Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, September 30, 1914, Page 8

i ABOUT THE BABY By GEORGE ELMER COBB. “It's done, wife!” reported Cyrus Munn, coming into the house expan- sive and excited. His portly wife got up precipitate- ly from her cozy chair, sniffing the air 'and thinking of the roast in the kitchen oven “I don’t mean the dinner,” advised her better half. “I mean about the baby.” “Oh, Cyrus!” breathed Mrs. Munn Jongingly and looked first at his arms and then past him, as if expecting to see the baby in question come tod- dling into the room. “It seems there's a system about the society that places little walfs,” explained Cyrus. “Nice motherly wo- man in charge. Says they have a plan where they give it out to peo- ple too poor to keep their children that so and so would adopt a child Then some morning you’ll go out and find a little abandoned cherub on the door step.” “Oh, Cyrus!” again palpitated his eager spouse, “I wen't sleep for u| week thinking of it.” [ It had taken the Munns two years‘ to realize how lonely they were after Edna, their only daughter, had eloped with Sidney Vaile. Her father had instantly shut his heart and home against the child who had acted ad- verse to his will. Once his wife had appealed to him to forget and forgive. He had silenced her peremptorily. Once his daughter had written him a pleading letter. He had read a single line and fiercely torn the missive to fragments. Then had come the deciston—they would adopt some little waif to cheer their desolation. And that day Cyrus had applied to the children’s ald so- clety and his name was listed as one who would welcome a little stranger to his hospitable hearth. Now at the time that Cyrus made his wants known, the system with the society to which he appealed in- cluded in its personnel a scamp named Peter Laird. Old Peter did errands for the soclety receiving a small com- Ppensation for such services. He was at the office of the soclety the day Cyrus appeared and was a witness and auditor to all that went on. The next day Peter for the hundredth time fell by the wayside~ He re- turned to the office in such a gayly hilarious mood that it took a police- man to eject him. When he lwokel “You're Mr. Munn!” to sobflay later, Peter knew that the society would no longer tolerate him and became a homeless wan- derer. Accldentally passing the Munn home two days later, hungry and particularly thirsty, the old schemer noted Cyrus working in his neat, pretty garden and recognized him. He halted and leaned over the fence with his blandest smile. “You’re Mr. Munn,” he sald. “What of it?” challenged Cyrus. “And you want a baby. Oh, I know! I'm with the society. Got a good deal to say as to who gets the kids—see? Now, I'll tell you. Tip me a dollar and I'll see that you'll have the choice of a lot of the handsomest little ones we've had in a long time.” The bargain was struck. About 10 o'clock the next morning Cyrus ran hastily from the woodshed where he was piling up fuel, as a scream echoed out from the front porch. There was his wife in a flutter of mingled excitement and delight, standing over a neat baby carriage which held a pretty, smiling little girl about a year old. “Oh, Cyrus!” gasped Mrs. Munn. “Look, just look! The loveliest little one! And baby carriage, nursing bot- tle and all!” They took the little one into the house. In an hour it was topsy-turvy. There was no room too good for their charming little visitor. They hovered over the new comer, planning ahead for its welfare clear up to school days, girlhood and marriage. The next day Mrs. Munn neglected all customary household work and Cyrus went down town and returned with a variety of rattles, toys and general gimeracks supposed to be amusing to infants. All the fond, foolish pair thought of wes the little one, whom Mrs. Munn under her breath fervently christened “Edna.” Both were seated on the front porch the mnext afternoon. When Cyrus spoke, his anxious-eyed wife would silence him with a finger to her lips and the whispered injunction. “S-sh—baby is asleep!” Suddenly, however, Cyrus arose in a startled fashion to his feet. Two men had entered the yard from the street. One was a policeman, the other old Peter. The latter was held by the sleeve by his companion and looked sheepish and desperate. “Was a baby left here yesterday?” inquired the officer. “Yes,” auswered the wondering Cyrus. “We have adopted it and it come from the children’s aid society. That man—" “This man has told the truth, then, at last!” said the policeman, tight- ening his grip on his prisoner until old Peter winced. “Come along, youl” “Yes, but what's all this rumpus about?” demanded Cyrus. “The mother of the child will ex- plain all that when she comes to take it away,” answered the officer, moving away with his captive. “When—who—what? Never!” cried Mrs. Munn, wildly, and she rushed into the house and her husband after her. “I won't give it up—no one shall take the dear child away from me!” she sobbed and she threw herself be- side the cradle of the little one and spread her sheltering arms above it. Cyrus stood gazing at her ruefully. He was keen enough to scent trou- ble, mystery in the visit of the police- man and his prisoner. Cyrus con- Jectured rightly when he suspected that old Peter had played some kind of a trick on him. “You mustn't take it to heart, Mary, if the child was never intended for us.” “Wasn't it left here, just as was agreed?” challenged Mrs. Munn. “Haven't we adopted you, little