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FLASHY LODGE REGALIA.
Colors Most in Demand-Getting
More Elaborate and Expensive.

From the Kansas City Star.
Millions of dollars are spent every year
in the United States for lodge regalia. The
costumes are made up in almost every
color. but the designs generally are f1ashy.
Red is the favorite, yellow and blue run
neck and neck for second honors.
The combinations are not supposed to
blend, the idea being to give a dazzling
effect which will inspire the wearer With
a commanding spirit and instil in the
neophyte respectful humility.
One Kansas City firm issues 80 cata-
losues describing its different lodge and
fraternity aphernalia.
I'VE all like to be dressed Up now ana
then. said the manager Of the firm,
which sells S3.CGD.Go worth of lodge
equipment each year. This firm recently
manufactured II nickel studded uniform
for a Kansas lodge officer. The uniform
alone weighed twenty pounds The helmet,
which was extra. weighed three pounds.
The uniform is almost d duplicate Of one
a Kansas City lodge man hos been wear
ing one night in every month for ten
years.
ReSalfa and uniforms are expensive
The money spent for the costume OF the
chief officer of almost any fraternal
chapter would pay for three or four good
suits of clothes. Three sample outfits,
each worth more than S2iG are on dis
play in the Offices Of Kansas City novel
~ company. The dealers Say lodge officers
are demanding more elaborate and more
expensive costumes than ever before.
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81 brought-brou9ht the man ha 4.
cried shriliy 10 the startled crowd. ~
Nanted-to come-to save-chipi
4 confused shout arose. Men Yer
dmly rushing forward; cries. exc anna
tions. cheers broke upon her ears
She's brought Hadley back" some on
burst out. Brought him back-and tied
to his horse.-And he's dead,
Some one shouldered his way through
the crowd as she reeled in the saddle.
Il reckon. Chip" the voice resumed.
there amt anythin' against Nou-now.
Blamed plucky little woman. l take it,.
Was the man who pushed forward In
the crowd-who was addressed as Chip
was he?
With a little moan she swayed in tho
saddle. man caught her in his great.
strong arms. Dimly she saw it TO he the
one called Chip-and yet-those big gray
eyes were jim s-her Jims
Jimmie" she sobbed, gripping her tired
little arms about his big bronze neck Il
Amt a coward-now. Am l, Jimmie"
But the man who was named Jim. and
who was called Chip. said nothing: only
the big unmanly tears were running down
he cheeks as he kissed her.
Copyright, 1907
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Although the entries for the Glidden
tour do not close until June l. thirty
cars have been nominated to date Chair
man ;. NJ. Butler of the A A A. con-
test beard received twelve entries dur
ing the past week. He has been notified
OF many more to be made during the
coming week. In all likelihood the total
VIII equal between fifty and seventy-fve
cars.
Dali II. Lewis, the official pathfinder.
reported to Mr.. Butter in Chicago and
turned over the data for the 1910 tour
DOCK, which is to be combined with the
A a. A. year book. The combination
volume, IL is believed, will be most
valuable one for all motorists
The route OF the big national tour
n: easures UP just $50 miles from Gin
cinnati, Ohio. to Chicago. via the line
which passes through thirteen statey
and loops around an area of nearly
1,o".Uo square miles, containing more
than "o,oooD people. II is by far the
most extensive and important tour in the
history Of the A. y. AS annual con-
test
The association, in selecting this route
through the progressive southwest is
satisfied that the 1910 cars entered will
ge- one of the finest mechanical tests
ever offered in reliability contest. At
the same time the Manufacturers Con-
test Association has approved the rout @
promising market country for the sale
OF cars next year.
Local enthusiasm along the route
seems to increase rather than subside
During the week the contest board has
received hundreds of letters from motor
CLUBS, commercial organizations and
municipal officials in cities selected as
stopping points. asking If. now that
their cities hav been designated. they
can make any further preparations
which will add To the comfort and
pleasure of the visiting tourists.
