SHADOW OF 11 MAN
Adventurer's Ancient Vigor, Li
cited by a Glimpse of Heaven,
Seeks Its Lost Might.
By R. J. PEARSALL.
It was a strange thing.
Jonas Flint was cowing home from
work, and the old, familiar treeB cast
their familiar shadows far ahead of
him, and the birds fang the same
BongB, and the breeze fanned his fore
head In the same comforting way, and
there was the same little house at the
end of the path, and the same Bmlllng
face to meet him.
Yet there was something altogether
dlfforent, and when he came to con
sider earnestly what It was, he found
that, curiously, he was not himself;
that ho was outside of himself, and re
garding himself from a distance, and
a very great distance, too. This real
ization disturbed Jonas very much,
and he strove to recover possession of
himself, as It were, but could not.
The effort caused him confusion and
Indistinctness of vision, so lie desisted,
and contented himself with watching
this man who was, and yet who was
not, himself. Thus resting, he was en
abled to come closer, and, If not to
regain his Identity, at least to enter
Into Borne of the thoughts and feelings
of his double.
Jonas was a well setup man. some
where around thirty. He had clean
cut features and a square Jaw, and
was dressed in the garb of the better
class of American workmen.
As he approached the houBe a pretty
face appeared In the window and as
quickly disappeared, and his wife, who
had been the sweetheart of his school
days, stood In the door.
"What do you think?" she began,
and then her Hps were checked by
the wifely greeting that made Jonas
Fllnt'B heart beat faster. "What do
jrou think? See here."
She led him through the house a
Bhort enough passage It was and out
through the back door; and there were
a dozen fluffy little chickens presided
over by an Important, Jealous-eyed old
ben. "They Just hatched this after
noon. Aren't they cute?"
They' were cute, but far more at
tractive to Flint's eyes was the lithe
figure of hla young wife.
"Hut you must be hungry," she Bald,
"and tired. And supper's ready."
And supper was ready the finest
supper Bpread on a tea-table Just big
enough for two In a pretty little dining-room
Just big enough for the tea
table. Jonas, sitting with his wife
across the board, felt that he was the
happiest man In all the wojid.
"I was tired. But 1 couldn't stay
tired here. Nelly, this Is home."
"You like this place better than
other places, then?" she Inquired
naively, knowing his answer before
hand. "Other places! Let me forget them.
Here, in this house, with you, it Is
Heaven. I have wandered for years,
Nelly, but I never really knew a happy
hour. No, nor a happy moment."
Supper over, they sat on the porch,
she sewing, he blowing great rings of
amoko Into the air.
He grew drowsy, his head fell for
ward, his eyes cloBed, then opened,
then closed again.
He was asleep.
He woke.
The sun was shining fiercely In
through the hole In the wall that
served as a window for the miserable
little room In which he had slept.
His ears were vexed by the jabber
ing of the uallve women. Through the
half-open door he could see them pass
And re-pass.
They were almost black, their fea
tures were those of negroeB; they
were dressed In horrible deshabille.
There was an indescribably dirty
odor In the air.
So vivid had been his dream that
he could not for the moment realize
that It had been a dream, and that this
was reality. When he did, he rose,
cursing volubly.
He took a long draft from an evll
imelllug vessel and made his short
toilet. Dressed In white trousers and
the thinnest of undershirts, he left the
room, and, In company with half a
dozen people, one negro, one "chlno"
woman, and the rest natives, he ate
breakfast.
Dried fish and pot composed the
meal. It was served In half-clean
diBhes; Btlll, he ate heartily. Years of
usage accustom one to anything, and
t dream la but a dream.
Still, Jonas could not get this out
of his mind, though he tried hard.
After breakfast, he went down-town,
is was bis usual custom.
He had not had the feeling for
years, but when he walked through
the rows of squalid shacks that formed
the quarter in which be lived, all dirty,
dilapidated, and suggestive of name
less things, disgust filled him.
He strove to quiet his memories, but
could not. His old home In the States.
