great silence was not to be borne. The footpad put out his hand and thrust the landlord forward by the shoulder, lie drew back, stumbling heavily. As he recovered himself, they both sprang forward toward the bed and tore back the old green curtains. Behind these, his poor white face thrown back over the pillows. lay the old man. his thin hands rigidly grasp ing the edges of the sheet drawn up close under his chin. They leaned over the Is-d and half drew back. "By God: 'tis ve7 like him," said tlie landlord In a whisper. George had his hands on tbe sheet and pulled I? back roughly. "It Is him, by God'." he cried. For, as he pulled back the sheet, the last can dle Bared up and died down and went out. Its last light shone ou the sleeper's throat, gashed across horribly gaping red aud wet. This was 110 stranger, but the man they had murdered a year ago; they had left him Just ro last Christmas mottling. There was' h heavy fall on the floor in tlie dark, and someone rushed to the stair, screaming loudly. The dog in the yard whined with pjens.ire to bear n human voice, and then once more there was the silence of death In the "Hureund Billet." In the red baze of early Christmas morning, the hostler came up the sod den lane, and with him, plashing In the white water of the cart-ruts, walk ed the village constable and tbe bell ringers, who had adjourned from East Wlckht belfry to drink In Christina at the "Old Tox." Marching with the were the unsteady w hlle gaiters of tw Grenadiers furloiighlng in tbe village. A wet snd miserable dog, who drags ged a broken chain, leaped forward in delight at their coming, and through the unlatched door the party poured Into the house. A Grenadier drew bis bayonet, and fra,nped upstairs like a bold man, and the crowd hustled one another to follow him. In the best bedroom the landlord lay dead on the floor dead beside the white counterpane and unpressed pillows of an enipty bed. Something wrong with his beart, folk said. By tbe gate of the straw-yard the con stable picked up a brass barreled pis tol; and wandering about on the wet straw they found a man wltu cropped black hair and a heavy jowl, who gib lered and said he was his Sacred Majesty, King George, snd God bless blm. San Francisco Argonaut. COALING A BIG STEAMER. Very Crude Methods Vet Prevail -Coat of the Work. All the ships of the transatlantic lines are coaled by practically the same crude method. Barges of alsmt AH) tons capacity are brought alongside of the ship, booms are rigged, and by tackle controlled by a donkey engmo steel buckets are lowered to the barge, filled by four men with shovels, and hoisted to a projecting platform, where two meu dump the bucket and shovel the coal Into the porthole. It is then taken by other men ami stowed awav in the ship's bunkers. Five and a half of these buckets is equal to a ton, and tally by count of the buckets is the only record to show how much coal the steamer has taken aboard. In coaling the steamship St. Paul of the American Line forty-eight men are employed Inside the ship. The avenge amount of coal bunkereo Is 3.IHS) tons, the time required to unload and stow Is about forty hours, and the total av erage cost of the work Is $lKi. These figures, varying only with the coal con sumption of the ship, will apply to tho vessels of other transatlantic lines. K (Torts o reduce this expense have been productive of many ingenious me chanical devices, and the Inquiry Is often raised why none of these Is In general use. The answer Is given In the statement by a representative of one of the transatlantic ln: "We have had many offers to deliver coal to our steamers at the rate of anvwhre from CO to r0 tons per hour, but wkat Is the use when we cannot take care of It inside any faster than we do now?" In a modern ship fuel must lie stored wherever room can be found that Is not required or available for other pur poses. Coal cannot be received on board faster than It can be stored away In bunkers, which, In the case of a mod ern liner. Is at the rate of alsmt one ad one-half tons per man jt hour. More primitive methods prevail in ports of less Importance than those at either end of the Atlantic lines. In the West Indies coaling Is almost exclu sively done by negro women, who pour In a ceaseless stream over the gang planks, each carrying about piO pounds of coal In a Imsket poised on her head. In Mediterranean ports the work Is done by men Instead of women, but for the most part with the same primitive Instruments shovel and basket. Protected lj Their Color. For years naturalist have been studying the part which color plays In pri:i--tiiig animals from their enemies. Protective coloration Is the technical term which Is given 1o such cases of j protection. Last November Abbott Thayer, the artist, gave an onn aJr Ijlk. demonstrating his tdwiry of pro-tc(-)he color, to naturalists gathered from all over the country. He placed