The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-07-14

on DuS1neSS Cr1p to CQe SOuLl. AI1c1a was accompanied by the Atkins house keeper and, as usual, was garbed re- gardless of expense.
 Mrs. Salters smiled sweet1y upon the Atkins heir and then added in a church whisper: Don't she look sweet? I agree with you, Sarah; it is strange how Captain Whitaker lets his little niece go. And him richv'
 'Niece?" repeated Mrs. Simpson eagerly. ''Who said twas his niece? I heard twas child he'd adopted out of a home. There's all sorts of queer yarns about L. Oh, good mornin', Cap'n Cyrusi How do you do?"
 The captain grunted an answer to the effect that he was bearing up pretty well, considering. There was scowl on his face and he spoke little as. holding Emily by the hand, he led the way home. That evening he dropped in at the perfect boarding house and begged to know if Mrs. Bangs had any fashion books" around that she didn't want
 < '1 mean-er-er-magaz azines with pie lures of women's duds in 'em," he stammered in explanation. "Bos'n likes to look at sem She's great on fashion books, Bos'n fs."
 Keturah got together half dozen numbers of the Home Dressmaker and other periodicals of a similar nature. The captain took them under his arm and departed, whispering to MT. Tid- ditt as he passed the latter in the hall:
 "Come up by and by, Ase. I want to talk to you. Bring Bailey along, if you can do it without startin' di- vorce proceedin's.''
 Later, when the trio gathered in the Whitaker sitting room, Captain Cy produced the fashion books" and spoke concerning them
 "You see," he said, five been thinkin' that Bos'n-Eni1y, that is want rigged exactly the way she ought to be. Have you fellers noticed dt?''
 His friends seemed surprised. Nei- ther was ready with an immediate an- swer, so the captain went on
 Course I don't mean she ain't got canvas enough to cover her spars," he explained, 'sbut what she has got has seen considerable weather, and it seemed to me twas pretty nigh time to haul her into drydock and ref1t. That's why I borrowed these maga- zines of Ketury. I've been 1ookin' them over, and there seems to be plen- ty of riggin' for small craft. The only thing is I don't know what's the right cut for her build. Bailey, you're a married man. You ought to know somethin' about women's clothes What do you think of this, now?"
 He opened one of the magazines and ? pointed to the picture of a young girl, with a waspy waist and Gntputian feet, who, arrayed in f1ounces and furbelows, was toddling g1ngerly down a flight of marble steps. She carried a parasol in one hand, and the other held the end of a chain to which a long haired dog was attached
 The town clerk and his companion inspected the young lady with delib- eration and interest
 ''WelI. what do you say?'' demanded lCaptain Cy.
 "I don't care much for them kind of dogs" observed Asaph thoughtfuIly.
 "Good land! You don't s'pose they heave the dog in with the clothes for good measure, do you2 Bailey, what's your opinion?"
 ME Bangs looked wise.
 ''I should say,s he said-"yes. sir, I should say that was Q real stylish rig out. Only thing is that girl is consid- er'ble less feshy than Emily. This one looks to me as if she was break1n' in two anidsh1ps. Still, I s'pose likely the duds don't come ready made, so they could be let out some to fit. Whats the price of a suit like that, Whit?'
 Afternoon gown for miss of six teen''' he read. f.Humphi That settles that first crack. Bos'n ain't but half of sfxteen.'
 Anyway" put in Asaph, ''you need somethin' she could wear forenoons if she wanted to. Whats this one? She looks young enough"
 The ''one'' referred to turned out to be ''coat for child of four.'' It was therefore scornfully rejected. One after another the different magazines were examined and the pictures dis cussed- At length a '-costume for miss Sf eight years'' was pronounced to be pretty nearly the thing.
 Godfrey scissorsy' exclaimed the hdmiring MT. Tidditt, That's mighty swell, ain't. it? Whats the stuff goes into that, Cy?'
 '' Material, batiste, trimmed with embroidered batiste.' What in time is batiste ?"
 'I don't know. Do you, BaIley?"
 'tNo, never heard of it. Ketury never had nothin' like that, I'm sure. French, I shouldn't wonder Well, Ketury's down on the French ever sence she read about Napoleon 1eavin' his fust wife to take up with another woman. Does 1t say any moreT'
 ''Let's see. Makes a beautiful gown for evening or summer wear Sum- merI Why, by the big dipper, we're aground againI Bos'n don't want sum- mer clothes. It's comtn' on winter
 He threw the magazine on the floor, rubbed his forehead and then burst Into a laugh.
 'For goodness sake, don't tell any