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The Washington herald., 1913-08-10

q pretty contrast with the soft green tilleul
shade of the gown, and the collar at the
back, o. black satin, gives still another
color contrast
Two views Of another elaborate gown,
pictured here in Numbers s and 6, are
especially good examples of the new con:
tours and accentuate the loose way the
garments hang on the figure. The gown
itself is of while silk voile and lace posed
over foundation of black charmeuse. A
black voile drapery partly wells the lace
flounces in the skirt The sash, however,
ties in the ultra-fashionable manner %
that the waist line becomes . very great
uncertainty and Il different from different
points Of view.
In Numbers 8 and an early autumn
model il presented with and without the
coat The gown il Of navy blue crepe De
Chine, the skirt has an odd puffed back
and the lace covered sirdle describes an
upper curved edge that shapes originally
over the corsage. The coat b one Of the /
new full belted models. the shaping Of the |
body arranged By tiny tucks that dis
appear under the rolled rever. A beige
,ollar Of cots de cheval and . beige belt
tvs soft and pretty contrast
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shantung, and has q chiffon yoke and
undersleeves Girdle and corsage front
are outlined with a delicate embroidery.
1t is one of those dresses where .
stylish effect is arrivel at without re-
sorting to extremes On the same dis
creetly extreme lines Is the tailored suit
of heavy moire, which stays in as q fash
ionable fabric and Is Q close rival Of the
Ottoman weave silks for the afternoon
type Of tailored suits. The vest is of
green Ottoman silk and it is crossed by 4
picot edged sash.
The skirt pleats are diagonal, made so
by the shaping of the material to the fig
ure and giving a slightly caught up look
at the back Such q suit is ideal for
either q stout or a slim figure. but it
needs skilful tailoring.
A very uitra-fashionable dress is pict-
ured here, and is the very latest draping.
The skirt is fulled into the waist I=HI
and then hitched up very high in front so
that the robe pulls in about the feet and
there Is lot Of material punched in 'front.'
of the skirt Over the black taffeta of
which the robe is made are posed blue
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while q side view may be ugly, or, even :,
the ankles are shaped well, above or be-
low leaves much to be desired. So by
finishing the petticoat with a deep fiat
flounce of lace or chiffon there is a much
more coQuettish result than with the bare
slash.
The Tapped slash is another way of get
ting away from criticism. The skirt ma
terial is Tapped over in the same fashion
as double breasted coat, and, while the
material is left unstitched, as in an ordi-
nary slashed gown, 1t is Tapped over 20
far that 1t cannot be separated enough to
show the ankle immodestly, yet it gives
plenty of space to allow for long step.
This typs Of slash IL well illustrated in
. Paris gown pictured here in two views,
No. I and No. 2. It Is of the new tilleul
green shade and il made up In two mate
rails, plain and btocaded satin. The
plain skirt is made of wide breadths of
the satin draped in this new fashion, and
the brocaded upper part ID also swatbed
about the figure, interlacins somewhat
with the plain part The corsags has the
same tendency to fulness as the lower
paft-in fact very little Of the gown isl
left smooth. Old blue satin reyess make
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is much tnat smacks of the artistic about
them. There is no longer the painful at
tempt to flatten out every one of nature &
curves nor to compress the waist line into
a smaller circumference; everything is
left very much as nature intended ii
should be. and lightly covered with ef-
fective draperies. The one abnormal de-
tail about the whole thing is in the pecul-
lar NAME Of draping gowns, for little
fulness is left about the feet. Conse-
quently the free and easy movement in
walking is impeded. For this reason a
slashed skirt was introduced in the be-
ginning of this style and later the DRAPER
les were arranged to create q slash.
But the slash which allowed the skirt
lines to conform to the figure, while Civ
ing plenty of room, has met with active
criticism. There are slashes and slashes
and while the demure ones give only occa-
sional glimpses of the ankles-and very
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DRAPED LACE TUNcs.

Although perhaps the lace tunie has Q
tendency to age its wearer, It las con-
pensatins merits which recommend Il to
women who have . tendency to stoutnssa
For the close fitting pointed tunio ee
black lace cut with the upper part in the
form Of q coat tends to make the figurs
look slim in a manner that many. alasi
find eminently desirable as years cons
fast upon them
The favortte lace employed II Chantlly.
and when one knows how to drape arts
tically nothing can be more elegant o.
The Washington herald., 1913-08-10
PAPER LAMP SHADES.