The starting date has been changed
from June Is To II, which will make
the finishing date AT Chicago June 80,
allowing fifteen running days and two
Sunday rests
National reliability tour:
Glidden trophy uivision-Premier Motor
Manufacturing Company. Premier Motor
Manufacturing Company Chalmers Mo-
tor Company. Chalmers Motor Company,
Chalmers Motor COMPANY, Cole Motor
4 Company, MaNwell-Briscoe Motor Com
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The gully was swathed in whirling. ris-
ing mists now. The bluejays still scolded
and screamed; chipmunks ran, tail up, be-
fore them. Another mile and the mists
cleared. She turned for the man. He
had not come up. She waited When at
last he swung into view she started and
sucked in her breath with little. half
gasp. The stranger hung forward in his
saddle: his hands were not on the reins;
he lurched like drunken man.
"Why-why-" she gasped, you're i'll
faint-I did not know the wound was that
bad. Let me see it"
The man raised his head. sShe noted
how white and drawn his face appeared.
''We-got to get-to-camp fore the
mornin.'' he wavered and added, YEARLY.
"How-much farther. Ell ~
About five miles, she answered quiet
ly Then impulsively: Man, man. you
said 1t was only your arm. Why look
look" she turned faint for the instant
Its your side-your side
The stranger laughed guiltily. The
Observation-Disclosures stop at the arm. Jus,
naturally kept gon'. 'Taint much,
guess, only-it hurts-in here and he
patted his side affectonateIy.
Hester, with set teeth and white face,
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the stranger. He was still standing there
in the doorway, hands cinched. The
sun was lower now; and the gaunt
shadows we're creeping nearer and nearer
the cabin. How brave this great. coarse
man: how pitifully weak and cowardly
she
Determined she came to her feet and
stole to the mans side. He turned quick
ly from her touch.
You can't never find the way down the
trail tonight she wavered, her eyes fill
ing. you can't ever do it. Ill-1ll take
the other horse-and guide you. II amt
a bit afraid"
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the rise and then we are safe" Togethe:
they urged their ponies ahead. Just as
they dipped down into the shadows two
more shots cracked sharpl.-. The strang-
er leaped in his saddle with sharp ex.
clamation. Hester felt her heart beats
thicken horribly.
'You-hit?" she choked. feeling giddy
and unnerved for the space.
"Eothin' much" he wavercd. Its only
my arm; just a scratch. Let's hurry
hurry
The hours dragged on, endlessly. Hes.
ter gazed with big, eXpectant eyes into
the violet. mystic shadows What q
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ccred nervousiy at his holster. The APP
preaching horseman, topping the rise
was distinct in the moonlight. His pony
came down the s,ope al a gentle. effort
less canter: he passed Enauspicous Wher
the hoofs we're naudible the two Ven
tired or.t again TO the bright trail
Perhaps they had continued ahead five
minutes when the first shot came.
hester refined back with little cry OF
surprise and fear: the man. forgetting
swore huskily. On the opposite slopC
of the gully the marksman was seen
the moonlight glinted upon his rife.
Come" she urged Wen soon tor
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Winter Home of Deer.
From ST. Nichoia s.

The winter home of the American red
deer is vey interesting. When the snow
begins to fly the leader of the herd
guides them to some sheltered spot
where provender is plentiful. Here as
the snow falls they pack 1t down. tramp
ing out a considerable space, while about
them the snow mounts higher and high
er. unit! they cannot get out If they
would. From the main opening or
yard. as il is called. tramped out paths
lead to the nearby trees and shrubbery
which supply them with food In this
way they manage to pass the winter in
comrarative peace and safety.
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"You're-youre "a brave little woman
he faltered. softly, tenderig. so unlike
man. "a braNe-littIe woman reckon
we-we'n reach Chip"
She nodded and helped him back into
the saddle Another weary NILE and n
called TO her:
jus, YOU take this slariat-and tie ne
tight in the saddle. I'm get;in sort "f
, ii ed and dzzylike somehow. and tn.
trail is getting rougher and roueher. Tie
me good and tight. little woman
Hester obeyed; after which they went
on again. wordless She wondered duly
what Jim would say. did he bat know "a
this. Would he. after this night, call her
a coward? Perhaps he would learn OF
and-come back TO her. If he only would
come back,
I The trail was widening now. They were
! nearing the camp.
