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Evening journal., 1908-03-25
FINE DISPLAY AT THE FASHION,
s. l. Mayer & Company Are SHOWING
the Latest Creations For Wonen.


The formal Spring opening OF The
Fashion, S. L. Mayer q Company's ex-
elusive woman's store. at Fifth and
Market streets viii take place tomor-
row and win continue until Saturday
night. during which days the store viii
remain open until O'Clock az night
The store has a bountiful array OF All
the latest creations in summer goods
Tor women. In the suit department 4,
a splendid line OF Partisan model suit
ings In panajah and chiffon panama
serges and worsteds in all the latest
shades, including Copenhagen blue
champagne, wood brown and all the
fancy mixtures. The Merry WidovS
cloaks IN all shades with big. loose
armholes falling down over the should
ers as sleeves and dainty trimmsnes
OF cords and Persian silk in artistic
contrast are among the prettiest ar
ticles OF display.
In separate skirts are shown finished
Evening journal., 1908-03-25

where alarm rose from two deaths from
the plague in the fall Large numbers OF
dead rats have been found and from the
numbers at the same time it Is believed
they died from plague. No. plague haa
been found in the recent examination at
Honolulu and it is believed to be exter-
minated.
Evening journal., 1908-03-25
THE WILMINGTON EuRMIruRE co
Some Distinct Novelties BEING Shown
at Ninth and kina Streets.

At the Wilmington Furniture Com
pany's store. Ninth and King streets.
is seen a particularly high grade Of
furniture. The store is a rival Of the
furniture stores OF Philadelphia and
Baltimore. and although II viii have no
formal spring opening. It IS ready 10
supply bargains In furniture that. Il IS
asserted. can not be surpassed out
side OF Grand Rapids. Mich.-the larv-
est furniture making center IN the
country I'VE won't decorate cur store
Evening journal., 1908-03-25

A generation or so ago, if woman
had an errand she walked-She had to,
there was no other way.
Later she could do it in half the time
by riding. Now she can do it almost
instantly, by telephone.
That's Progress, and Progress is made
possible by science.
Fels-Naptha is science applied to the
washday problem, and it's results are just
wonderful.
Formerly washday was time of sick
ening odors, back-breaking labor, disor-
dered house and the severest test on the
clothes. This was necessary. There was
no other way.
The FelS-Naptha washday-the
scientific waShday-isn't washday at all in
the old sense; merely an incident in the
routine of household duties.
And if directions on the red and green
wrapper are followed, the result is certain.
Evening journal., 1908-03-25
CHRISTIAN
ENDEAVOR NEWS

Topic for March 20, 19os:-our Fill
pino Brothers Progress in the Philip
Pines.-Matt. 10: 31-ss.
Evening journal., 1908-03-25

There's cheer in a cup Of
piping hot Postum served
with good cream. and no
headache in the combination.
Clean, hard wheat - in.
cluding the brsn-coat with
Its natural phosphate of
potash for rebuilding brain
and nerve csIIs-is used in
making Postum, and no
coffee or other harmful sub.
stance enters into its manu.
facture.
There's q Reason"
Evening journal., 1908-03-25
How One WaSherwcman Was Converted
to the FeIS-Naptha WAY.

Anty Dradge-'Why, bless my SOUL Mrs. Old School
the washerwoman has seen the light at last and has
adopted the Fels-Naptha way of Washing.
Grocer's Boy-"She was forced to it, Anty Drudge
Mrs. Millionaire her best customer told her that if
she didn't use Fels-Naptha she'd take her washing
away. Was tired she said, of having her clothes
come back all yellow and with streaks of dirt
still in them''
Arizona republican., 1908-02-02