dar ling? Iron horses shan't tear you from us!” Cyrus, gasing obliquely through the front screen door, saw the police of- ficer reappear. “This is the house, ma’am,” he spoke and a frantic female figure tore past him, up the steps and dragged open the screen door. Without ceremony she brushed past Cyrus, so swiftly that he could not catch a distinct view of her face. The child had awakened and its cries guided her into the sitting room. “My child!” she cried and made a dart for the cradle and snatched-up the little cherub, nearly knocking over Mrs. Munn. “It's ours,” retorted the latter, and then, catching a sight of the face of the intruder, she stood stock-still, petrified. The child had snuggled down with & crowing chirp into the clinging arms of its mother. At that mother now in turn Cyrus stared, spellbound. “Oh, father! Don't you see?’ burst forth Mrs. Munn, trembling from head to foot, her humid eyes fairly devour- ing the stranger. Cyrus regarded his daughter, then his granddaughter, the little child in her arms. The fron will-of years broke as the child lifted its arms to- wards him. It had been through accident, not by design that old Peter had wheeled off the first baby he had come across for the moment unguarded. When Cyrus folded his forgiven daughter in his arms, there was noth- ing to explain. He asked her a few questions and put on his hat and re turned with her husband. “I said I wouldn’t give up our baby,” sobbed the happy Mrs. Munn, “and I haven't had to!” And happy. hearts made of the place 80 long desolate a happy, happy home, (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) Military Secret. The plebe, sitting on the monument beside the first-class man, looked across the river from West Point to Constitution island. The plebe was inquisitive. He wanted to know what the government intended to use Con- stitution island for. The first-class man coughed discreetly, blushed and looked around him carefully for eaves- droppers. “It isn’t generally known,” he said, “but you're a cadet now. If the signal corps experiments go through suc- cessfully, they'll use it as an aviary.” His voice ‘ropped mysteriously. “For birds, eh?” said the plebe. “Car rier pigeons?” “Not exactly,” answered the know- ing one. “They’ll be pigeots, as they call 'em—cross between a carrier pig- eon and a parrot, to carry verbal mes- sages, you know. Don't tell.” And the plebe didn’t—until this last commencement. Characteristic Mental Attitude. Most women in polite society just now have no clear principles; “I won- der,” “I guess,” “I think,” “I wish [ knew,” “I have a theory,” are their commonest phrases in expressing ideas, and “I believe” has came to mean “I think it likely.” Perhaps most men in the same soclety eare equally vague in their minds, though their habit of speech continue more positive, writes Annie Winsor Allen in the Atlanticc. Said an intelligent, sweet-natured, clean-living, loyal Epis- copalian youth not long ago, “The creed? What do I mean when I say ‘I believe'?"—(thoughtfully and care- fully)—"“I mean, ‘I believe with all my heart and soul and mind’ the first article. And after that—in the others ~—I1 mean gradually less and less; it ‘peters out,’ till toward the end it just means ‘Maybe it's so.' " STYLE OF MUCH VALUE FEW PEOPLE CAN AFFORD TO DO WITHOUT IT. Means So Much to Its Possessor That Its Acquisition Must Be Deter- mined On at No Matter What Sacrifice. Style has an appreciable intrinsic value all its own. It is a rather elu- sive commodity, but there are occa- slons, and they are not infrequent, when it will achieve victorjes as surely and in the same way as person- ality can and does. It is an allembrac- ing possession; it affects appearance, tone and manners. Its value today is higher than it ever was. Few people can really afford to do without it. Its influence is far- reaching, and no one can say where the end of its effect is likely to be. And yet, with it all—and it can cer- | tainly be regarded as a commercial asset nowadays—comparatively few people seem to trouble themselves about acquiring it. For it can be ac- quired. If it happens to be born in you so much the better, of course. But you are not in the least hopelessly handicapped if it does not happen to come about in this pleasant way. It may have to begin with your way of walking. To walk badly is to hit at the root of style. It is so easy to walk as if you were sure of yourself, and as if, at least, you felt you had some right to walk. A slovenly walk and a slouching walk are usually ow- ing to sheer laziness and careleseness. It 1s impossible to enjoy any style it your clothes are cut badly. Better to go to a tailor with a good cut and comparatively poor cloth than a taflor with good cloth and a bad cut. The bad-fitting garments of the cheap taflor and dressmaker are an abomination and will spoil anyone's appearance. Shoes, hats and gloves are no less important. A hat, in fact, is one of the most difficult things to decide upon. There are so many shapes that & woman has hard work not to be tempted away from the eafe shape. A hat out of sympathy with the rest ot the outfit strikes a terribly jarring note. The tying of a tie and a shoe- lace are just as important in their way. An absurd display of cheap jewelry, which includes rings and curious chain necklaces, too much fluffiness about the neck, a hat trimmed out of | all proportion to the rest of the attire, seem to have, for some amazing rea- | son, rather more than the attraction of