I She turned to find him swaying in the
saddle. His hair had fallen over his face.
his arms were straight and limp. She
felt a strange. unnatural fear.
Man, man" she stammercd, "were
almost there-almost there. Don't give
up. See-doNn below there--its the
camp Don't YOU see-its the camp
YEARLY the man raised his head: he
lifted trembling arm half way to his
lips. and then dropped it heavil,
'1-guess-g we're just in time-lit-
tie woman, re wavered, uusteadily. i
hope-Chip-aint in danger yet
Man she cried, he groaned and
toppled forward in the saddle. On the in
cline the ponies cantered swiftly. tn.
form Of the man lurched Grotesauely.
held only by the straining rawhide
Now they were in the camp and ridin:;
IL wn the main street. \ group of men
suddenly appeared before her. She laIEhs
and lurched perilously in her saddle. \
flush of eXultation came over her. droV,
the color to her waXen cheeks an
brought the words between her lips.
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SquaWs and Their Oxblood Oxfords

From the Kansas City Times.
Pah-Pah- ThepPeah and Wah-Ah-Che-
Thet, two kickapOo Indians, were in
court at Oklahoma City on the charge of
stealing a fat pig from a farmer near
Harrah. The defendants were accom-
panied by their squaws. who with other
things wore new. tight, bright oXblood
oXfords. with high pinnacled heels.
AS the trial dragged on the shoes began
TO pinch, whereupon the squaWs sat
down upon the floor, pulled off their
shoes, rolled over on Their blankets and
calmly fell asleep.
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She remembered the look of pain That
passed over his eager boy;sh face when
only too clearly. watching him ride dow n
the trail toward the camp. with never "A
backward glance: and then she went sob
bling. tremulous to the little front room.
with its Wrearhs of wild flowers she had
eagerly picked. and cried and cried the
length of the long night
But she was a coward, He had called
her d coward Those were his words. ami
they stung TO the depth of her foolish lit
tie heart.
Her eyes travelled reluctantly back 20
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A VISITOR AT THE CABIN.
By Roland Ashford Phillips.

She trembled and Redeemed as the big
stranger choked back Il sob and pressed
10th his coarse lips to her cold, little
bands.
Through the sitting, violet twilight. the
tUo, the girl in the lead. picked thei-
way cautiously around the mountain and
Plunged boldly into the deep. mysterious
shadows of the canyon. II was scarcely
u trail; and only sharp. familiar eve
might distinguish il from the surround
inss. Sometimes, when the trail Nidened.
the man urged his pony ahead and rode
alongside the girl And she vas glad, for
some OF the shadows frightened her 1t
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was near midnight when the unexpected
happened
They had rounded a sharp bowlder and
were easily ascending a steep incline that
lay distinct in the moon-fire. Half way tn
the top they heard the sharp clatter of
approa ching hoofs and both nstinctivey
refined in their mounts
IT'S dad, Hester said. shortly with a
catch in her voice. He must not see u.s.
They turned abruptly to their right
and plunged a little way into the dark
shadows Of the pines. The stranger fin
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Bronx-Why has Jones become so op-
posed to clubs?
Harlem-He was introduced to his wife
at a country club. proposed to her at a
golf club, married her at a church club
now the alimony he pays her just meets
her club dues.--Judge.
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| him some bacon and potatoes which she
| had saved against her fathers return.
tie drew up his chair and ate ravenously.
| She poured him some coffee. He lifted
the trimming cup with trembling fingers.
4 sharp Clatter came drifting through the
door. The mans grip upon the handle
weakened and the cup crashed to the
floor. splitting the contents over the white
cloth and his pants.
''What-was that" he burst out, leap
ing from the table, his face blanchins
his fingers fumbling nervously at his
revolver that swung easily at his hip.
"What-was that noise. eh?"
Hester backed against the cabin wall,
hands 10 her face-the mans actions
frightened her. When she spoke her voice
was strangely out of pitch.