and vivacity natural to her.
 Mrs. Mora:ty drew a chair from behind her and sat down.
 Pour me sup O tay into yer saucer" she said, her speech suffering relapse into it's earlier phrasing "Ah," She drank deeply That's what I used to say Sheilab aroor-Whats the use? But my poor mother was English and mind me how she struggled to keep up with the rubbing of the children Satur day nights and the clean clothes to put on ivry Sun day morning. If I let that go' she'd be saying, seems Ike I'd let everything go' And now since himself wint home and I've had the of ye all, I fad nleself a-sayn' Whats the use? and other self a-sayn as my poor mother said If ye let that go yell let ev'rything go.'
 She stopped. for Sheiah had ceased to listen. Put ting the saucer down she rose and resumed the iron ing But she glanced from time to time at the girls dreaming eyes following the sharpening outline of roofs against the sky.
 "Sheilah." she whispered tensely, lis Patrick OMeara coming for ye the night?"
 The delicate flush on Sheilahs cheeks burned to crimson.
 He'll come" the girl said hestatngly but maybe it's for the last time"
 Mrs. Moriarty studied her anxously. He's good man, Sheilah." she urged. "A Cath1c, and steady, and--ye wouldn't have to work yer fingers to the bone. And we're not strong"
 Sheilahs eyes sought the skyline again.
 l Just lflnh or lt ali daE, She sdld SlmpiE. Last week I'd made ID re mind to say yes, and I'd begun to think Of clothes But-"
 q was scared e: ye goin' to that big store" sighed her motr-r The clerks there dress like dudes-and they ,c mere to a girls fancy than plain man lkeSPatricl zAu works on the roads. But it's their backs the money goes, Sheilah. Yell have Pats for yer housekeepin'" Its not the clerks mother" sheilah rose and put away her cup and saucer. I've thought of taking to service"
 Her mother started. "To service?"
 Sheilah nodded. "Milly Stearn has aunt in Mrs. Van Tesse's service. Shes got Milly in. She lives just like lady mother. There seven upper maids, and each one has tiny room all and clean, and they take a bath every day-not just Satdy nights-and they clean clothes, pink and blue chambrays, and caps apd aprons like the you see on the stage. The works easy. Mlly's aunt says-and five week, while I get three-ffty now. Five, and me keep. I'd send you home three and get meself trousseau with the rest. As for marvin thatd come later"
Arizona republican., 1908-02-02

"Iy mother was in service in the ould country, said Mrs Morarty, putting the irons on the stove and folding the ironng-blanket. All the same. Sheiah what about Pat? Won't ye be fiingn' away a good chanst?"
 Sheah shook her head "I guess there'd be others But Pat-well, I guess he'd wait Mother" sud den passing crept into her voice. "I like him well enough-as much ever expect I'll care for any cne. But the truth is," she faced her mother def antly q want easier life than you've had Here you are nigh fifty, and working hard I get all played out at the store but that's to what you do You're on your feet all dayi Three meals, and the dishes and the washing and the ironing. and the making and the mending. When one things done ye rest yourself by taking up another, hate to see you live SO and I won't live myself No. I like Pat, But don't like him well enough to slave for him and his children as you slaved for pOppa and us"
 You'd not slave Sheilah."
 The words came from the open door, and both women turned in dismay. Patrick O'Meara in his Sunday suit of pepper and salt, bright blue tie matching his honest eyes and contrasting pleasngly with his red hair stood in the doorway, flushed and evidently perturbed
 Why good-evening to you, Patrick" said Mrs Mo- riarty pleasantly. My! but it's been the day! Sit down. Sheah, a seat"
 Patrick nodded to Mrs. Morlarty but his blue eyes rested hungrily upon Sheilahs dainty smalness and slimness as she stood before him. her dark head bent
 "I came to If yed go to the roof garden with me Sheilah" went Patrick, laying roses the table He looked wistfully from them to her. If only he could get her away into the environment of the roof garden which he vaguely felt to be more
Arizona republican., 1908-02-02

propitous, appropriate, he might yet say all he had meant to say, hear what he had hoped to hear His Celtic nature revolted against the prose of the present situation.
 Sheilah turned away. her embarrassment masking itself sullenness. Thank ye, Pat. I guess won't go out tonight" "Sheilah! Ye're turned against me?" he cried
 Never think that, Pat" interposed Mrs. Moriarty with troubled glance from him to her daughter Sure, the child's not feeling good over ye hearin what she said. And she was but havin her joke, as girls will Sheilah, get your hat won't ye? Sure a breath of air'I do ye good"
 Sheilah turned passionately to her mother. And you stay stewing here, all the same Come too mother, and I'll go"
 Mrs. Moriarty smiled
 'I go, alanna, and leave Mora and Mike to come to grief the sidewalk? No I can't go"
 Sheilah hesitated.
 Come, Sheilah" pleaded Pat "If ye knew how I've been counting the hours till this one should come round! And ye promised"
 The girl shook her head.
 T guess I won't, Patrick. I'm sorry ye heard me ye came up. But mothers wrong I wasn't joking What said l mean So it wouldn't hardly be fair would ii, to let ye spend your money taking to roof gardens, while was meaning"
 Again Mrs. Moriarty to the rescue
 Mercy on us, Sheilah, that's net the way young man LOOKS on his money Sure, he's glad to go to the roof garden. and it's mighty dull without girl"
 Patrick glanced at her gratefully He appreciated her efforts to restore lightness to the unexpected gloom of the situation.
 That's the size of it. Sheiah," he said anxiousIy My evenins spot if ye don't come"
 Mrs Morarty brought the black hat the girl had thrown aside upon her entry and Sheah slowly put it adjusting her hair by the aid of her sdecomb Without another word she let Patrick take her down the stairs passing by Moga and Mike without looking at them. Silently they boarded a car, and as silently rode uptown and presently seated side by side in the open-ar theatre with the gay stage in front pleasureseekers to right and left and the pan orama of New York behind them.
 They gave but perfunctory attention to the per formance upon the stage. and Pat took her to the roof gardens edge and began to plead.
 Sheilah leaned against the parape the salt sting of the air cooling and freshening her fevered cheeks Roof beyond roof stretched before her sharply ac- cented in the clear air lighted both by the rising moon and the suns after-glow. Far beyond wound
Arizona republican., 1908-02-02

