Corvallis gazette., June 20, 1902, Page 4, Image 4

J TH5 Ne WHO HAS BONO,
The cloudmaker say it is going to storm.
And we're sure to have awful weath
er Just terribly wet. or cold, or warm,
Or, maybe, all three together;
Bat. while hi spirit is overcast
With the gloom of his doll repining.
The one with a song comes smiling past.
And, lo! the sun is shining.
The cloudmaker tells ns the wwrld is
wrong,
And is bound in an evil fetter.
But the blue-sky man comes bringing a
song
Of hope that shall make it better;
And the toilers, hearing his voice, behold
The sign of a glad to-morrow.
Whose hands are heaped with the purest
gold
Of which each heart may borrow.
"-Nixon Waterman in Success.
A CONDITION.
........
WHEN I'm a grown-up man, as
big as father, I shall marry
you," announced Roger, with
all the assurance of 12 years.
"Perhaps I shan't want to niarry
you," said Marcella. who, although two
years youuger than her would-be hus
band, saw no reason why she should
not have some choice in the matter.
"Perhaps 1 shall marry Dicky Blair,"
she added.
"O, Ella, you promised rue:"
"I can change my mind if I like," re
torted this true daughter of Eve; "ana
you must learn to do lots of things
that Dicky can do if you want me to
choose you Instead of him."
"What sort of things?" asked Roger,
anxiously.
"Well, whistle tunes, for one thing,
for dolly and me to dance to, and cut
faces out of corks, and and O, heaps
of things."
"I can whistle," said the boy. "Lis
ten!" and a faint piping came from his
lips.
"Pooh:" snubbed Marcella. "that's
nothing. Whistle proer tunes loudly.
TKRHAPB I SHAN T WANT TO MARRY
YOU.
I mean; and, anyhow, even If you cau
whistle, I shall only niarry some one
who is awfully rich and who I love
awfully, so there."
"Miss Marcella," called nurse, "come
along quickly; we must take this turn
ing. Now, say good-by to Master Rog
er at once."
But Roger turned away. He would
not let his lady love see how much he
minded having his matrimonial plans
utterly disorganized, even if not alto
gether destroyed.
"It Is tiresome that that young fal
coner should be coming home Just
now," said Mrs. Estart, in an aggriev
ed tone.
"Why, my dear?" asked her husband.
He was accustomed to his wife's griev
ances and rarely noticed them; but he
did not understand why she should
jiilnd the son of his old friend and
uelghbor. Falconer, being on the way
home.
", you men are so dense!" replied
the lady, sharply. "Why? Because
of Marcella, of course. Here she is.
25. not married, aud evidently not
wanting to be. Here Is Mr. Pender
ton. rich, desirable In every way rath
er old. perhaps, but that is no draw
backmadly in love with her. aud no
other man near to try to supersede
him.
"Now. we hear this young Falconer
is coming back. He is about Marcella 's
age. 1 have heard he is good looking,
and he is probably as poor as a mouse.
Who knows what complications may
arise, especially as Marcella has such
extraordinary ideas? Of course, they
haven't met for years not since they
were children, in fact-aud I shall try
to prevent t heir seeing much of each
other, at any rate till Marcella's en
gagement to Penderton is tin fait ac-'
conipli."
"lo speak English, dear." was all
Mr. Estart replied to his wife's speech,
and she snapped her lips together and
left him.
John Peuderton was 57. but he was
rich, and Mrs. Estart. luto whose mind
the question of love never entered, saw
no reason why her daughter should not
marry him.
"We are as poor as we can be. Mar
cella." she said, over and over again,
"and as Mr. Penderton is so anxious
to marry you. It is only your duty to
consent."
But Marcella. with the optimisnl of
youth, thought that there were other
things than money worth considering,
especially as she must take it with a
padded, painted, bewlgged wreck of
what had once been a handsome, pleasure-loving
man. Three times he had
proposed to her and been refused, but.
backed by Mrs. Estart and his $150,000
a year, he did not despair. He was
their nearest In fact, their only - ac
quaintance in the lonely country place
where they lived, and Mrs. Esiart
viewed with dismay the advent of a
younger and better, though poorer, pos
sible rival.