tlins' oliji-c-ts of about the size and shape of sweet potatoex. horizontally on wires a few inches aliove the ground. They were covered with a sticky material, and then ilry earth from the road where they stood was sprinkled over (hi-m to give them the same color as tiicir background. The two end one were then painted white on tlie under sides, and the white color was shade! up and gradually mixed with the brown of the sides. When viewed from a little distance, these two end ones, which were white U-Iow, dis appeared from sight, while the middle one utood out In strong relief, and ap IH'ared much darker than If really was. Mr. Thayer explained that terrestrial birds aud mammals, which are protec tively colored, have the under parts w hite, or very light in color, and that the color of Ihe under parts usually shades gradually Into tha of the up per parts. This Is essential Jn order to counteract the effect of the shadow side, which otlierw'i, as shown by the middle jMitato, make the object abnor mally conspicuous, aud causes It to ap pear much darker than It really ft. This device of nature Is operative through out the animal kingdom, the marine world offering scarcely any exception to Its universality. Makes One Ki cpnori. A California temperance association limits the beverages of Its memls-rs to wine, beer and cider, "except when mboring under a scnue of discourage ment, and then whisky shall be nl Jnwed." They ore said to be the luowt discouraged temperance people In Dim Htate. Tbere Hu Another. Jack I hear you had a barrow ea cape from a grizzly In tbe mountains this summer. Ella Yea, Indted. It was ths tjgat est squeeze I ever had. Jack (putting bia arm around her) Well, that grizzly la no, tbe only mem bur of tbe "press association." Might B Worse. Booker What kind of dinner do they giro you at Hasher's for a quar ter? Hooker Ob. rafvlat aVcmt CHANGE IN WOMAN'S ATTIRE. To the delight of artists and other lovers of nature tbe growing tendency in woman's attire Is to allow the fe male form to assume more and more the Hues of nature. The iministic ef fects In woman's fashions which gave the figure unnatural proportions are lM-ing gradually eliminated, and lisie ness. flowing lines and gentle curves are the order In new gowns. This Inter ests not only the women and tlie mo distes w ho mode their g ns, but men w ho have for years Jeered at and rldl cuhsl, secretly perhaps In many cases, the alwurdltles of woman's fashions, tight corsets, wasplike waists, bulging hips and other abominations. Women have for years gone on Imagining that they were making themselves ls-autlful by Just these menus and getting farther ami farther away from nature and her lines. The climax was reached ten years ago, with the bustle and the bump It produced, and since then there has Im-cii a gradual return to 11 tural bin's until now the new fashions are almost ideal. More women arc now well rounded and prosrtloiied. and it Is attributable to nothing save the spread of the ath letic fever among women and tlie con sequent alsilltion of the tight corset and tight gowns. The American public had liecome accustomed to the deform ities which the prevailing styles seem ed to Inflict upon women, but they were none the less inartistic and ob jectionable. The new fashion, Is'lug on tlie lins of a return to natural lines, is Indeed welcome and a marked Im provement. A MimL.,1 lianu. Mrs. Eugene Belden, a resident of the Boston suburbs, has proved that a woman can point a gun straight and bag large s.ime. During the past two seasons she has killed In the Maine woods ns miiny deer as the law will ullow. Her husband Is a 11 enthusiastic t sportsman. Some tlme ago he Per suaded her to try -hooting lsttlles thrown in tile air. She was success ful In break lug most of them ami was sisiii eager to try her skill at Koliicthltig with more risk and ex citement about It. She a 1 w a y s MliS. IIKI.Ilf.N. dresses so that she can get about Just as easily and noiselessly as a man. Her costume consists of corduroy knicker bockers aud cap, a heavy sweater and high boots. The first year that Mrs. Beldeu was In tbe woods she stood In the t un v. ays and w aited for the guides to scare up tlie game, but afterward she exchanged this somewhat tiresome method for the fascination of the still hunt. She- fur Her Light. A man said to me not longugo, "What has got Into the girls? Has it become the fashion to economize? All the nicest girls I know are talking of Ihe value of money and how much Is wasted un thinkingly. Are we poor bachelors 10 take courage and believe that we can afford one of these beautiful luxuries In wives?" Alas! It is anything but a hint to fake j courage, for this heavenly phase of Hie flew woman mentis that when she has j learned that she can support herself, ' so that In case her riches take wings j she need not be forced to drudge at un- j congenial employment, or to marry for