Indian Bummer, the walks with Nelly
In the quiet, tweet-smelling lane, the
kiss. A virgin kiss he had known
It to be, filled with the matchless
splendor of a young girl's first love.
The next day he had left her.. He had
iwakened a great love, and then left
It to die. And bo, wronging her, he
had ruined himself. He saw It now
gulte plainly.
He thought of the dream again or,
as it a dream? He had not lived for
fears in the East for nothing.
"So that was what I might have
beenl" He stumbled blindly over a
naked child, who cried shrill-toned
curses after him. "Another chance!"
And at th.it moment, so strange In
thl world, ho eaw her.
He was Just on the margin of the
Chlneso business district, and the car
riage In which she was seated, in com
pany with another and older woman.
passed1 swiftly In front of him, across
the street, and was gone, liut he rec
ognized her In that glance.
True, she, had changed much.
When he had seen her lust she was
a girl of nineteen, now she was a
woman of twenty-five. She had de
veloped with the years, grown more
beautiful. That was to have been ex
pected, but what surprised him was
this, that, though she was not the
Nelly of his remembrance, she was
so unmistakably the Nolly of his
dream.
Then it may have been a halluci
nation there appeared in front of him
the image of the man of whom ho had
dreamed. The figure his own ap
proached rapidly. Its eyes were fixed
on Flint's. They searched hla soul,
they questioned, they pleaded,
The Thing seemed to make an ef
fort to speak. It spread out Us hands
with an Imploring gesture, and then
passed on. When Jonas turned to
look at It, It was gone.
"It wasn't a man," he said half
aloud. "The Bhadow of a man of my
self? No, It wasn't even that. I im
agined it. That was all."
But he couldn't make himself be
lieve that. ' The dream, the unexpected
glimpse of Nelly, and the apparition
teemed all too closely connected for
any one to be lightly explained away.
An explanation flashed upon him.
lie had prayed for another chance.
Was he to have It? Had the dream
been meant to show him, not what
might have been but what might
still be?
He straightened hlmBelf, and his
step quickened. Then he relapsed In-'
to his old, slouching gait. Then the
roused white that still remained in
him asserted ItBelf.
His Jaw set firmly, and there came
a light Into his eyes that had not been
there for years. He saw Ah Poo, a
wealthy Chinaman who owned a large
macaroni factory, approaching. The
Oriental was about to pass with a
bland nod of recognition; but Flint
acting upon the spur of the moment,
stopped.
"Nice day."
"Belly nice."
"Ah Poo, I want Job. Understand?
I want trabajar. Sabe? You give me
Job?"
The Chinaman's smile grew more
bland, even cheerful. He recalled sev
eral friendly little games he had had
with Flint In which Chinese duplicity
had not availed against white shrewd
ness. "Wantee work? You bloke?
Boosted, eh?"
He passed on, every feature express
ing his enjoyment of the situation.
Flint glared after the slipshod fig
ure, but after a moment turned to go
on his way. But a white man, who
had overheard the conversation,
stopped him.
"Hey, there; wait a minute. I
heard what you asked of that heathen.
What can you do?"
"WorU."
"Well, It's a hard graft, working
with these gugus. But a white man
for me every time, if I can get one.
My name Is Hawkins. I run the Hon
olulu steel mills. Come down tomor
row morning at seven o'clock, and I'll
give you a Job, If I have to Are a dozen
Kanakas. You know where It Is?"
"Yes, Blr."
Jonas Flint walked on unseeing. All
that day he struggled with himself.
Was it worth while? he asked a thou
sand times. But he slept In a strange
bed that night, and at seven reported
to the mills for work.
Whey the quitting hour came, he
asked for and received his pay two
dollars for the day's work. He walked
out of the mills as though he were es
caping from an inferno. Work is the
real teBt of a man.
A voice hailed him.
"Why, Flint, where's you been?
And what've you been doing? You
sure look done up. Come, lot's have
a drink."