-Four crepe paper napkins, with hrss
poinssettas In one corner Of each. make a
attrecdve lamp shade Cut the polnssttias
20 that each viii make . tab end. This =
done By partially cutting the flower from
the napkin and allowing IL to tall down q
. tab. Shirr'ths white portion slightly and
stitch to the frame. Line with rcd crepe
paper. This makes . very handsome
shade. Other flowers can b used m the
same manner. bur none are prstt1se tAaa
the hie raA 0oWogA
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HERE is a really charm
ing originality about the
new fashions Perhaps
il is because the artists of
Paris have at last been
allowed to take a hand in
tbeir designing. for there
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still more by being rolled back into cuff
A frill of white cascades about ths
pointed decoIlete.
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26
What Love Is
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.

She's sorry, that's all; as sorry as
she can be for her foolish little girl
breaking of the thorns of the rose OF
love and saying to herself that she
has found the rose-she's been all
through II. has mother, all through
the whole foolish misery.
Not the First.
That's why she doesn't say one
word.
Father wasn't the only boy your
mother knew before she was married:
don't believe that, little sister.
Ten chances to one she and father
talked it all over last night when you
hung around on the porch till 10
o'clock, hoping, hoping hoping, that
HE would come in for Just a minute.
Ten chances to one mother cried
little herself when she saw your piti-
ful little face OF disappointment.
Oh, you're not the first one nor the
last TO be 'mAdly in lows" at 10, and
you won't be the first to get over It,
either.
Little girl, just laugh and read and
sing, and forget-thet's the best way
see If II isn't.
And then some day the real love,
the love that endures and tr0sts au'i
suffers and does not complain, will
come to your happy heart.
And you won't doubt any more
you will know-and that's how It
should be-always.
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26

that could be tapped or shaken or
rudely swept anywhere out of its
rightful place was dealt with ac-
cordingly. In one instance heavy
tarpaulin was lifted clean of a wagon
and neatly lodged over the heads of
the driver and horses of a passing
omnibus. They were not extricated
from its close embrace without some
difficulty and great quantity OF Sc
we're yet cogent remarks by the wag-
oner and the driver, assisted by the
bus conductor and various passen-
gers.
Philip laughed heartily for the first
time since his mothers death. He
waited until the driver and the wag-
oner had exchanged their farew al
compliments. Then he made off brisk
ly toward an establishment where
three halfpence would purchase a cup
Of coffee and a bun.
In ten minutes he felt much re-
freshed, and his busy mind reverted
to the mysterious package he carried.
Thinking It best to seek the counsel of
an older head, he went to O'Brien's
shop. The old man was taking down
the shutters and found the task none
too easy. Without a word, Philip
helped him, and soon the pensioneI
was wiping his spectaCles In the shell
ter of the shop.
IT dunno what the weather is COM
in TO at all, at ALL" he grumbled.
Last night was like the takin' NV the
Redan, an this mornin' reminds me
Nv crossin' the Bay of Biscay."
at certainly was a fearful thunder
storm" said Philip.
"Faix, boy. that's a true word. II
was just like ould times in the hills
in Injia, where the devil himself holds
coort some nights. But what's the
matter? Didn't you get that job7"
Philip laughed again. 81 am not
sure yet" he replied. II really came
in to ask you what this is"
With his hand in his pocket, he hal
untwisted the paper and taken out the
white pebbles, which he now handed
to O'Brien.
The old man took 1t. smelt It and
adjusted his glasses for a critical ex.
animation.
ut amt alum" he announced.
mo. think not"
An it amt glass"
Probably not"
"Where did yer get it?"
'T found II lying on the pavement"
O'Brien scratched hiR head. "'Tis
a quarrel looking objec'. anyhow. What
good is it?"
Il can not tell you. thought that
possibly 1t might have some value.
To De Continued Tomorrow.
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26
The Manicure
Lady
By WILLIAM r. KIRK.

