The evening world. Newspaper, August 2, 1907, Page 11

World’s Daily Magazine, August 2; 1907. of the bureau and spilling emall articles of wearing apparel over the cad (Macca my collar buttons! ered Mr. Jarr pulling out the drawers floor. “You've got them in your shirt, eald Mrs, Jarr, “and I wish you wouldnt fumple up my shirtwalsts; you know your things are not ¢ that drawer." “They are not in any drawer,” said Mr. Jarr hotly. “I haven't = place to | Keep « thing 5 i “T wee them. in:that shirt-you have on,” said Mre. Jarr, “I-told you that!” “That'a only in the frout and back of the neckband,"* said Mr. Jarr; “don't Fou. eee that this shirt isn't made for anything but stnd buttons? I bought half @ dozen gold-plated collar buttens some tine ago when I got this shirt, just to fear with it!’ “That's a Tooliah tea, anyway, sata Sars Jerr. “Paton ancttrer-shitt—and— IM find the buttons after you are gone. For goodness sake don't disturb and , Sear up every! “This in the nly clean negtigee shirt I can find.” “I never saw #och & man!" eaid Mrs. Jarr pettishly, and she went over to a | ewhirtwalst box aid opened it and thére on top was. new lawn mhirtwaist with Hissing buttons tn the front. i ei ht have known you had them,’ grumbled Mr, Jarr. “Now where's my Rew blue necktie?” : “L thought you sald 1 could heve tt." a twalst and my short blue serge walking skirt” uu you could havo ft,'? growled Mr. Jacr. “T Q\dn't siy you ald,” replied Mee. Jarr. “I thought you might let me have it; 1t {s Just what I wanted to wear with a turndown collar and a stickpin.” “And You've got my stickpin, too, bave yout’ asked’ Mr. Jarr. “Why don't you wear my, shoes, why don’t you wear my haf, why don't you wear my trousers?" “I'll hare to," sighed Mrs. Jarr. ‘T haven't a thing to wear of my own. | Net s thing.” “Why, there's a new dres “futr of Kome light material hanging In the clonet, 5 “I can't wear that to-day, {t looks Ike rain,” said Mra, Jarr; ‘It's the only thing I have to put on for the evening in case we want to go anywhere.” » “Look at, this black one,” said Mr, Tarr, 4 "That's too heay; 3 yall, this ove ‘= too Hent. “Well, you can’t have my collar: buttons, I-want them myself,” said Mr. | @arr, ‘Wear some of your buttoned shirtwaists.”” ‘I baven't any fit to wear,” said Mrs. Jarr, Mr. Jarr paused as he stafted to remove the buttons In question.“ “Look here,” he eaid; “do you want any money for anything? If you do why don't you ask mo fori?! “What's tho use?” said Mrs. Jarr in a grieved tone, “You have eyes, you ean see how badly I need things. If that doesn’t make you offer me money, yeu'd only refuse if T asked youl “I Would not.” sud Mr. Jarr stoutly. “How much do you need?” “I_need fifteen doliars,anyway,” sald Mra, Jarr brightening up. ‘T could Ret two nico shirtwa now they are reduced at this time of year to alx or seven dollars, and I need some other things,’ = “Here's twenty dolJars. sald Mr. Jarr; ollars:'* “ ’ “Oh,” vatd Mrs. Jarr clutching the money, “I need a pair of Oxford ties. I fwas Koing to tell you about that. And tt {s money thrown away to buy cheap ones; they are only made of paper.” ‘Well, go ahead,” said Mr, Jarr in a despairing tone. “I can have two Goleta back, can’t IT* “Todon't see What you need with two dollars; {t's simply terrtbte the way you waste your money.” said Mra. Jarr, “Whet's the use to give me twenty Gollars and then start to take it all away from me again? You have money; I hear ft rattle in your pocke ‘I've got about reventy cents in silver," sald Mr. Jarr with a groan, “but mnything for peac z “AM right," sald Mre. Jarr; ‘and can't I have the buttons and the te? You pan make out to-day with one of your ati bosomed shirts."" As Mr. Jarr fied, she called after bim, “Leave me a little change I don't grant to break this twenty dollar bill!’ ae The Evening THAT WAS A 8: OINNER - LETS GO = an ‘ZRECOBOLOOS OHSS I know A OANOY thi eRe SE Z aki Mrs. Jarr, “I wanted to wear ft | “said Mr. Jarr pointing to a blue and white af-_ | jyell from the Merry Mob. Not for Gee WHre-Ik GLAD Ih ~ Say- GE (nga ON oor, the shrug of my hair, Weill, I'm SHOW- HOORAY: jnot- an oft painting on the tace,—or get it changed and give me five ‘but she wouldn't know hers If she met | pie in the Pill Book, ahe waa ° The Girl By Joseph A. Flynn © SHE the fair maids | awell bouquets Invented Just to deco: aro’ crowding mere | my crepe de Chine. He'd ke to ; man out of the news | home and frame all the flagstones that + | kiss: my Trilbys, and says ff I ever . Sat te tear tne | ehter the Angel Race Til be bowing Be- | fore the stand when the othets.are en- other. afternoon At | tosing the streteh Poor woman! t don biame her for making a play for. him, for. since Calamity - Mary's’ shook the hut she’s Moping Serah around. the house. She and Calamity were Iie two banonn pee! ¥ Jamity was right there with money in the till, but her-clothes were mada in room furniture and home-hade dimples | the Bilnd Home, Cupid and Good Looks on some bank president for a wad ‘of | !9st'her address when she was born, and 8 she never atiswered no How-to-Get-Thin plunka, the next'Tender-Hearted Violet carving up hen dear hubby because hej %¢. Calamity had every ache and trou- mouldn't do thé button act on her dreas, Beautiful Irene off for the woods to lve among the Hokey-Pokeys, Straight- Laced Susle building a Gates Ajar to hor ki-y! and, Plano-Arm Sadie licking four cops with her little ginky. Oh, us for the dig type, Not’ that I'm straining my lovely orbs for @ handy * he replied, . bowing sweetly to, a new poanter, “We're the front sheet now- One day gouill read about Sun- lay-Sehool Daisy working her dining- mine. Even though a few drops of Hydro may have strolled out of the bottle and hopped on to my golden rope, yet you can't say that much about me. “And I'm Deaf-and-Dumb Katie when it comes to ‘Ien't-It-Awful-Nows-Moth- er.’ too. I don’t belong to the Pounders, and when all the axes and hammers wep on the stage, me for a letter to sister. and the twinkling stars at home; but there’n a frosh bonnet upstairs on the second floor that I'll nati to the mast some dey. Yesterday, I under- stand, she gave Gouty Gua, on the first gushy-mushy on the figure, but these golden locks are all yours truly, It's a “Oh, Bubblest* wieo woman that knows her own hair, ‘oly Hor It face to face at the hair-puller’s in the | ror on the demon rum, and Icy Face‘on morning. tobacco. She was always on the watch She's the back of the book arpund | for the Last Message, for ahe sald none here, \and 1 she ever makes another | of us ever know when we'd wake upon pate = | the Other Shore and find st. Peter point- ing with a Heavy Jaw to our Dope in the Blue Book. She knew all the Shaky Jennie stories by heart, and said e th ment good and hard before you'd believe she aera aiey aoe Be at the Twi ment? “rhousshait- ‘ot-Stre' Neck-to-Ruvher,” of. course, difference between her and the tle woman with the <b Under = aeourediy, though she might ve but PTERS. crack, rian AME | 8 dovil-<may-care, wudacious Mtle fem- H podleman, tak Met'by ies. jp Belphegor and military Asmo- ii “Ah!"* phe paid, quickly and sharply, ih on two enlist In the Chasseu! ue. ja 10 mn killert io (3 @ rauray aceiaent o have Geer Kile | with a qeep-drawn breath. The ein the. Marauia| gle ejaculation was at once « menace, 1s ef ina ‘Gaon as “the Serapn’’), | a tendernes: hirlwind Fefuses ¥ iY lity. Twelve years a. a whirlwind of rage, a ‘Cecil Ja toe. dol ot bia, fell aoe wsoldiers. | volume of diadain, a world of pity. It Borel in iF regiment. A K, 0 rr leesghel ure Marat do, cumteearny: [ature of Cigarette was in it ig Bpooners yaly tia} Fhe lov eerie Ber Mahe" earious at heaving him, speak | Drilllant group sauntering to and tro Bi eb aatttad Nenaihed er wnrasedaes Uetore tne open windows, after dinne "lar is nals ea, Chateauroy enters with some visl'ors ainner, nad played to them, and laugh. bi Insulta Cecil. A beaviitul @ . fromah-arscti the gussia admires the lat | ing Jow and softly; and, t pome dis re chessmen and @ their price. He tance trom them, ben: ving the 1 c them ngs a sti hand = 2 im, Geell, te ordered of a cedar care’ promise never to mutiny. no ual Ghateayroy' —eondtet Tay R 2 5 imple enough, thoush very pictur. CH Avene nae es but it told, by its vivid force of cae Sentec. contrast, a whole hiatory to Cigarette, b Tove and Hate. “A true soldier!’ she muttered, where whe lay among the rhododen- GHT had fallen. Cigarette passed N’ ilentlyInto the Ughted grounds |4rons, while her eyes grew very sor of the Marquls de Chztheaurey.."|.@8 she gave the highest word of praise She crossed the breadth of the| that her whole range of language ‘held. grounds under the heavy shade of ar.