Roger Falconer had been at home for
three mouths, an 1 had seen, in spite of
her mother's precautions, a great deal
of Marcella Estart. He could not help
remarking the anxiety of Mrs. Estart
and John Penderton to attain their
end. and It was only natural that with
the childish friendship to fall back up
on, aud dislike at seeing a girl urged
against her will ! marry a man old
If- I
A Plea for Good Work.
What the average amateur photogra
pher needs Is a higher aim.- the deter
mination to do, not good work but the
best work of which be is capable with
the materials at his command. In this
as In other walks of life, the old saying
ue: "If a thing Is worth doing at
all it is worth doing well;" and, again,
"Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do
It with thy might." No happy-go-lucky,
hlt-or-niiss man will succeed in
photography, and if the reader does not
want to be one of that kind he should
never be satisfied even with his best
work; aud should never rest if he
makes a failure, till be finds out the
oause. In a word, he should be his own
severest critic. I have a friend who
has done what others think excellent
work, but who says he never made a
picture yet that he did not think might
have been better. This the first hint
for doing really good work. Here are
some more.
Never take many plates .with you
when going out for a stroll with your
camera. Two or three pictures are full
occupation for an afternoon's jaunt.
Sometimes one will be ample, or even
too much.
In landscape work never make an ex
posure on a view unless you have made
up your mind that It is presented under
the best possible conditions. Perhaps
It would look better by morning light,
or the sunshine may be too strong, to
give a correct lighting of the shodaws.
Again, the distance is too clear, or the
wind is moving the trees too much.
Whatever may be the matter with an
otherwise perfect picture, make an en
try In your note book rather than ex
pose a plate. Put down the locality,
the time of day when It should be ta
ken, and other memoranda that may be
useful, and then you will have a treat
In store. But perhaps yon will not be
able to go there again. Never mind, a
pleasant memory Is better than a make
shift lecture any day.
When you have made your exposure,
landscape, portrait, or what not, make
enough to be her father, he should be
come what Mrs. Estart called "unde
sirably fwrlendly" with Marcella.
And then one day, when things came
to a point, when Penderton proposed
for a fourth time and was refused, and
Mrs. Estart emptied the vials of her
wrath and disappointment on her
daughter's head, Roger asked Marcella
to marry him.
"I know I'm not as rich as that old
fellow," he said, "but I've enough for
two people, and I love you. Marcella.
I'm almost afraid to tell you, for I've
never forgotten, when we were chil
dren and played in the wood, how you
snubbed me one day and said you
wouldn't marry any one who couldn't
whistle better than Dicky Blair. I cau
fulfill that condition. I think, but not
the other of being 'awfully rich.' "
Marcella smiled.
"What a horribly avaricious child 1
must have been!" she said. "But the
little girl in the wood had yet a third
condition. Don't you remember? She
said she would only marry some one
she "
The man looked at her eagerly.
"Loved awfully," she finished, and
Rogw knew that Mr. Penderton would
never have another chance. Chicago
Tribune.
Naming the Child.
Now, necessarily, when the new girl
baby arrived there was much discus
sion among the members of the family
as to what her name snould be.
"We will call her 'Oeraldina,' " said
the fond mother.
"Why not call her Esmeralda?'"
asked the first grandmother. "1 saw
REVERE'S HOUSE FALLING IIMTQ DECAY.
Paul Revere's house In Boston. Mass..
Is sadly in ned of repair. The ravages
of time are visible to even the most
casual observer, and unless something
Is done speedily to preserve it those
who value it as a relic of Revolution
ary times will soon see the last of It.
The house was probably 100 years
old when Revere purchased it, some
years prior to the Revolution, and was
In Its palmy days one of the very best
of Its class.