'.Thats-that's Flip-hes my pet chip
munk. He thinks it's dinner time, II
suppose. / always feed him at meal
time
The man sank slowly to his chair, his
lips still drawn and white. Il m pretty
shaky." he vouched. 'AnG-and I'm aw-
full sorry ] spilled the stuff on Your
clean spread. His voice was not IN
pIeasant she reasoned, subconsciouly.
He ate for a time in silence. Hester
came away from the wall and sat down
on a stool before the doorway.
Got any horses" the stranger began
abruptly.
got one"
He looked vaguely out the door.
Got to get back to camp tonight" he
began half unconsciously, so it seemed.
Got TO get back fore mornn' Ain t
it about twenty miles to camp" He turn
ed abruptly to the girl.
Yes, It's twenty-five miles by the
trail"
His eyes widened. "You-you know the
trail, eh?'
She nodded quickly. i've ridden it for
two years But it's an awful bad one"
The man pulled ref1ectively at the stub
bic on his face.
II got to get back-to camp fore the
mornn'-sure" he reasoned again slow
Iy. Il just got to get back
y -
chipmunk bounded Up the steps, peered
inquisitirely into the room; saw the big
stranger and sprang away again, chatter
ing and scolding. The man did not APP
pear to notice.
Would you let me have one Of the
horses 80 he asked, quietly. without look
ing up Would you -let me have one Of
'em TO get back to camp tonight
"Why-yes: l don't think dad'll care
I've got to save Chip from the men"
he resumed once more Il just got to
do it
Chip" her voice arose bravely and
questioned.
Yes and the man nodded and
turned Il don't mind tellin' you, little
woman / just broke Jail down there;
run away to the canyon, and here ] am.
/ didn't think of it at first. You know
Chip had me in charge-he's responsible.
And in the mornin-if the men find out
I'm gone-weil, it'll go hard with the boy.
m sorry l done il, now faint right
that the boy should suffer. is ii, little
woman? That's why l just got to get
back fore t mornin.
Hester met his eyes, squarely; they
were burning bright and purposely.
Guess it seems sort of funny to you to
have me tellin this eh?-and-me-a-
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The dealer was busy filling bottles from
a hogshead Of wine.
What kind Of wine is that" aueried
an innocent bystander.
Don't know" answered the dealer. Il
haven't labeled it yet. Chicago Daily
News.
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cisco, going by way of Omaha and Salt
Lake City. Mrs. Joseph Healy of Hazel
ton. \. D.. will make a tour in REQ
car from her home to San Francisco.
All of these cars will carry the flag OF
the Touring Club Of America. as is done
by c. II. Bigelow, who started last week
in a Mercer car on a record run from
New York to Los Angeles, and Miss
Blanche Stewart Scott, who left New
York in an Overland car last Monda y
with one mpanion, Miss Phillips. for a
transcontinental pleasure tour to San
Francisco.
The management OF the New York
branch of the Palmer & Singer Motor
Company has been offered Fred J. Titus,
the former bicycle champion Charles A.
Singer, jr., former manager, has been
appointed sales manager of the factory
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Guest-He seems a very nice young
man. What's his profession.
Hostess-He's social botanst.
Guest-And what is that, pray?
Hostess-Oh. We invite him especially
to give attention TO our walifiowers.-
Boston Transcript.
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'Blkins asks all his friends to give
him their diaries when they are through
with them What an idea, Does he
get many" Lots" But what queer
fad. 1t isn't fad. Its economy
That's how he gets his blank books. -
Baltimore American.
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and watched beWilderediy.
II was wondrous sun-filled afternoon
The soft. tumbling clouds went shpplhs
away over the white-tipped peaks; the
noisy stream below the cabin 1fetteu
and dashed itself against the rocks In It's
path.
The man came nearer and nearer. She
.au now that his. face was not unkindly;
covered with a thick stubby beard, and
very thin His clothing was torn, his
hat gone. and his hair, ragged and IN
L.mpt. hung about his ears. Hester Was
afraid at first: somehow she never gre"
10 ne fearless in the mountains. although
having lived here two years.
She stepped back into the house anu
changed her position from the door 10
the little curtained window. She hoped
he had not observed her; that he would
continue his stumbling, headlong pace ana
not stop.