| “A true soldier! How he keeps bis tutus trees with a hare's Neetness, and| promise! But It must be bitter! stood a second looking at the opan| Bhe looked awhile, very wistfully, at mindows and tho terraces that Jay|the Chasseur, where he stood under before tnem, brightly lMghtod by the|the Lebanon boughs; then her glance summer moon: and by the tamps thnt| swept bright as a hawk’s over the t eparklea among tho shrubs. Then|race, and lighted with @ prescient down ne dropped, as qutokly, as lightly as a young notter, down charg- ing among the ferns, in ®. whower of Fhododendrons. whose rose and lilac blossoms. woman's. There were two other great Garted with unerring instinct on that y within them —pround,fair, patrician whasd...with its. —shut hor mholly -fike @ fairy inclosed in bloom. The|haughty, stag-like carriage and the Asoiren By Ouida <p a wo Flags. «<> hough she could guess what it had) crave, calm, with a certain ¥; that could not cause others chose to treat im station he filled gave them to do. Only one glanced at him with a touch of wondering pity, softening h whe who had rejected mimic squadrons. ‘edged thought that was so cruel to her, even fealously, followed ths the one whom er rival—that, while ‘Gy Permission of George Munro's Bone) | good fairy of one life there she was) crown of Its golden hair. Fa Cigarette had seen gtandes dames by the thousand, though never very close; cen them in Paris, when thoy came to fook on at a grand review; seen them in their court attire, when the Guards | gh, had filled the Carrousel on some palace lined the Cour des Princess, and sho had bewitched the OMcers of the guard into letting her fase in to eee the pageantry. But #00 | yay, bad never felt for those grandea dames | tum & considerably con- She bad lpoked perfect grace of f inct had found: hi she had been so ness and her de slang and her dei ¢ had only been sometht: Hees tien teres ose who rT and a culngette dance and a Gpahis’s supper of headlong riot and drunken stairs, and stood deft ie the salute; the shade of some acaciay still foll across him, while the fronted were all in the glow Algerian moon, and of the thousand lamps among Cigarette gave an- rp, deep-drawn. breath. lay es mute and motionless as she ha done betore then, amon some ‘ook's hostile camp. when the fate of a hand- ful of French troops had rested on her spoke with s carelessness es of @ oan to @ dog, turning to his rel - z the gift of those “You were surely a sculptor once?’ she asked him with th distant kindness which she Arah outoast. Then who taugit you such exquinte art" ‘It cannot olaim te be called an art, madam.” - & Phan and a Paid, Bhe looked at him with en increased interest. ‘yes; it-ta— porteot~ ot tts tind: your master in It?" "A common teacher, martam—Neces- | Docs necessity often teach so well?” “Th the ranks of oor-army, I think I dowe—often, Indes, much nateauroy had stood by and "Viotor knows that ni hia men have an me on auch tri but the truth ts they lo eo well that thoy will do anything to to thelr pay She whom he had called Madame te Princesse looked w: at the soulplor of the white Arab ball night, and ne hatre| | Wis Intensely Freioh, and the whole] the rushes of cite! Yot ei she saw was a small and|anything save temptuous indifference. on them pretty mich as a war powder-trained veteran looks on tht curled dandy . of home-staying corps, fealized the difference betwixt them and torself, wave in so far as she thought them —usebras—butternies, ih at all, and -leaghed-ne ete ernnnpiravtry (APS Temembered how she coulé shoot a man like any Tirailler, and break in a colt Uke any rough rider, HK Scene in the Night. Now for the first time the sight of pne pt thore aristocrats smote her with & keen. hot sting of heart-burning joal vy. Now for the first thme the itt Friend of the Flag locked Anmelees—graces—of-rani-—with-an-eny: and hi ane latening to the banda. whioh, through * Getenuray Gigarette's Hate. “Bah! she would faint, Tio tan, WIth Ter aedali re no more than a made for summer those dainty. gorgeous, aii She had’ never r -esvage authority—of—his_general || speech was softencd for onke of hig but thers in the words that murmur to herself: 46 | Will Forgive Him 1” “I¢ he forgets his promise, I will not forgotten | had“ he forgotten the lesson thut th read him tn Myon the iedas on the of rade, and stood