Flint drank once. Then he drank
again and again.
Then, arm In arm with his friend,
ha Btarted homeward, toward un
washed Palama.
A couple of women were walking
ahead. Passing on the outside, Flint
brushed against one of them, and,
leaning over, leered drunkenly at her.
She shrank away with a frightened
face, and the leer froze upon his fea
tures, for It was Nelly.
There was a noise behind him, and
a vigorous fist knocked him from the
sidewalk into the ditch. Lying flat
on his back, he met the Irate eyes of
his late employer.
"You puppy!" Hawkins cried. Then
he turned to the two ladles.
"Let us go on," said he. "This dog
Isn't worth noticing."
Another and younger man, who had
come up with Hawkins, gave Nelly his
arm, and the two couples walked off.
Jonas Flint got up his companion
had vanished and tottered up the
street alone.
The mixed crowd that had gathered
round Jeered him in all languages, but
he did not hear It.
The shadow of a man or himself
floated before him.
For the moment it seemed as If It
were the real man he, the shadow,
the remnant, the ruin and he under
stood. He tried to avoid its burning eyes,
but he could not.
"Murderer," It whispered; then that
which might have been disappeared
forever.
But that night he drank heavily of
"swipes," and by morning had forgotten.
Party Frocks
1'' V . d J v
' if 's & f s
THE3 three simple dresses pictured
here, worn by little maids from
six to nine years old, set forth the
most approved lines on which frocks
for children are made. Thev nre nf
fabrics most in demand for occasional
wear. They are made in the same de
signs as the simple clothes for dally
wear, but show more latitude In the
matter of decoration.
At the left of the picture the little
miss is arranged in a oarty frock of
messaline. It could hardly be more
simply cut if it were a gingham school
dress. It Is a plain bHd with parallel
tucks running lengthwise at the front
and back. They, with the shaping of
the underarm seams, provide the
scant fullness of the skirt. At the
termination of the tucks small ros
ettes of velvet ribbon are used as a
finishing touch. The neck and sleeves
are ornamented with an applique of
heavy lace.
At the right a plain close-fitting slip
fastens at the left side. It is made of
a figured crepe, in white, finished with
a sailor collar and bow in black sat
in and a sash of black Batln ribbon.
The sleeves are very short and orna
mented with four narrow tucks at the
bottom and finished with a piping of
black satin. The fastening Is man
aged with small crochet buttons and
buttonholes above the waist line. Be
low this the hem in the material is
stitched down. Very long black stock
ings and low slippers with straps
ONE of the loveliest of the new coif
fures is pictured here. It is shown
decorated with an extravagant orna
ment of paradise feathers, for eve
ning wear. The style 1b not elaborate
and might be adopted as one suited to
nil occasions.
There is a small pompadour of un
waved but fluffy hair extending from
temple to temple across the forehead,
with a very light fringe aa a finish.
The mass of the hair ia parted in the
middle of the back and combed for
ward at each side. It is held loosely
ind braided in two braids, which be
gin at a point just above the ears.
These two braids require all the hair
sxceptlng the ends of that portidn
which covers the pompadour. These
snda are spread over the crown of
lie head at the back, concealing the
)nrt, and pinned down to be concealed
y the braids.
The braids are brought across the
ack of the head and are pinned to
Uace. Is hair of average length the
Simple Coiffure for Any Occasion
jm
for Little Girls
are worn with this somewhat abbrevi
ated garment. A little greater length
and amplitude would improve the
skirt.
Fine plain organdie or dimity or
the best grades in lawn are suited to
the dress shown In the middle of the
picture. It Is also a one-piece Blip,
with the fullness provided for by deep
plaits laid over the shoulders In the
back and front. The skirt Is bor
dered with a wide band at the bot
tom, of printed organdie, showing
plain and figured stripes alternating,
and the sleeves are finished with one
plain and one figured stripe of the
Bame material. The figures appearing
in the border are calculated to capti
vate the childish fancy. Conventional
figures, like snow crystals and much
conventionalized little dogs and birds
interspersed among them character
ize this bit of decoration, only suited
to a young child. The sleeves In this
dress are elbow length. The neck is
finished with a band of the figured fab
ric. A round collar of princess lace
forms the finishing" touch for this lit
tle dress-up affair. Half-length socks
and low canvas shoes are worn with
this as with almost all other summer
dresses.