a magnet for many girls. They may be dreseed absolutely correctly in ev- ! ery other particular, and then, by the | adoption of one incongruity, to put it kindly, they will ruin, hopelessly, the whole effect. Everything, from the smallest to the largest detail, should receive equal con- sideration, A girl must see—and these are vital points—that her shoes are always clean and well polished; that her gloves are always in good condi- tion and clean; that there is at least no visible hole in her stocking, espe- clally above the shoe heel, and that her skirt is continually being well pressed. Style is dependent upon all these little things being attended to. CARE OF SHOULDER SCARFS Favorite Accessory of the Moment That Needs to Be Most Care- fully Dealt With, The favorite shoulder scarfs that are so useful for slipping on chilly summer evenings need to be dry- cleaned if they are in the satin vari- ety. Those of silk, however, can be washed in the manner directed below, for they are quite easy to wash. The chiffon should be put into a bowl of moderately warm soapsuds and gently pressed and squeezed un- til the dirt is out. Rinse through clean tepid water to remove the soap, then rinse through tepid water to which has been added a teaspoonful of liquid ammonia. Press out as much of the water as possible, then lay the scarf flat between two long tow- els, and very quickly press with a hot iron. Original Evening Coiffure. Something extremely novel In the way of modish hairdressing for eve- ning is shown here. This consists of a tight little shirred cap of fine white tulle gathered to the right side under @ square motif of pearis. Two strands ; of pearis encircle the head finishing the edges of the cap. !MEANT FOR THE FALL JAUNTY BOLERO SUIT THAT I8 SURE TO BE POPULAR. { [ , i Makes Splendid Street Costume or in Suitable Materials Will Be Most | Serviceable for Wear in the i Afternoon. Even the tailormade costumes are { more or less elaborate, for the sim- plest of them is cut in some compli- cated fashion. The long jackets, with 1 basques having a movement ‘“en | forme” and cut on the bias, are very ;new. They are worn with waistcoats of white satin or fancy brocade, which fasten with odd little buttons. Fashion, however, is becoming more and more eclectic every day, so it is also possible to see the quite short Jjacket on the bolero order, whose gen- eral effect is completed by a tunic skirt, making it look like a long jacket. This gives a very youthful effect. | ! The idea is interestingly exploited in the model here shown, which is de- veloped in Saxe blue Deauville cloth j and black taffeta. The jacket, in the ! form of a little bolero, has a soutache ! trimming in self-color appearing in a narrow border around the neck and , sleeve ends, but spreading out over the front edge in a larger motif. The ‘Peplumlike pieces that are hung over , either hip are also trimmed with sou- tache. There is a deep girdle of black i taffeta tied in a bow at the front, and | above this a shallow bib running off to nothing at either side. Then the tsleeves are oddly lengthened on the outside, covering the elbow, with a Jaunty Bolero Suit for the Fall. fold of taffeta. The guimpe may be ! of white net or chiffon, is crossed | over the bust between the jacket:. edges, and given an upstanding collar ! of batiste. Both tunic flounces are laid in folds and are quite straight and plain. The upper one shows two smart little tri- angular “patch” pockets, both of which are bralded with the soutache trim- ming. The lower skirt is of taffeta. This will make a splendid street | cootume for the fall, or in crepe de chine will be found most serviceable for the afternoon. IFRIEND OF THE TRAVELER| Rucksacke Has Many Advantages Over the Always Popular Knapsack. ‘What is a rucksacke? According to | Outing it is a bag made of denim, or, heavy cloth. It has one or two pock- | ets on the back, in which books or articles frequently required by the | tourist are readily accessible. The top is fastened by a cord, so the ruck- sacke, filled with a couple of suits of ! underwear, toilet articles and the like, resembles a meal sack, except in color. Most of those sold in Europe are green, harmonizing with the landscape. But khaki is suitable in color and ma- terfal. The rucksacke has a number of advantages over fits cousin, mei [ knapsack. It is easier to get at, for one thing. It is not necessary to un- fasten any straps to ppen the nlck-l sacke. Untying the string around the { top by pulling one free end of a bow- | kmot enables the tourist to select any- thing contained therein in a iy, Tulle Popular. Tulle is the prevailing fabric for dancing frocks, and nothing is more appropriate or prettier for young peo- ple. Sometimes it is garlanded with an embroidery of naturally colored tiny roses and leaves. A useful addi. tion to the wardrobe is the new shaped | jacket, which is far more like a sack, following the lines of the figure with- out confining it in any way, and is mostly made to slip on with almost any dress, and not part and parcel of one. It requires to be carefully worn, { and, ltke most of the modes of the . day, is suited to slender figures. BB DAPP IO OIS G FID AP I I BB e ——— 2-%@%@%”&%&0{0 & g Phone 46 : S THE ELECTRIC STORE § g 307 E. Main St. : § SAVE MONEY ON ELECTRIC LIGHT BiLLs § -] S Cut down vour electric likllt bills by using oyr § % Sunbeam Mazda Lamps, the most economical lamp g £ on the market. 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