EGVY TSLI. George, at last 1 have
w got a distinguished adorer."
said the Manicure Lady.
who is It now?' asked the Head
Barber.
"a man that is writing the book
and songs for a comic opera" said
the Manicure Lady. He is g sure
conner, too. George. He has the bright
est eyes you ever seen, and he talks
grand He is a awful deep fellow, and
his command Of the English language
Is simply supernuous, Other fellows
knows some big words, but they have
to tussle with them a little. This
gent juggies with them as II they were
so many balls Gee, It's pretty to hear
the conversation rolling out OF his
mouth"
'T never cared much for them steady
takers" said the Head Barber. Most
OF the steady takers makes a kind of
impression, but you usually find out
that they are steady drinkers, too"
This gentleman don't drink nothing.
I guess" said the Manicure Lady He
is too much Interested in his work TO
do anything like that bet this comic
opera Is going to be a big hit, too, and
he kind Of hinted when ha called the
= ~ ~
other night that II II was a success he
would come to see me pretty regular.
Gee, 1 would like TO be the bride Of
a nlavvrieht"
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Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26
Up-to-Date Jokes

Seth Woodbury. was a tisht-fisted,
hard-hearted old farmer. His brother
william dying. Seth drove into town
to have a notice about his health in
serted in the weekly newspaper.
'There amt no charges, be there|
he asked, anxiously.
"Oh, yes, indeed, answered the edi-
tor. "Our price is ten shiHings an
inch" g..
Bill six foot two
A person entered an inn with dog,
and an Irishman asked what breed 1t
The owner looked the questioner in
solently up and down. and then re-
Piled, with drawl:
ut is a cross between an ape and an
"Faith, thin, we're both related to
the beast" was the ready retort.
what do you mean by this, sirg''
demanded the angry advertiser
whats the natter" inquired the
nublisher of the country paper.
'1This advertisement Of our delicious
canned meats from the best Colonial
houses'-you've made 1t read horses. B"
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26
He poked at the fiery mass with the stick.

nouncing fires, collapse of buildings
street accidents and lamentable loss
Of life in all parts of the metropolis
AS the day wore and full details came
to hand the list of mishaps would be
doubled. while scientific observers
would begin a nine days wrangle In
the effort to determine the precise
reason why the electrical disturbance
should have been wholly confined to
the metropolitan area. Philip Anson,
a ragged boy Of 10, residing in a desc
late nook OF the most disheveled dis
trict in the East End, possessed the
very genesis of the mystery. yet the
web OF fate was destined to weave
a spell that would deftly close his
lips
Meanwhile he wanted his break
fast. He gathered thirty fair sized
white pebbles and a few jagged
Jumps of the iron-like material.
These he wrapped in a piece of news
paper, screwed up the small package
tightly, and placed It in his trousers
pocket Thinking deeply about the
awesome incidents of the previous
night he donned his coat and did not
notice the packet Of letters lying in
the chair. Never before had these
documents left his possession. The
uOOT was iOCheu anu lIe hey III nus
pocket before he missed them. 1t
was in his mind to turn back. In
another second he would have obeyed
the impulse, had not a mighty gust
OF wind swept through the yard and
carried his tattered cap into the pas
sage. That settled It. Philip ran
after his headgear, and so was blown
into a strange sea Of events.
Seeking Counsel.
"They are quite safe there" he
thought. I'm any case, II viii be best
not to carry them about In the future.
They get SO frayed. and some day
may want them"
Emerging from the haven of the
news, he found the untidy life of the
Mile End road eddying in restless
confusion through a gale. The gaunt,
high walls surrounding his secluded
dwelling had sheltered him from the
clustering March wind that was now
drying the streets and creating much
ILL., temper in the hearts OF carriers.
stall owners and girls with large hats
and full skirts. In a word. everything
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26

bles, many of them as large as pes 4,
some the size Of marbles and a few
bigger ones. They had evidently
flown on all sides, but, encountering
lofty walls, save where they forced a
way through the thin glass of the
window, had fallen back to the
ground. Interspersed with them lie
found pieces of broken stone and
jagged Jumps Of material that looked
and felt like iron.
BY this time the meteor itself had
cooled sufficiently to reveal the nature
of its outer crust. 1t appeared to be
an amalgam of the dark, ironlIke
mineral and the white pebbles.
Through one deep fissure he could
still see the fiery heart Of the thing,
and he imagined that when the inter-
nal heat had quite exhausted Itself
the great ball would easily break in.o
pieces, for it was rent in all direc-
tions.
His first exclamation was one of
thankfulness.
It Was Still Hot.
II am jolly glad that thing didn't
fall on my head" he said aloud, for
getting that had its advent been de-
layed a second or two the precise To-
cality selected for its impact would
not have mattered much to him.
Il wonder what it is" he went on.
rs it worth anything? Perhaps IL
dig 1t out i may be able to sell 1t as a
curiosity"
A moments reflection told him,
however, that he would not be able
to disinter 1t that day. even if he pos
sessed the requisite implements. On
its lower side 1t was probably still red
hot. Through the Boles of his boots,
broken as they were, he could easily
feel the heat Of the ground, so the ex-
pertinent must be deferred for "a
hours, perhaps longer. At any rate,
he was sure that hi mysterious vis-
itor represented a reaIizable asset. and
the knowledge gave him a sudden dis
taste for coffee grounds and stale
crusts. He resolved to spend his re-
naming three halfpence on a break
fast, and at the same time make some
guarded inquiries as to the nature aud
possible cash value of the meteor A.
self. Evidently it's fall had attract ID
no public attention. The fury of the
elements and .A~ subsequent heavy
rain were effectual safeguards in this
respect, and Johnson's News, marked
out for demolition a fortnight later,
were practically deserted now day
and night.
Philip did not then know that Lon
/ don had already much to talk about
/ in the recorded incidents of the two
storms. The morning newspapers
were hysterical with headlines an
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26
Items Of Interest