In adapting these designs to Ameri
can children they are improved by
cutting them knee length and allow
ing slightly more fullness at the bot
tom of the skirt.
JULIA BOTTOM LEY.
end of one braid will extend to the
beginning of the other, the two form
ing a double braid across the back of
the head. But the arrangement of the
braids must depend upon the length of
the hair. If It la very long they will
be colled and pinned down at the back
of the head or wrapped about it. The
feature to be noted in this coiffure
especially la the fact that the hair
Is brought forward bo tbat the bralda
begin above the ears.
To dress the hair In this way suc
cessfully requires that it be first made
fluffy. A small support is needed to
keep the pompadour In place. A
scant supply of natural hair may be
dressed In this way by using two Bhort
switches in the braids at the' aides.
JULIA BOTTCMLEY.
Bridle of Pearls.
One of the dainty new evening capes
ia made of lace, wired to stand out
about the face and fastened under the
chin with a bridle of pearls.
OLIVE TREE AN INSTITUTION
Ae Important In Syria as Is the Cow
to People of the Countrlei
of the West
The trees In a Syrian gardun ar
an Important and practically neceS'
eary part of the nutrition of the peo
ple. Combined with grain in the
form of coarse bread, the tree-products
make a balanced and wholesome
ration. For large elements of the
population, at least one meal a duy
la commonly composed of bread and
walnuts. The walnut is rich In both
protein and fat, so that this combina
tion virtually duplicates in nutrition
our occidental sandwich of bread, but
tor and meat. The oil to which the
scriptural writers bo lovingly referred
la still important In that land, and the
olive tree that produces it la almost
aa useful to the Syrian as the cow la
to the American. The cow gives but
ter and drink, and the olive tree glvea
butter and food. When the workman
on the Mediterranean goes from home
for a day's labor, he often takes a
pocketful of olives and a piece of
bread for his lunch. Remove butter,
breakfast bacon, and fat meat from
our vocabulary, put olive oil in their
place, and we shall begin to think the
thoughts of Mediterranean cooks.
Once cooks and palates are educated,
the blood does not know the differ
ence between the rich globules of fal
that come to it. It Is fat that tht
human system wants, and It makes no
final difference whether it comes from
butter, bacon, lard, olive, cocoanut,
gooso, or bear. Fat Is fat, once It Is
In our blood. The source from which
we shall get this fundamental of nu.
trltlon depends In part upon our bring-ing-up,
but eventually our getting it
depends upon the eaBe of winning It
from our environment. J. Russell
Smith, in the Atlantic.
Who Discovered the Kangaroo?
Mr. W. B. Alexander of the Western
Australian museum at Perth, W. A.
has recently corrected a popular mis
take in the history of natural history.
The discovery of the kangaroo family
is generally credited to Sir Joseph
Banks, and is supposed to have oc
curred during Captain Cook's first voy
age in 1770. This date, it appears, is
nearly one hundred and fifty yeara too
late. When the Dutch East India
company's ship, the Batavla, under
command of Captain Pelsart, wae
wrecked on the Abrolhos islands in
1629, the survivors encountered among
other strange things the Dama Walla
by, the first member of the kangaroo
family known to Europeans. Captain
Pelsart described it as a species of cat
about the size of a hare, notpfl ft m.
markable hind legs, and described in
considerable detail the abdominal
pouch for the young and the use of it.
Service on the Roof.
