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good nttingf, well made, carefully fin-1
ished corset, the special price is.. 35c,
Kabo, W. C. C. and W. B. corsets,
a special lot to close, mpdnim ntidl
long" waists, on sale now, each 75c (
Alaska Down hip forms, nicely trimmed, actual
value 75c; the, special price 25c I
Wire hip forms, excellent for warm weather, the
present price is 49c
SKIRTS, WAIST3. WRAPPERS.
There's a big" collection of interesting values ini
this stock, the result of purchasing manufacturers' ,
samples and taking advantage of makers overburdened
with merchandise. A small profit suffices, hence such j
as these:
A lot of golf skirts, comprising 18.50, 10.00 and1
$12.00 goods, on sale now, each $6.00;
Women's suits in black, Oxford, brown mixtures
and navy blue, various styles, all new, but an incom
plete line of sizes; they're worth a whole lot more, as)
an inspection will prove, but to close the line we of
fer them $6,751
Taffeta Silk Waists in various colors and blaok, i
different styles; we fit these without extra charge,
each . . . .' $4. 85
Percale wrappers with flounce, dark colors, allj
sizes, each 65c
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2. Family life.
Resume of study 1900 I90J,
literature, Miss Minnie Becker; house
hold economics, Mrs. Gietzen; parlia
mentary drill, Mrs. Snow.
At the annual meeting of the Platta
mouth Woman's club on May the third,
the officers were elected for the ensuing
year: Pres , Mrs. Elizabeth Travis;
vice pres., Mrs. Mary Herold; rec. Bee.,
Mrs. W. C. Smith; corr. sec, Miss Edith
Buzzell; treas., Mrs. Fanny Elson; au
ditor, Mrs. Mary Rawls. The presi
dent appointed a committee of three,
y&oeiBting of Mrs. Tolliff, Mrs. Cole and
lMisB Arnold, who could select two oth
ers, to report at the next meeting upon
department work and present nomina
tions for leaders of the departments.
Oa Mrs. Sleeth's motion a vote of
thanks was tendered the retiring presi
dent, Mrs. Fellows, for her two years of
faithful work in that capacity. Mrs.
Herold announced a review of "Quo
Vadis," by Mrs. Bawls, for May the
tenth.
BRIEF CHAPTERS.
BV FLORA BULLOCK.
For The Courier
The Columbus Woman's club held
the last meeting of the year at the home
of Miss Beeeie Sheldon on May fourth.
Mrs. C. Kramer was elected delegate to
the state federation, and the following
officers were elected: Mrs. L. Gerrard,
pres.; Mrs. L. C. Voss, first vice pres.;
Mrs. J. G. fieeder, second vice pres.;
Mrs. A. J. Baker, rec. sec.; Mrs. H. D.
Musser, corr. sec.; Mrs. F. W. Herrick,
treas. The department leaders are:
Musical, Mrs. Oeer; art, Mrs. Herrick;
It was not until several Sabbaths had
passed, and fashionable women had
ceased to be affected by the millinery
problem, that Aunt Sylvia took down
the green box from the closet and wore
the bonnet which Uncle had brought
home before Easter. I am not sure
that she would have worn it then if
Uncle had not said: "Come, Ma, let's
put on our new bunnet and go to
church.' She was surprised. Uncle
could never be coaxed to go to church.
She hustled around and got out his
clean clothes and helped him "wash up,"
with something of her old cheriness.
She bad to hurry to get ready, then,
and so, when she came to put on the
bonnet, her cheeks were flushed prettily
and her hair was not so smooth as she
wished.
"Come on, Ma, that hair's alright.
Suits me just to a T. And that bun
net's more becoming to you than it is to
me, so I'll be real unselfish and let you
wear it. See?" She had to laugh at
him. And she was amused in spite of
her housewifely vexation, wnen Uncle,
after the sermon, went up and asked the
minister to dinner. Her mental agita
tion on tbe-way home, as aha placed and
patched a bill of face fit to Mi baton a
kiug, you may be sure, bat aot mitiBg.
her idea of a Sunday dinner for lb
Minister, was apparently neither noticed
nor shared by Uncle. He laughed at
her after the repeat was over and the
minister had gone, and said: "Why,
Ma, I thought I'd give you something
to worry and stew about for a whole
week now. I 'spose you think that
lean young chap 'II starve because you
didn't feed him enough, don't you.
Better invite htm again and just fill him
up to the brim. I'd like to know where
he'd get a square meal."
Before she was through with the
dishes, John, their son-in-law, came in
with the two boys and little Ruth, and
for the rest of the afternoon, Grandpa
and Grandma were happy as only
grandparents can be with the joy of
loving and being loved, and only a very
distant shadow of responsibility.