Just now the ancient house Is unoc
cupied, save for a store upon the
ground floor, but Its interior has re
cently undergone quite a remarkable
transformation with a view to render
ing it attractive for light housekeeping
among the Italians, who are most like
ly to reoeeupy it. The little stuffy store
in which Paul Revere could never rec
ognize to-day his once cozy parlor is
now devoted tt the sale of Itlain-gro-ceries.
a stock of edibles, strange to
the eye of an American, occupying
about all the space save what would
allow three or four persons to turn
around in. One might visit the place
every day for a month and never hear
a word of English spoken, either by the
proprietor or his patrons.
The ancient kitchen in the rear of the
store was long sluce subdivided luto
various apartments, one of which is a
bedroom; another, containing the old
fireplace, being now merely a deposi
tory for barrels of rubbish. Nobody
now knows anything about it. but it is
probable that the second and third
floors bear little resemblance to-day to
what they did In Revere's time, for he
moved away about 1795, and since then
the house has been devoted to a variety
of uses.
The earliest changes were probably
made half a century ago. when . -e
house was a-popular boarding place for
Cape Cod -sea captains, aud no doubt
mairar
entry against it of the lighting, time of
day, amount of exposure, etc., and also,
if you are an expert at developing,
make a note of what kind of develop
ment you think will best suit the sub
ject. Don't forget, too. to have your
slides numbered, and make a note of
the number as part of your entry. Then
you won't be developing an ample ex
posure when you thiffk you have a
snapshot in the tray.
Don't make more negatives than you
can finish up comfortably. If you have
plenty on hand yet want a walk
through the woods and fields go with
out your camera, but don't forget to
take your note-book.
As to your prints, don't be satisfied
with one kind of paper for all sorts at
negatives. Some will look better print
ed on the despised blue-print paper.
Others will look better In the rich
brown tones of the glossy solio. I have
a picture of roses and carnations. They
look more alive and natural on this pa
per than on any other; yet as a rule I
don't like P. O. P. Others, especially
bold negatives, will give better results
on Eastman's Sepia than on anything
else; and so on. It Is a good idea in
many cases to keep in mind the paper
you think will best suit the subject, at
the time you are developing. You can
then make the negative bold or soft,
thin or dense as will best suit the cir;
cu instances.
There are lots of hints along the same
lines that might be given, but they
must be kept for another time. But
whatever you do in photography do. the
best that lies in yon or throw your
camera on the scrap heap and 6tart on
something else.
Get some good wood and nail the
pieces together, making a tray the size
you wish. Theu take some oil table
cloth, and fasten to the tops and sides
by means of tacks. This' kind of tray
fully answers the purpose of the more
expensive trays for. washing, ironing
and fixing prints.
that name :n a STory once, and always
wanted to try it on a baby."
"Oli.C murmured the second grand
mother, "that would never do.. Let us
call her 'Fanchon.' "
"But don't you think 'Eltessa' is a
pretty name, and so odd, too?' " put in
one of the aunts.
"Excuse nie. ladies," ventured the
poor father, who sat uear by, "but you
seem to forget what we are trying to
find a name for a human being, and not
for a 5-cent cigar." Baltimore Ameri
can. Slaking the Most oi" It.
"That diplomy is a big one." said
the old man, "an' cost a sight o' hard
earned money: but, 'long as you've
done got it. we might's well utilize it
fer all It's wuth. Take it back to 'em.
Bill, to the college, an' ax 'em to paint
in the left-hau' corner that I do black
smlthin' cheap fer cash, an -the ain't
none kin beat me shoein' of a (Jeorgy
mule, ef 1 does say -it myself :" At
lanta Constitution.
Truth Will Out."
"I suppose," said the physician, smil
ing and trying to appear witty, while
feeling the pulse of a lady patient
"I suppose you consider me an old hum
bug?" "Why. doctor," replied the lady, "I
had no idea you could ascertain a wom
an's thoughts by merely feeling her
pulse!"