more to talk and hear of Sheilah.
 Spring fingered that year. but it came. With it's coming the Van Tessel season ended. Among the ser wants retained to accompany the family to Newport Sheilah.
 It later in the summeT-a hot, humid summer and the papers filled with accounts of deaths from heat prostTatons.
 When Pat came back to Mrs Moriarty he found her bending in anguish Moira lying in white stiffness the table drawn close to the window The child looked a smaller Sheah, her face made older by weariness and pain.
 "I buried Mike yesterday" said the poor mother simply. And I'm thinking I'll lose Moira too."
 Pats thoughts flew to Sheilah. He spoke her name
 Mrs Moriarty shook her head. Its thankful am that she's where she get breath of air she said Maybe if she'd stayd at the store, she'd have gone under. too. Sheilahs not strong not strong at all
 All that night Pats red head bent beside the gray the dying child And when the end came and the bereaved mothers anguish found the plen- and eloquent expression which Is the gift of the Cet Pat, beside her, vowed that woman should through him. kno~ such grief. Sheilah. whom he loved, had refused him. but she might marry richer man. Let herr He would be free of her pain He would not look at her sorrow to know himself the
Arizona republican., 1908-02-02
caawight, 1907, By Thomas H. Mckee.

As the sun sop-d the west its hot rays lost little of their fierc ness Mrs. Morarty, ironing by the open window of the tenement flat wiped a damp brow and sighed with evident relief
 She laid the underclothes and gingham frocks of her five smaller children. and the shirt-wasts of ing to sheets pilow-cases and towels. She had just tested the heat the iron by the application of cautious forefinger. previously moisened the tip of her tongue, when the wearer of the shirt-wasts came into the funace-like room.
 its late ye are sheilah," said her mother. eprinkling anew sheet. Turned of seven."
 Shei,ah E;or:arty dropped into the chair nearest the window aId leaned her elbows on the table
 They were changing the notions around. and we had to stay She locked vistfuly about her. My! Eut I'm starva' for cup of tea"
 Her mother put cup and saucer from the shelf behind her on the table; and Sheilah, rising, took the teapot from the stove.
 Law mother, why dye work so? I'd let them wear-black Whats the use?"
 She leaned out of the window to reach the butter from the wooden box whchkerved for refrigerator. Mrs Moriarty had put two rolls beside her cup and Sheah began to cut and butter them.
 Her two hands euoircled her cup, as her elbows again on the deal table, sheEelapsed into complete enjoyment of the creature comforts of rest and food Her pompadourcd hair was damply trailing from its proper elevation brow and temples. Her small oval face with it's eggike line of chin its straight, short nose its black. luminous eyes shaded by thick ly growing ashes, began to lose the whiteness born of heat and fatigue, and to flush into the shell pink
Arizona republican., 1908-02-02

mach of hardness Pat. and it's sorry am if words of mine have made you think that love isn't worth all it coStsi"
 She stood the other side of the table. The light dim. but they could see how strange a beauty gowed the rough kindly face
 I've saiG that it's hard to bear children. and hard enough to raise en- she went And only he dear Mother Mary knows what 1t is to lose 'em! But, for it all do ye think I'd have lived single? Do you think I'd missed the times when Dan MoraTty courted me. and the years that he my man-mine, and not another woman's-for the sake O the wor-rk? Do you think I'd a missed of my babies, for the trouble they made me? Why, when my little ones died and you stood by me, Pat like the ye've been to me-ddn't ye know that thanked the Lord they'd been mine for time, if 1t but five years and six years? Oh. wcman's life is hard and her strengthI go, and her looksl go but if her mans
 good man. and loves her, it's worth 1t all, Pat; it's worth it all'
 Pat turned from her to look at Sheish. The dusk falling. and he had to step closer to her to read her eyes And in the dim with its poor furnish ings, another light growns-the light of the hope that had back
 Its worth it all" repeated Mrs. MoriaTty.
 "Is it?" his eyes asked of Sheah's
 Her answer was step forward, her arms teii cut.
Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1908-08-15
He Has Two Signatures.