Uncle was a silent man, in spite of bis
fun-loving ways, so he did not voice his
thought. Yet I know he felt glad, when
he went to sleep that night, that Auct
Sylvia had been so drawn away from the
bitter heartache which seemed to dark
en anil benumb her cheery nature or
was it that she was cheerful only by a
reflected light? Who could be gloomy
long with Uncle near? Yet perhaps the
same heartache was hie; he endured it
in silence but he could not comfort, ex
" cept by the little devices he contrived
to bring new anxieties or trivial prob
lems. People thought that Delia, Aunt Syl
via's eldest daughter, had "done real
well" when she married. Her husband
was a prosperous merchant in a neigh
boring state, he had a good property,
and seemed very .fond of Delia, etc., etc.
Her home would be bo near that she
could often run over to see the old folks,
or they could come to her. There were
many thoughts like these to comfort
Aunt Sylvia as she sat alone with Uncle
the night after the wedding. Yet she
knew it would be long before eh could
be reconciled to the loss of her daugh
ter. Uncle did not seem to care part
ly, perhaps, because he was one of those
dumb animals who are not without
nerves, though they cannot tell their
sufferings. Still he had never thought
as much of Delia. He used to get up
from the' table hastily, take his hat, and
slip out of doors sometimes when she
put on her school-girl airs and ridiculed
the old-fashioned notions of her parents.
Occasionally he broke this accustomed
silence, and then the sharpness of his
reprimand was awful. Her real name
was Adelaide; she took to writing it so
when she grew up, and tried to make
him call her that instead of "Delye."
He had never likod the name Aunt
Sylvia got it from a novel and he said
once, that if they had named her Mary
maybe she would have been more af
fectionate and helpful. But it was sel
dom that he said anything. It only
roused Aunt Sylvia, who had slaved for
Delia ever since she was a baby and
loved ber well, as a mother loves her
first-born.
So it was natural that after Delia was
married. Aunt Sylvia should feel very
lonely; the other children were so much
younger, and were no "company" for
her. Uncle suddenly seemed to take a
great interest in Delia and talked about
her joKingly, drawing amusing pictures
of her early efforts at house-keeping
and cooking. No woman on earth could
have made in reality the awful concoc
tionB Uncle imagined Delia as attempt
ing to bake or stew. After the first
loneliness wore off, he ceased doing this
and gradually there came a time when
she was hardly spoken of. Her letters were
uncertain, and though the years rolled
on she never ran over to see them, nor
seat for them to cobm to her. She
wrote to tsU-thsnt about the first baby
whaa it wu two weeks old. but it it had
not beta for Aunt Sylvia's grandmoth
erly keMness. they would never have
Iras whs th other babies came nor
how many than were. Aunt Sylvia
knew there were five, aad that the old
est was named after "his" mother. She
had written and asked once for their
names and ages, but probably the let
tai did not reach its destination, for
Delia never said anything about it.
From the letters which did come Aunt
Sylvia made out she was very sure it
was so that Delia's husband was a sort
of tyrant, that she could never come to
see them becaube he could not bear to
be left alone, aad "could not spare the
money," and so on. Aust Sylvia was
very forgiving, though secretly she
mourned a great deal and knew that the
truth was that Delia did not care to
come home. Uncle would say nothing
when she complained about it, for he
would not increase ber heartache, but
his keenly sensitive soal knew all and
felt all. If the neighbor women asked
about Delia and if she were coming to
see them, it was always Aunt Sylvia
who answered, with what pretense she
could. Only a faw sympathetic friends
knew the bitter sense of neglect that
Delia's name stirred; they did not ask.
Mrs. Martin, a quiet woman who had
known Uncle and Aunt for many years,
was roused so by the ingratitude of
their eldest daughter that she often
said: "I tell you, I'm goiug to write
her a letter and let her know just what
we think of her." This she did at
length, when she and other friends were
secretly planning the golden wedding
anniversary for the old people. It was
to be a gala day, and Mrs. Martin
thought that Delia and all her children
must be there. Perhaps too much of
her righteouB indignation crept into the
letter she wrote to Delia. The answer
she got telling her to mind her own
business, and not be meddling with her
neighbor's affairs fairly overwhelmed
her. And that was not the worst. Just
op the same Saturday afternoon before
Easter, Aunt Sylvia received a letter
from Iowa.
She showed it to Uncle, when he ask
ed her what was' the matter. After he
read it he tore it up very, very slowly
and put it in the stove. "Don't cry so,
Ma; it won't do any good," he said, in a
very shaken voice.
"But, Pa, 1 don't see what she means.
I never told anybody she was cruel to
us."
"No," no, Ma, she doesn't mean any
thing." I do not know what was in the
letter. But it must have been some
thing very hard to bear; and Uncle felt
it, too,-for the next morning when Aunt
Sylvia came out to go to church with
ber old faded bonnet on, he never said a
word.
"Who's that nervous old chap over
there, who looks as though black care
had roosted permanently between his
shoulder-blades?"
"Oh, he's the richest man in this
town."
"What gives him that worried, hunt
ed look, then?"
"Why, he's scared to death for fear
Andrew Carnegie will give us a library,
and the taxes will be increased to sup
port it." Town Topics.
"Did you ever visit a lunatic asylum?"
"No. But I once spent a Sunday at a
house party where everybody talked
golf."
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