Metaphorical Heat.
"At this point she broke down and
shed scalding tears."
"My goodness! She must have been
fairly boiling over!"
REVERE HOrSE AS IT WAS.
hau a good, substantial, if plain, table, i
in order to satisfy the appetites of such
a respectable and healthy set of pa
trons. On the second floor front are - two
rooms, evidently ouce the best cham
bers. In the rear are three more rooms,
one of which contained a small closed
fireplace. Unless the house originally
had more chimneys than at present the
front chambers must have been without
means of hcviing.
Opening into the best front chamber
is quite a remarkable old-faskloned
door, apparently the only one In the
house that has survived from Revere's
day. It is nearly two inches in thickness
and is heavily paneled with quite elab
orate molding. Although broken, thj
original old wrought iron hinges still
remain. ..
There was one occasion wen Re
vere's house was the sensation of the
town, and that was on the night of
March 5. 1771, the first anniversary of,
the Boston massacre, when Revere
gave a sort of memorial illumination
quite characteristic of him. The im
portance with which it was regarded
by the public Is shown by the publica
tion of a detailed description of it in
the local papers, an extraordinary thing
J in those days of provincial journalism.
6PQKEN IN THg PHILIPPINES,
Mtiiy Different "Lang-uacea in: TJae
Aaaona; the Islands.
Here are the languages they speak in
the Philippines: H oca no. I go rote, Pan
gasinan. . Pampangan, Tagal. Blseoi,
BicoL Visayan, while in the northern
part of Luzon there is still another
tongue, and the lolo tribes speak still
another, making ten languages for the
10,000,000 people. The dialects and lan
guages of the "non-Christian tribes,"
as Governor Taft designates a large
proportion of this 10,000.000, are be
yond comprehension. In answer to a
question when he was before the
House Committee on Insular Affairs a
few weeks ago. Governor Taft gave
the following idea of the linguistic
qualities of the Inhabitants of the
Philippine archipelago:
"Beginning at the north, of Luzon
there is a language In Cagayan and
Isabala that is different from any
other In the island. On the west side
of the northern end of the island of
Luzon is the Ilocano. In Bengeut
they speak an Igorote language, and
also Ilocano, to some extent. Coming
down the map there are the Pangasin
anian and the Ilocano. In Pangasinan
both are spoken. Pampangan is spo
ken in Tarlac, in the southern part,
and Pangasinunian is spoken in the
northern part. In Bulacan. Cavite,
Batangas and Tayabas Tagal is spo
ken, and in the northern part of Am
bos Canierines. In Albay and Sorso
gon and the southern part of Ambos
Canierines the Bicol is spoken. In
Masbate, where the three tribes meet,
the Bicol, the Visayan and the Tagal
are all spoken. In Samar Leyte, Cebu,
Bohol and Negros Visayan, is spoken,
and also Romblon. In Mindoro (he
Tagal is spoken. Where the Visayan
language is spoken they have two dia
lects, the northern and Cebuyan. The
Jolo tribes speak a language of their
own." Washington Star.
Looting the Summer Palace.
While China is occupying so much
attention. It seems opportune to repub
Hsh an incident of the first looting of
the great Summer Palace and tue treas
ures it contained.
. The writer of the volume from which
the extract is made was a French offi
cer:
"One of our spies," he says, "my or
derly, Mohammed, was extremely at
tached to me, both through affection
and by interest.
" 'Are you the friend of the Gen
eral?' he often' said to me. "You put
words into his mouth; you musr get
me a medal.'
"When he returned from the Summer
Palace he brought a double-handful of
pearls.
" 'These are for you,' he said to me
simply.
"And thus it happened that 1, to
please the General and ' secure the
Cross of Honor, had seized nothing,
while my spy. to give me pleasure and
to secure a medal, had plundered on
my behalf the same motive had in
spired both of us to quite contrary
acts.
" 'Thanks, my lad.' I said to him.