But the man had seen and when lie
finally reached the yard, bounded by the
neatly heaped rocks. he gasped heaVl
and then like bit of cloth, crumpet
abruptly To the ground She did not
CRY out. although her little fingers went
hard and cold TO the back of the char.
She didn't seem TO hear anything, save
the monstrous beating and humping OF
her own heart. even though she shut
her eyes tight. the silent crCmpled fig
ure was before her, huddled TO the
ground. .tfter a long space. when the
man made no EFFORT To move, she gath
cred what courage she could and stole
furtively toward the door. Such a grim,
sinister silence brooded every where.
She stumbled softly over the step. and,
as if signal had been given, the re-
cumbent figure before her groaned and
came stiffiy to an elbow. She looked az
him dumbly. conscious that the color
pounded fierceIy to her cheeks and that
her heart choked her.
From the blank. incredulous expression
the mans features relaxed and broke
into long grin.
Well" he said shortly, sitting up
straight and passing big brown hand
across his face Well little woman,
did l frighten YOU. Ell?
She shook her head slowly. NO. no
that is, yes. at first she stammered,
bresthless The man chuckled and came
unsteadily to his feet.
II don't wonder at it,. he resumed. ad-
vancing toward the cabin You here
alone
Again Hester shook her head. "Yes-an
alone. Dads down at camp" The
stranger sighed easier.
Il just come from there. | don't know
how ever got here. Can ] ret somethin'
10 eat? Awful hungry: and I've got TO
GO back there fore mornin'-''
Without a word Hester turned into tne
cabin and the man followed behind. She
Set the table with white. nervous hands,
while the intruder. huddled in the corner,
watched eagerly.
When the table was ready she fried
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man-killer. Yes. that's what they dub
me. cause | killed man over the range
last week / did. Funny. amt it. that l
want to get back and give myself UP,
just to save a Kid. amt it, His eyes
Inisted and he paused thouGhttuliI. Any
how | got to hang. | might as well give
myself up-peaceful-like for-for 2ood
cause-than get some lead in my back
cunnin' a-ay.
Hester regarded him with wide-open
eyes and throbbing heart. She had heard
of man-llillers and desperadoes and bad
men. She had learned to fear them.
And yet, now. i'll the very presence of
one she felt strangely brave and fearless.
"You're-youre a brave man" she
managed to stammer. They oughtn't
to hang you-after that"
The man laughed bitterly. Justice IS
! ju.tice out here" he said grimly. Il
killed a man-and-and that ends it,
She sh;;ddered and was glad that his
eyes We're not watching. 1t was so terrible
to talk of hanging; to think that he was
going to deliberately go back and give
himself up.
Its twenty-five miles down the trail"
she began. DO you think yon can
make t-before morning."
He got I'D and walked to the door. The
afternoon sun was sinking Down behind
the big peaks. 4 soft, peaceful glow
was all about them.
II don't know he said presently. Il
don't know. But, I'm goin' to try.
reckon if the trail is there I can keep it
all right
Its a bad TRAIL" she repeated, when
he had finished
..rhev said SO. I've heard 1t was the
worst in the district" he went on hope
Iessly.
And you amt never took it-before? >"
Then you can't get there before morn
ing" she spoke up bravely. 1T takes
an expert to follow that canyon. You
can't ever make it,
His back vas toward her she did
not see his face: but she did notice that
his great. brown fists clinched them
selves at his sides: she knew his strug
sIe and was sorry.
From the silent man her gaze Travelled
into the other room. 1t was the smaller
of the two 1t was dimly lighted now,
for the curtains were drawn: but it was
light enough to see the flowers heaped in
many wreaths upon the center-tabie and
the shelves. She choked and almost Sob
bed aloud.
Yesterday-yesterday was TO have been
her wedding day. Jim, big. gray-eyed
Jim was to marry her; and she loved him.
But the day before he had called her
covard-a poor little coward because she
had jumped and tainted when he shot
RATHER an inch away from her arms. 1t
maddened her; she could never. never for
give him, never. 1t had frightened her,
but he had laughed, and laughed brutality
and heartlessly. and she told him to go
away-for always-always. She hated
h