lent, without once giancing at tie aughty face that was more the Africun starlight Deen in the noon aun of dier cast in bronze. The scene was it to waste their said carelessly; ove the canteén rated what she had no an ti whose fence ed there among the rhododen- and nearer, : #0_mudh, under the Bios would have t | as a Tigard even ot | ing a an Indian | pene the. worda ‘spoken, whéch 0 aroused all th. warrior’ soul and her demo- ial bending his fine Gark he: eer fancegeen. yeur wish to seo my he was murmurt ae rot Close enough under hi the words. “Tp hear was to mg. fe waits your brought “wim here tered @ Flag to herself with the her— burning more hot! ‘allver pheasant.” whose nature had never before been. touch with—with a sudden perception, quick bitter ag gall, Ngnant, of what thi 1a whi If had loat might be in It: ees ight be in its ‘highest and whe thought. t must be a solace to man: hour In the barracks to be able to pro- Nee dinbet beautiful pursuits, oer” said Chateauro: ere are but two arts tanto and swift and hatred on the central form of all—a|?’ inayitable con: I wi she mused, while her teeth clinched on fhe ruby. ot Tips and heart ewelled, halt with impotent r: with unoonfeased pain. looking on tor~ y, sweeping Wiy and so there In the Algerian. star. she understootl all that she had ised. all that he had meant, when he had used thet single word, tor which be had vowel on him her gnd the vengeance of the army of Africa, “Tf those are the women that he knew he cama here I 4 that ho never cared to watch even Wag tho !atent, unackn Vin or_yirtues foro bedience. 4 be in the Russian ser- Oy," meld the | ¥- that, slant as it was, Indies there; ‘but she paseod: them, and rations of caste, am more now that nh He Kad done Wiis i er oe teat de amused att vening themeelyes out and a finish worthy a Bodin “men are made to keep Friend of thi | passion. Pans! ;against that |delicate train was sweo} inner, occupl gentlemen receive tee nis corporal!” thought she lafd aaida the Wi King once more. (To Be Continued.) a @tood apart, 5 % ADVICE T° LOVERS cation. Now, as I don't know his pa- Tents and he does not know mine, do you think It proper for me to go to his Parents first, or ask him goto mine? His parents are quite a way off and my folks are very near, By all means, take him to aee your parents first. Tell them of your engage- ment. After doing this, there {s no rea- fon why you should not make a short visit to the home of the young man's parents, who should also know of your engagements are “with fashion, ftty freighted.” [25 8 CEN 4 MAN'S PROPOSAL. young wan writes me that he cannot induce a gitl to answer his proposal of nearriage one. way or the other. ~ “T tell her 1 love he: take, never to tell anithing you near The right way will be for you to tell the gentleman that you are sorry you did It, Then If he atlll continues to be angty pay no attention It 1 always right to way “A am sorry’ when you have hurt some: about another. NCE it a while runs one letter, “and urge her to be my wife, but eho only laughs andwill not on, by a mistake, @newer me, What shall ‘There ts but one thiny for the young man or any young »man similarly suwbJect to the caprices of a! Deer Betty: frivolous gir to do, and that ts to teach her, by total | nesleat and attontions bestowed ‘elsowhera, the respect ! every woman owes to a man's offer of marriage. .For {f @ man propopoa).to.@ girl, co mattor how much she may dislike him or how Thitcuttire-the-tden-ot him as a husband may seem to her, she owes tis offer a serious and considerate anuwor. The gentlest refunal ia a sharp blow to & man's pride, @ deeperata wound to his heart disaster to him by rudeness or frivolity. Bome day you may tove very much yeur love may not be returned. ‘Then ‘Rhye’ eves shown another, Sorry She Told In L She Accepts His Boos, AM a young man seventeen years of age and would like to beconie ac- quatited with a young jady! of tho I know that she. alao loves } engagement, \Rot advisable. \ Quarrel Two Years Old, HAD a quarrel two years ago with & girl, but have not made up since, her yet and have reason to e wtill thinks the same of me. What would you advise me to do? which I loan her through her brother. How can I go about this in the 4 hopes, Do not aggravate the Why not get this brother who cur- ries your books to her to invite you ty jouse? The rest