'Keep all that yourself; it is probably
worth a great deal.'
" 'What will you take for your
pearls?' said one of my comrades who
stood by.
" 'Give me a bottle of brandy.'
" 'Agreed' and Monammed gave him
his pearls.
"A bottle of brandy in the camp at
Yuen-Ming-Yuen was sold to us by the
cutlers for one hundred francs. After
the expedition to China was over the
pearls were sold for thirty-live thou
sand francs."
Chinese Fables.
Chinese literature, almost unknown
to Western peoples, is rich in parables
and fables. Dr. W. A. P. Martin, in
his book, "The Lore of Cathay," gives
several which may not be as good as
Aesop's, but are greatly superior to
those of some of his modern imita
tors. Here are two examples:
A tiger captured a monkey. The
monkey begged to be released on the
score of his insignificance and promis
ed to show the tiger where he might
find a more valuable prey. The tiger
complied, and the monkey conducted
him to a hillside where an ass was
feeding an animal which the tiger nad
never before seen.
"My good brother," said the ass to
the monkey, "hitherto you have always
brought me two tigers. How is it that
you have brought me only one to-day?"
The tiger fled for his life, lhus a
ready wit wards off danger.
The principle of the next fable the
Chinese always apply to their Euro
pean instructors in the art of war.
A tiger, finding a cat very prolific in
devices for catching game, placed lil.n
self under her Instruction. At length
he was told there was nothing more
to be learned.
"Have you taught me all your
tricks?"
"Yes," replied the cat.
"Then," said the tiger, "you are of
no further use, and so I shall eat you."
The cat, however, sprang lightly in
to the branches of a tree and smiled at
the tiger's disappointment. She had
not taught the tiger all her tricks.
A Funereal Joke.
At the funeral of a lawyer of State
reputation, who lived and practiced in
a town not far from Philadelphia, and
who was known among his friends
thereabouts as an unbeliever, an emi
nent gentleman from Philadelphia
reached the house after the minister
had begun the sermon. Not knowing
how far the services had progressed,
he accosted a well-known Quaker of
the town, who was a friend of the de
ceased, and who was noted for his
great sense of humor, and. leaning over
his shoulder, asked in a whisper:
"What part of the services have- they
reached?"
To which the Quaker, without a
smile, replied:
"Just opened for the defense." Phil
adelphia Times.
Famine Follows Death of Trees. -The
famines in the interior of Russia
are coincident with a decline in the hu
midity, due in great measure to the de
struction of forests.
No woman should ever use a swear
word stronger than the law allows to
her preacher.
Chicago correspondence:
S long as the
American . Derby
exists as the fea
ture of- Western
turf sport, breed
ing and racing In
terests In this
country, repre
senting millions
of dollars in in
vestments, will be
certain of popular
support. There are
other Derbies, but they lose in compari
son with the great June event in Chi
cago, which rises far above the every
day possibilities of the ordluary horse
race to the dignity of the. two great
events abroad the Grand Prix of
Paris aud the English Derby of Epsom
Downs, which it so closely resembles.
The American Derby Is a race for
glory. The course at Washington Park,
made famous by the speed contests of
American and imported thoroughbreds,
is that upon which, resound the, hoof
beats of the very best from noted
sires and dams. Here the horses that
may have run and won elsewhere come
THE
to show that they are of real Derby
caliber. It is the best horse to win.
and naught could tempt owner, trainer
or jockey from the strictest line of hon
esty. Even royalty has been repre
sented among owners who prize a
Derby winner above any other. Multi
millionaires from all sections of the
country, who willingly pay fabulous
prices for horses with which to win
this event, have seen their favorites
beaten by horses of owners who need
ed the stake money to pay feed bills.