There is one New York business man
who is reasonably proof against the
forger, as he has two signatures and
the forger must first get hold of one
of his bank checks to get any action.
Seeing the signature on letter or ho-
tel register would do the forger no
good. The bank would not recognize
it. Il don't particularly fear the
forger," the business man admitted,
"but my two signatures make me feel
safer just the same. I am surprised
that everybody doesn't hit on the same
plan. It's very easy after you get the
knacl1 of signing your name two sep
arate and distinct ways."-New York
Globe
Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1908-08-15

so sorry for her, you know. 1t is too
bad she is not pretty, don't you think?
She might marry well if she had more
style.''
When Bob Waldersea had been at
Dream Vale, his sisters country home,
for three weeks, he discovered that
Penelope Chalmers was the power be-
hind the throne. 1t was Penelope who
was always ready to join in a game Of
tennis when necessary, and she excelled
at the sport. 1t was Penelope who read
aloud, while the women embroidered
and the men smoked lazily on the
broad veranda. 1t was Penelope who
went up to town on the warmest day
Of the season to execute commissions
for everybody.
One day Bob came across the useful
young woman outstretched in a ham,
mock. He stood for moment staring
down at her, and she seemed to feel his
gaze and looked up.
Miss Chalmers in a new role" he
said, lightly; "laziness personifed."
Her serious eyes sparkled, and a dim
pie dented her cheek. II will confess
something" she whispered; 81 am the
LATEST person you ever met"
what airs you do put on, then; why,
sometimes you have pretended to be al
most energetic"
1T is all pretense, just hate to
move. 1 should like to have a little
e1oro how fOIlovy mo oro11nd fO O1Oyo
things out Of my way and pick up arti-
cles 1 might drop"
Lazy people are usually sympa-
thetic," said Bob. II wonder If you
are"
"You might try and see," she sug-
gested.
Bob scat down on long chair beside
the hammock.
"Do you know why my devoted sister
invited me down here?" he said.
Penelope flushed.
81 suppose 1 can guess the reason"
she said.
well, do you know, have made up
my mind to behave myself and please
all my relatives at last"
"Reallyi"
Penelope sat up in her excitement.
(Which one is it?"
Guess"
Penelope thought for a minute. He
had carefully spent more time with
Marjorie than with either of the other
girls "Miss Blake" she said.
Bob Waldersea threw back his head
and laughed.
81 would as soon marry an iceberg.
Blondes are good to look at, but the
Sphinx would be more companionable
in daily life"
Then Penelope recalled that although
they had not gone about so much to-
Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1908-08-15

gether, she had often seen Mr.. Valdez
sea and Eunice Adair in earnest CONVEX
sation. She remembered the latter's
quick sympathy and wild, emotional
beauty.
"Oh, it is Eunice!" she exclaimed.
"Pshaw!" said Bob, you are not a
bit clever. 1 would just as soon live in
the house with a hurricance."
Penelope! Penelope!" called Mrs.
Seton-Halrs well-trained voice.
"Coming!" answered the girl.
'I've been searching everywhere for
you," said Mrs. Seton-Hall.
Ssh! He's made his choice" said
Penelope, land just gave me to under
stand it was Anice Hart!"
''It is just like man to pick out the
plainest-lOoking girl. 1 suppose her
dignity appeals to him. There is a reg
istered letter at the post-office, and you
are the only one who can sign for me.
Would you mind walking overall the
horses are out or disabled?"
Penelope tied up broad sun hat.
"By the way, dear, after 1 get this
affair of Bobs off my mind, mean to
take a bit of a HOLIDAY little trip
abroad, and, of course, 1 shall not need
a companion, so you might be on the
lookout for some other position. 1 am
sure l shall miss you terribly; but
ones expenses do mount UP so these
days"
"Of course" said Penelope. us there
anything else / can do for you in the
viIlage?'
''No, thank you"
Penelope started off. and Mrs. Seton
Hall sighed resentfully. "She has no
feelings, that girl. 1 have become quite
attached to her, but she is altogether
matter-of-fact."
Meanwhile, Bob Waldersea, from his
corner of the verdanda, was also watch
inf Penelope, and suddenly he started
up and followed her.
where are you going nOw?" he
asked, as he caught up with her.
There was no answer.
Then he peered benath the big hat.
The lovely eyes were dewy with tears,
and the long lashes glistened.
Poor child, what is the matter?"
Penelope's pitiful attempt at calm
mes was scattered, and she broke down
and sobbed.
'Mrs.-NIrs. Seton-Hall is going
away, and-and-"
And she will not want your he
asked.
Penelope sobbed harder than ever, so
that he knew his surmise was correct
What are you going to do2"
Ell don't know"
Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1908-08-15
A Eonntain of Ants.