would be easy, I you, fil need all the kindness you ARPRANGMENT SHOWED IAT gwo Preatsad | | *7%- ——— woall I make “friends with him again? \ | Wal I apologize or not speak to him at J Go and ¢ell her all about ‘Tell her wherein you can wee you (were at fault and ask her pardon. jake carea for you & His Parents or Hers-?. ‘Dear Betty: AM & young girl of sighteen and am peetetly engaged to a young man (having he. wil for all? Iam very sorry for: It. upward f1 ing tam wit ofa long, All the Johns Looked at Her. like Alaska in. @ finished ‘he took crack about mr ratdpolder it'll be | #nd {ust sald. Oh. ‘Good-Night-Judge’ for her. She's the| anda reaching for the eee What Mary Ann that tried’ to cop my Adrian| pened from me, Adrian. ia Flirting Josie on| "Ou. the face, and Our-Best-Cut on tho clothes. He thinks the great blue cell-| mi ing-was-made_for_me to walkiunder, ang Sa HE FIGHT AGAINST OLD AGE. 4 ANY letters come to me, written by men as well as M worven, who wish to checkmate the ravages of olg ‘a ae age -hefore the lines grow too deep to be erased ahd pie NN the air has lost ita color beyond repair. With very few -‘e pa excipilons these letters come from people who work. The a Business world of New York ia Ike an ungratetul hus- bandman who turns his flocks out of the green pastures and on to the broad highway, where grazing Js scant, as they gow (00 Old to be of service to tim, Tt l@ @ maddening thought to thoes who work, and-must work forevermore, that the very wrinkles acauired from usefulness must later appear as silent witimsses against them. One poor man writes me that he haa worked at bartending all his life, Dut now that old age creeps on apace and his mustacne and halr are turing ey he mamt needs be shelved to give place to the young and sturdy barkeep who has_a_long life befora him women writesthather—worli-ae- nt ia’ dmiperiliod by the first appearance of a gray hair and an untimely wrinkle, She ts desperate, Her dally bread hangs on this slender support. Wheat shall we say? That the world is ungrateful? But the world tas net @oanged and we can only fight tt with Its own weapons—thet ts, laugh at its caprices and keep young. With this determination held patiently in mind, half the battle is won. It ts useless to whisper ings into the ears of the foolish _ young, but when they first foel the clutoh of olf age there ts yet tima The battle will be partly mental and partly sclentiic, for science has taken a.hand in the struggle and has provided endless weapons with which old age Is drivem back Into his covey, It has shown us how to sinvoth out wrinkles, to expand the sunken chest and to distribute evenly the unruly flesh which piles tteelf up stubbornly in one place. Moreover {t has shown us how to eat and how te sleép and how to breathe. The montal part of the battle ts not so casy, but ft may bo acquired. It teaches us to banish the petty worries which bring wrinkles, to control the tempers which weaken the physical forces, te enjoy and be content, Health and Peauty are to be the masters of our fate, we may at HINTS FOR THE HOME Lemon Ple.- beaten to a stiff froth and ada ome tablespoon of sugar, Remove the cream. re from the fire and stir or fold in the prntony stie (2:3) Cup sumer, 1698! OF) hi teg cWnhien|/oool/: favor! with) Hal butter size of a walnut, 2 tabdle- teaspoon lemon and one teaspoon vue spoons cornstarch dissolved in a Ittle | py, cold water; let this cook well. Juice of \ 1 lémon (or about 2 tablespoons juice), Favorite Cake, some of the grated rind (I do not Iike| T H® yolks of four eggs well besten 0° large cup bolting water, into the whole), 1 cup sugar added tq the with a quarter teaspoon of salt, Juice; pour the cooked thickening into scant half cup of butter, one cup this"AH add the beaten yolks of 2 eKEs. creamed with tha butter, to Bake In custard ple plate until It bubc| which has been added a Uttle nutmeg ~~ bles In the middle well; cool and frost.) and & quarter (axpoon temon extragt (always cream my flavoring {nto Tapioca Cream. ter and sugar.) Add the pibeab pas [ff Ast and, some ait cap tapioca hird cop of milk, ope over night Jn cold water, In the Into witah “haa. Deep. afte > morqing put one quart milk In| One Leakpoon baking powder, Bake | double bofer, add onfe cup sugar and] A sediloped it holiny |, twa leuna®ef. tapioca. Cook. Qntil rhe Layarbe wire) ee