A cork sunk 200 feet deep In the
ocean will not rise again to the sur
face, owing to the great pressure of
the water. At any less distance from
the surface. however. 1t will gradually
work Its way back to light once more.
In China a man can not, by will,
dispose OF his land in favor of any one
person. whether relative or stranger;
It must be distributed among all his
male children without exception.
Horses, giraffes and ostriches have
the largest eyes of land creatures,
cuttlehsh OF sea beasts.
Only 7S in 1000 letters delivered in
the United Kingdom come from
abroad.
In the seventeenth century smok-
ing was allowed in the House of
Commons.
London has 200. 900 telephones and
the calls average 1,250,000 per day.
Consumption causes one-seventh
OF all the deaths in the world.
London uses 100000 tons OF coal
a year.
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26
Ready to Leave.

September 13.-Tompkins left for the
city this morning to summon back all
the maids and get the house in order.
He says It will take at least ten days,
and when the work is completed, the
nurse. Richards, Manette and I will fol-
low.
The woman who had the interesting
disease died. so the nurse will be with
me a little longer. ST shall not give up
hope of the boiler explosion" she re-
marked this morning. Perhaps there
may be a railway wreck on the way
home"
'Tf you and were to be the only ones
of my party in IT," I answered, '1
could Joke at the possibility, but there
is no laugh for me in any chance of a
misfortune affecting Manette."
Her face grew serious. "Tell me-"
drawing close to me, about that child.
Why do you love her more than most
men are capable Of loving child? Was
her mother an old sweetheart of yours?"
I told her that never saw Manette's
mother but once or twice, and had new
er been In love with her, or thought of
such thing.
could not tell her of my long friend
ship with the child's Aunt Mary, nor Of
the look of faith and trust in Mary's
eyes before the light went out of them
forever, a look inspired by her belief
that 1 would care for her two little
motherless nieces. Neither could 1 tell
her OF Elizabeth, the little girl who
Went Home just when she had been
with me long enough to make place
In my heart that will never be filled
again.
Manette sat in a little low chair on
the end of the porch pinning autumn
leaves together to make saddle for
the pup. She had already fashioned g.
wreath around his neck which he wore
with a look OF mute reproach in his
ewes. and was now making him stand
m while she tried her autumn decora-
tions on his back.
The Child.
"Manettel' called softly.
She dropped leaves and pins and CAME
running the dog, with his coat of color
looking a little ashamed Of his enforced
finery at her heels.
She did not ask why called her; she
knewl Jumping on my knees, she put
both arms around my neck. and whis-
pered, 81 love lots of folks, but more'n
all together love you"
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26
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You Can Begin This
Great Story To-day
byReading This
First
~ HILIP ANSON is a boy of fif-
teen. of fine education and good

IN HlL1P ANSON Is a boy or nf-
teen. of fine education and good
breeding, but an orphan and
miserably poor.
The story opens with the death
Of his mother, killed virtually by sor-
row over the death OF her husband
two years before, and subsequent want
and suffering.
Rich relatives have deserted the
family in their hour of need, and
when his mothers death comes Philip
is in despair. He looks over his
mothers letters and finds that he is
related to Sir Philip Morland. A few
days later a terrific thunderstorm
brews over London. At the height of
the storm flash of lightning scares
team attached to q coach standing
in front of West End mansion.
Philip. who has become a newsbOy.
rescues a girl from the carriage just
before II turns over. A man with the
cir. trips over Philip in his excite
ment. He cuffs the boy and calls a
policeman.
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26
YELL, we'll, Nineteen and Not
wv Bad Looking, you're having