a home-It means that she will be more particular than ever In the kind of a man she marries. For in fitting herself for marriage she ia learning quite as well the kind of husband she ought to have. And she will not be as apt to marry a man on account of bis clothes. or bvcause he dunces divinely, as once j she might have done. 1 do not mean to say that the new woman will not marry. In point of fact she will. If properly urged by the right man. nut she will not marry so early, so hurriedly nor so lll-sdvlsedly as be fore. And therefore (ho men whom aesr women many will do well to real A NEW FASIItOS. A Yi h f,'i ' m 1 ize the compliment ut ber choice, for Jt will mean that, according to ber light, he has Is-en weighed in the balance SJkd not found wauling. Of course, to other women marry on that principle loo. The only difference between tbe new woman and her sisters Is In tho amount of her light and tbe use sbe makes of It. -Woman's Home Compan ion. Col tree Women a Wive. Women of a higher education bring to motherhood and wifehood a betusr preparation than do thowe.of smalbf opsrtutiltle. Tbe reasons for tiita are l,th physical and mental. They are. as a rule, older, physically matnre, and the opinion is held by some physician that, for the sake of the rtiysicaJ per fectlon of ihe race, no woman should marry until she Is 2T. They have a wider knowledge of physiological and psychological lawsor they have the ability to acquire It which must bring forth ls'iieflciai fruit In the rearing of their children. They know more pro foundly the responsibilities of raother hiMid. and their realization of the Impor tance of details In the training of a child disposes them to look upou what might seem drudgery to oilier women as glorified, educational opportunity. Besides, when an educated woman Is mated with an educated man there is intellectual companionship letween them and each lias sufficient' respect for tlie other's mental and moral san lly to make possible a government for the home and tlie children, not by "managing" each other, keeping clear of a pandering to each other's foibles and prejudices, but by frank and fear less discission as to w hat Is reasonable and right. Kntirely Too Formal. Dolly Swift Young Mr. Pensmlth, the editor of the Weekly Visitor, baa just made me a written i.ffer of mar riage. Sully Guy-He Is a handsome fellow. What will be your answer, dear? Dolly Swift He Is handsome, I'll a(V ml t, but I shall be forced to decline him with thanks. He Is too horridly businesslike. After requesting an early answer, he added: "Please write briefly, to the point and upon but one side if the isiper. Sign your full name, not for publication, but merely as a guarantee of good faith, ami do not forget to lndoe a postage stamp if you desire a reply." Sally, a man like that would calmly smoke while the baby fell downstairs. . ' Director of Art. The youngest and first woman direc tor of an art Institute )s Miss May Ball of Valparaiso, I ml., who now oocuplea the chair of fine arts at tlie Northern Indiana Normal College, located at that dace. After being graduated from the Chicago Institute of Fine Art Mlsa Ball gave Instruction nt Milford, Ijl., until she accepted her present posit tan. Al though a young woman, her rire quali fications and exceptional artistic talent has already won ber a unite In tlie world of art. Her father, Krasmua Ball. Is cashier of the First National Bank of Valparaiso. Kitterm' llejdn for lionncla. Cute little kittens with smMl. dainty heads, w ill soon be ill great llemand If a fad lately introduced con inues to grow. An enterpris ing milliner, anxious (9 appease the num erous Audubon soci eties, decorated sev eral liounets with kittens' heads In lieu of birds and the In novation was a de elded success. Al ready she has receiv ed more orders tUuvf .,i.A ...... ,111 ..,..1 i.,. nnc inn u.i, nuu .... VXKT Y,rA. ngents are scouring iktv the town for suitable kittens, slack and innllcse, though occasionally a white head. Is used oil a dark velvet bonnet. Kittens are more artistic tiaa ow ls and the milliner defends ber plv? t'ce as much less barlnirous than 1n use of birds, for Ihe decapitation of cu'ji ill save many 0 hapless feline thj .miseries Inflicted by malicious yannr sters. Chicago Chronicle. Drove on F.iri-Mi WagiHfa For live weeks Clara Prlddy, aged 20, living near New C:itle, Intl., conduct ed her father's express Imslne, Prld dy oi-Taies a stage line from OmSta to New Castle, carrying the mall, mer chandise and piiswiigers. Thla busi ness was his only nouns of livelihood, lie was taken 111 wILIi typhoid fever. No one could lie got to lake his place. His daughter Cora,' bowevar, resolved to take charge of Ihe buslnaas, aad aba ilid, driving to New tin tie each morn ing tn all kinds of weather, Aaslxflnfi In loading heavy cargoes of merchant disc and curliif for lor team. ! MISS MAT BALL, I r. - '"'wfti'ssi'
