The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1912-12-31
BY ESTHER GRIFFIN WHITE.
This is a day of shams.

This is day of shams.
You can never tell what anything
really is from the outside, from the
looks" or from what the others tell
you about it.
This may or may not include people.
OF course it does.
A certain police matron avows that
you can tell nothing from the face
Stating that some of the most har-
dened feminine offenders have the
most innocent and appealing facial
makeups.
That, if she wasn't experienced, she
would be deceived over and over
again.
You know how it is yourself.
Some of the fairest seeming are the
ones to be detoured around.
A certain criminal lawyer says that
the latter can always tell a habitual
criminal.
But not always an occasional or
temporary one.
Take few deep sea observations
of pictures in the paper, for example.
You open the page to be confronted
by a group Of bandits, who, upon a
second scanning, turn out to be an ag-
gregation Of ministers attending con-
ference or the delegates to bankers
convention.
Then land with both eyes upon the
picture of we'll SCI up young man
plated out on the Howard Chandler
Christy specifications and beneath you
will see the name of some wife muir
derer or train robber
School teachers can give you signifi-
cant pointers.
That sometimes the nice, well-man-
nered, unobtrusive little boy or girl
ment.
Shop-lifters frequently have angel
faces.
No-"you can't always sometimes
tell"
Not even about miladys complex
ion or the polish on the arts and crafts
furniture or the glitter to your new
Christmas ring or the taste of the al
legged oyster pattie.
Nor the loving handclasp of the can
dfdate not yet the compliments of your
uedTeSC lTleuuS.
Nor still the scheen on oriental
rug.
At least so says Mr.. Henry Hagan, a
well known lawyer of Chicago, temper
arily in this city.
Mr.. Hagan is rug connoisSeur and
can quote all the authorities.
But he has become a connoisseur
not through a fad for collecting-al-
though he has some beautiful exam
pies of the oriental weaver's art--but
through proceedings instituted by the
big dealers in oriental rugs in Chicago
who practically, in this manner, ran
out the rug fakirs in that metropolis.
These gentry, familiar to the small
er as we'll as the larger cities, are the
most plausible of their sort
Very few people are rug experts.
Or, indeed, have little knowledge to
apply to the naturalization of the
genuine.
Many of the alleged oriental rugs,
says Mr.. Hagen, are what are termed
"analine" rugs.
That is they are so cleverly dyed
and prepared that it is difficult to tell
them from the genuine.
But analine rugs fade in two years
time.
The real product of the orient does
not fade at all.
There is a certain genius in New
York that can turn out these analine
wonders, says Mr.. Hagan, overnight.
But there is one way to discover the
deception and that is to get at the
roots of the rug If the latter are
light-reversing the dark-haired wom-
an who beaches her hair-they are
analine.
1t is the custom of the rug fakir in
watch the advertisements of the big
dealers-as Marshall Field-and then
on the same day, or a day previous,
to open up an auction near the place
where the rug sale was advertised.
In this way they caught the unwary,
the careless, the floater and other
shopping incunabula looking for bar
gains.
They have their set of hirelings who
run bids up until they are taken by he,
or she, who is impressed by the more
or less dizzy figure of anything.
And who will at once swallow the
bait
Although he or she is made to be-
lieve that he is being very canny,