NTELL, well. Nineteen and Not
Wv Bad Looking. you're having
an awful time, aren't you, you
and your desperate, dying love? How
many times have you been in love be-
fore-tell me true?
And how do you know you are in
love this time?
What are you in love with-the
boys" curly hair, or his blue eyes,
or his broad shoulders, or his way of
laughing. or how he speaks-or what?
Do you know a thing about him
really?
What kind Of fellow is he any
how-kind. generous. brave, decent
or careless, stingy. cowardly, evil of
life?
II there was a fire in a building and
this boy of your heart was there,
would he rush out and save himself
or would he stay behind and help
women to get out alive?
Does he give any of the money he
earns to his mother? Did you ever
know OF his helping sister out with a
new frock for one of the dances?
Does he smile when he looks at you,
or does he just smirk? There's a
whole story in just that difference?
Can he turkey trot better than he
can work, and is he the champion tan
goist of his set, or does he take an
hour or so OF once in a while and try
to work for a living?
What Does He Say?
How is he when you introduce him
to a nice, quiet. plain little girl-girl
from the country
Does he make fun OF her clothes and
laugh at her funny ways? What does
he say when you mention your mo-
ther? Does he call her the old lady"
or what? How does he seem to like
you best-at home or giggling some
where on the street with him and a
Few other young persons of his own
kind?
Oh, all these things don't matter at
all, do they? All you know is that
you love him madly and that You
can't eat or sleep or be happy without
him. How old are you, honey-1s-I
thought so.
Well. whisper. youu feel Just that
way about a dozen different lads be-
fore you find the right one. l wouldn't
be too tragic about 1t II were you.
No, I wouldn't tell my secret to
anyone. I'd try TO forget 1t all l
could.
Mother probably knows anyhow
you may thing she doesn't, little sis
ter, but she does-oh, she does.
What else keeps her awake and
restless till you are home and safe IN
bed?
What else makes her look at you
with soft eyes and a smile in them7
Laughing at you-mother?
Angry with yuo?
Not she; never, never. mother.
Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-26
A Bachelor $
Diary
By MAX.

@ EPT. S.-"Ever know" the nurse
said to be the other night, that
all the saints were old maids?
wish had writing genius and could
put down in black and white the things
which make men and women sit up and
take notice. 1 would call their atten-
ton to this statement Of my nurse and
then argue the case from this point.
Does the realization that she Is a hope
less spinster develop the quality OF
saintlineSs which 1 claim is inherent in
every woman, or did this quality de-
velop naturally with her years and serve
to keep the men away?
Sept. 1O.-I f1nd with increasing
strength that the sympathy Of the pret-
ty nurse hasn't the effect on me that it
had when was weaker. 1 welcome her
attention, keep it longer than necessary,
and feign pains to gain IT, but what
seemed sentimental situation is now
growing less romantic.
From which have deduced the fol-
lowing:
The more helpless the man, the more
likely he viii marry his nurse Tho
man with both legs broken is so per
cent susceptible, while the man with one
leg broken is only 25 per cent.
If He Had.
IF I had been blown UP by a boiler
explosion" I remarked to her the other
morning. II am sure would have mar
ried you as soon as the surgeon had
sewed all my pieces together"
Il Will ask Mrs. Allen" she replied,
'if IL isn't about time to start the boil
er in the furnace. The mornings and
evenings are chilly"
Sept 11-At last a letter from Paris.
But It was from Jack! Why does a
woman who knows a man is eating his
heart out (if a man has such an or
gan TO eat. The suffragette says he
hasn-t) to hear from her have her hus-
band write instead? Is that a sign of
goodness IN the woman?
Hello, Max" the letter ran. SORRY
to hear you got hurt, but hope you are
pulling yourself in shape all right Get
a pretty nurse! That's the thing for ev-
cry sick man to do. Sally is getting so
much attention from one Of these titled
Frenchmen that would get jealous II
hadn't so much faith in her. But you
know Sally; she thinks there is no one
in the world like her worthless husband.
So long, old boy. Write when you can
Jack"
Every man is too sure of his wife's
love, and makes no effort to keep It, I
wouldn't be so sure II were Jack Spen-
cert