The house 1 was occupying in India
was a bungalow, and, as is the case
with many bungalows, the inner walls
were constructed of merely sun dried
bricks, and in the recesses of one wall
a colony of white ants had established
a nest It was evening. 1 heard be-
hind me a buzzing sound. l turned,
and from a hole near the bottom Of the
wall l beheld a fountain of young
white ants ascending. The reached
the ceiling, and then the descent COM
menced. They alighted by thousands
on the table and there shook off their
wings. In a few minutes the cloth, the
plates, the glasses, even the lamp
shades, were covered with the little
white, feeble, crawling creatures. The
fountain of ants continued to play for
at least ten minutes. When, next
morning, the floor was swept the wings
that the ants had shaken off filled a
large basket. What became Of the ants
themselves cannot say.-"Haunts and
Hobbies of an Indian Official"
Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1908-08-15
Wit Of the Youngsters
So $685. S$$$S$S

Bobby had been kept in the house
all afternoon for being naughty and
along toward evening he said: NAM
ma, I wish we lived in a fat" "Why,
Bobby" queried his mother. "Be-
cause" answered the little fellow,
people who OWL flats don't allow chill
dren in them"
Harry, aged 4, was playing in the
yard when his father called him to
come into the house. He did not re-
spOnd at once, however, and when he
came in later his father asked if he
didn't hear him call. Eyes, papa"
answered Harry, but didn't hear
you very plain"
1t had rained every day for a week,
when finally Elmer asked Mamma,
isn't there any plumbers in heavenY
81 suppose SO, DEAR" replied his moth
err why do you ask?" Because"
replied Elmer, IF there is I'd think
God would have them stop up the
leaks in the sky"
Sunday School Teacher-Johnny, in
what way do men frequently violate
the commandment, ''Thou shalt not
steal?" Johnny ASK Tommy Skin
ner. Sunday School Teacher-Is he
better informed on the subject than
you are? Johnny-He ought to be.
His father sells coal In winter and ice
in summer.
Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1908-08-15
ART OF MODERN TAx1DERmY.
Scenes Showing Winter, Rain and
Birds in Flight CIeverIy shown.

Scenes Showing Winter, Rain and
Birds in Flight CIeverly Shown.
But it is not until extraordinary set
tings are to be presented-winter
scenes, rain scenes, or birds in flight,
for instance-that the artist displays
his best Ingenuity and investiveness. A
group of musk oxen, for example, re-
quireS foot of snow. The beasts are
shown, males, females and their calves,
knee deep in snow, which is nothing
cooler than graduated paraffin. The
animals are startled and stop to gaze,
but, as seen by their tracks, they have
been roofing for the sparse grass be-
meath the heavy fall, and their shouts
and faces show frozen duSt-melted
paraffin spattered with a stiff brush.
If a scene with opaque ice is required,
paraffin in sheets strikingly lends itself
to the illusion And as boar frost is
made, so is snow dust initiated.
A rain scene is artistically initiated
by means of glycerin. Leaves Of trees
and twigs and shrubs are coated with
this liquid, which, when thinly spat-
tered over the fur of mounted animal,
looks exactly like fallen mist or con-
densed fog or like early morning dew.
Birds in flight, like the larger ami
mails, are mounted after instantaneous
photographs. With wings and tail
feathers spread and with legs lying
close, they appear to soar in general
direction, no two birds, however, being
posed anywhere near alike, and even
the angle of flight varying with the in
dividual, as is made possible by their
suspension with invisible platinum
wires.
Not only are such birds shown dart
ing skyward from a thicket, but the
ascent takes place from their Matching
ground. The sand is thickly strewn
with various nests-actual nests, stolen
bodily-and here and there are broken
shells showing where broods have been
Matched. Here the tiny birds, still de-
pendent upon their mothers, sit in
nests, bills open, awaiting a welcome
contribution. Other young birds have
managed to quit the paternal home and
are striking out for themselves among
the shells on the sands-Pearson Mag
aZine.