Derby day has a greater significance
to Western people than mere horse
racing. It is the Vanity Fair of the
summer season, for the wealth and
fashion of the great Western metropo
lis would have it so; and it is thorough
ly democratic as well, for the thousands
from the great middle classes are inter
ested. Michigan avenue, the fashionable
Chicago boulevard, with all its tribu
tary resident streets of the aristocracy,
presents a scene on Derby day unriv
aled in America. Like a gorgeous braid
of color, the vehicles loaded with those
who have all that money can buy and
art bestow, move out over these
streets to Join the boulevard proces
sion, as the pageant, with music of
horn and bugle, moves on to the racing
scene at the course. Then the boule
vard closely resembles Rotten Row or
the Champs Elysees when royalty is
abroad for the day. All Is bright and
beautiful, and the spirit of the occa
sion is as thoroughly enjoyed by those
In chaises as the others who tread 'mid
the daisies.
Merchants and trades people of Chi
cago have also fostered the spirit of the
day, for to them it means a stimulus
In all lines of business. Thousands In
new gowns and all that goes to adorn
man and womankind, new equipages,
bought or hired for the day; dinners
and luncheons at fashionable, resorts
and taken to the course; theater parties
and evening entertainments; the great
influx at the hotels of country visitors,
and their later purchases; track sup
plies; In fact the butcher, baker and
IK THE i:FIEI.D.
candlestickmaker, all get their share
of the half-million of dollars which
Derby day puts Into circulation. The
head of one large house recently stated
that the profits of his firm from the
sale of fans alone was over $2,000. Ac
cording to Secretary Howard, the
I crowd at the last two Derbies exceeded
40,000.
It is the kaleidoscopic vision of flash
ing colors that makes Derby day a suc
cess. The bright and fashionable
equipages drawn by prancing horses,
whose coats are groomed to a silken
sheen, and with gold and silver trap
pings flashing in the sun; the coach
men and footmen in bright blue coats,
white doeskins, and patent leathers
with tan tops; the autos, which now
play a very important part; the color
effects of the stylish dresses, sunshades
and millinery, all combine to make It
seem as though the boulevard had
caught the end of a rainbow and rolled
it out along the road; and as this sym
phony of colors is carried through the
(rack gates and onto the infield, as
carefully kept as any lawn, the scene
from the clubhouse and the double
decked grand stand, seating 35,000 peo
GREAT DOUBLE-DECKED GRAND
pie, makes Derby day just different
' from the ordinary hoss-race.
j The races lose nothing of sportive
interest uj nie social leaiures. raiei
a'milias, who could not afford a pri
vate box in the grand stand, has ar
rived early with his family and wateh-
ed the infield and stand fill sin.ee morn-
iug, being provided against hunger
and tnirst by the big picnic basket fill
ed with good things. Scattered over
the mclosure are State, county and city
officials, men prominent in all walks of
life, actors, ai.'d even clergymen, lend
ing horse-owners from the Atlantic to
the Pacific, from Canada and Minne
sota to the blue grass country.
Two preliminary races give thy
crowd an opportunity to size itself up
and whets the appetite Cor the real
tiling. The crowd watches the "warm
ing up" of the Derby horses, sees the.
starter cross the field to the half-mile
post, and finally hears the hti&'e call
fr saddling. Then comes the parade
past the grand stand and the canter to
the starting post. Every vantage spot
is now taken. There are the usual false
breaks, the recalls and the xcoldiu-r
and pleading by the starter with tricky
and overanxious jockeys for a fair
start.
Finally there is a swish of tl:e flag
and the great crowd takes up the cry
"They're off." The horses come thun
dering down the stretch on the firs:
turn past the grand stand, horses and
jockeys seemingly equally Intent to
win the check for $20,000 which the
presiding judge will place in trembling
hands within the fractional part of
three minutes.
Cheered by franitc cries from 50,000
A CLOSE FINISH.
throats, each for its particular favor
ite, horses and riders round the quarter-mile
post, and from this point the
race is really won. Glasses are now in
the hands of eager spectators, who see
only flashes of color along the back
stretch. They swing again into the
homestretch, and now the hoofbeats
keep time with the heartbeats, as the
race is nearly done. There is a brief
interval, and then, as the number of
the winner goes up on the judges'
stand a tremendous burst of applause
breaks from the crowd. Met) warm
out upon the track, the Immense floral
horseshoe is brought out, and Into ft
the successful jockey is placed, to be
carried in triumph past the grand
stand and into the paddock to the
jockey room, to be again cheered by
his comrades. . '
And In Us enthusiasm the crowd
would carry off the real winner the
equine hero of the day.
MY GOOD MAN."
Slabtaeer Called 6enator Hawley, Of
fering Him a Quarter.
Senator Hawley was stopped by
three women lu one of the Capitol cor
ridors to-day. Two of the women
were young and pretty. The third
was a stately dame, who surveyed the
Senator through her lorgnette and said
patronizingly:
"My good man, are you familiar with
the Capitol?"
"Reasonably so," replied Senator
Hawley, VI have been here many
years."
"Well, we understand there is a
beautifully decorated room at this end
of the building. Can you direct us to
It?"
" "I presume you mean the Presi
dent's room," replied Senator Hawley.
"If you will come with me I shall be
very glad to show it to you."
The Senator led- the party Into the
President's room, explained the deco
rations and then said:
"The room of the Committee on Mili
tary Affairs Is very beautiful also.
Would you like to see that?"
They did want to see it and the Sen
ator took them there. After he had
exhibited the room he said:
"I think this is the handsomest room
in the Capitol. I am chairman of this
committee."
The three women nudged one an
other. When they reached the corri
dor again the stately dame handed the
Senator a quarter and said:
STAND.
"You have done very nicely. Thank
you very much.'
"But, madam," expostulated Senator
Hawley, "I'm a Senator! Surely you
do not Intend to offer me money!"
"That's all right," said the woman;
"that's all right. We understand these
little vanities on the part of the door
keepers and other attaches. You are
perfectly welcome to the money."
"Oh, perfectly!" re-echoed the pretty
young women. They swept away down
the corridor, and Senator Hawley came
Into the restaurant holding the quar
ter gingerly between a thumb and
finger, not knowing whether to sweat
er laugh. Washington Correspondence
New York World.
Got a Stylish Hat Cheap.
A Philadelphia woman moving in
good "society has been cured of a mania
for attending rummage sales, but it
took a heroic treatment to effect the
cure. The other day she went to a sale
of the description named in aid of a
worthy charity in which she is inter
ested, and came away minus a $25 hat.
It happened this way: A feature of
the sale whs a counter filled with un
t l-l mined hats, advertised "Your choice
for 50 cents." Now the North Thirty
third street woman didn't really want
an iintriiiinied hat at 50 cents, but there
was one that caught her fancy by rea
son of its odd shape, aud she simply
couldn't resist the temptation to try
it on. So she took off the handsome hat
she was wearing, placed it on the coun
ter and picked up the tin trimmed one.
Then she looked around for a mirror.
There was only one. and that was away
at the other end of the long room. She
pushed her way through the crowd, and
in the meantime a fat colored woman's
eyes were glued to the hat she had left
behind, on the pile marked: "Your
choice for 50 cents." It was a golden
opportunity not to be missed. Counting
out 50 cents In dimes, nickels : nd pen
nies, she shoved them at the innocent
young attendant, and made good her
escape with the fashionable woman's
hat.
No Respecter of Persons.
The late Mackintosh of Mackintosh,
who, it may be well to explain, was
the chief of a Scotch clan, was once
on a visit to London. During his stay,
says the Candid Friend, he got into a
dispute with his cab-driver over the
fare.
"Perhaps you do not know who 1
am," he said, atjast, when all other
arguments had failed. "I am the
Mackintosh."
"I don't care if you're the humber
ella, too," returned fhe unimpressed
cabby. "The fare is one and six, and
that's what I wants."
It is easy to have too much of a good
thing: two sweethearts at one time, for
example.
. If possible, do not associate with
those who anger you. -