Efforts to maintain rniiirimia r,,-.
ship through the Bummer months on
me plane of comfort and freedom from
oppressive heat havn roanito t .
churches here holding Sunday evening
boi vu:es on me roof gardens of their
parish hcuses. In both cases the ex
periment was a Buccesa, and it was de
termined to continue the Innovation
during the hot weather. We hear
other towns comDlalnln that
havo no church roof gardens; but serv
ices in some places have been held
with success and in comfort on church
lawns, and very impressive and beau
tiful many of them must ho t,
Whether the roof or the lawn is the
place, the plan to surround worshipers
with more comfort thnn tha i,,i.
Jtself admits la an excellent one, de
serving of emulation. New York
rress.
Romance of Old Clothes.
Florence Hull Wl
of the recently nnhHshci "t,iii.
cf Correct Dress," believes that the
American woman who does not care
lor oxess is not only unfeminlne but
"unpatriotic." A narHr-iiW
. .tuwciiicoa
ror old gowns is shown i
Uon of life, declares Mrs. Howe.
"From the daughter of the million
aire, who has a sentiment for the
Doucet gown she wore whon Tohr, .
admired her, down through the social
scaie 10 me old West Virginian moun
taineer who musingly whispered, as
she hung the mate to her one other
calico frock on the dnthoo.Hno t i
,iUU A ni
lers liked this un better'n any frock I
have' that undercurrent of esteem
for garments, as intimate partakers
ut one s nre, obtains In the minds of
our woman."
Her Only Fear,
Sir Thnmna T.ir.ti toll ui- i
.rwu uio mm story
of a lady and her husband who were
crossintt the Atlantic inr th i
- - " mo Ul ot UU1U.
Their steamer encountered terribly
rough weather, and they were both
very unwell. As they lay in their
. waning we luggage rolling
BboUt on the flnnr nt ha ..vi. j
- - v-auiu mm
listening to the bangs and bumps and
the shouted orders on deck, they
thought their last hour had come. Sud-
ilnnln it
ae.,, jium lue wues corner, came a
feeble voice lust miiihu .I,, iv.
- . nuuia mo
noise John," she Bald, "John, do you
mm iue people at home know where
our life insurance policies are?"
To Get Benefit From Vacation.
Good health begins in th he
The ozone of the sea may make the
blood tingle with new life, hut th.
lurt never reaches the spirit except as
a transient stimulant. The peaceful
mind, like a sIiId swlnirino- in n
nchor dropped into the deeper sea.
is immune rrom the greater dangers.
When you go away on votir nK
lake that feverish mind with you. and
me spirit mat needs the divine sun
ibina. ,
and
WMM
START OF ARKANSAS FIGHT
Fort Scott Man Resents the Remark
of Stranger That He Wat Raised
In a Barn,
A Fort Scott man walked out of "a
building the other day and left the
screen door open. A stranger sat In
side and he looked at the open door
with a Bwarm of flies coming In.
"Shut the door," he shouted In his
loudest and roughest tones. "Were
you raised In a barn?"
The Fort Scotter meekly closed the
door, then a tear trickled down his
cheek. The man on the Inside felt
sorry. He walked up to the local man
and put lila hand on his shoulder.
"What's the matter, brother?" he
asked In sympathetic tones. "Did T
hurt your feelings?"
The Fort Scott man wiped his eyes
gently. "No," he replied. "I was
raised In a barn and every time I hear
a mule brny I always think of home."
It was right there that a little boy
yelled "Fight!" Fort Scott Tribune.
OUR ILLS.
"Most of our Ills are purely Imagin
ary." "Yes. But when you eat mushroom
and develop toadstool symptoms there
is usually something more than im
agination to be reckoned with."
A Rural Solomon.
"The court has taken your case Into
consideration, Mr. Slithers," Bald the
Judge at Slithers' trial for violating the
motor ordinances at Crickett's Cor
ners, "and in view of what ye've said,
and with tome truth, about the bad
ness of our roads hereabouts in your
sworn testimony, I've decided not to
fine ye $50, as the law permits."
"That's very square of you, Judge,"
said Slithers.
"We try to be sauare. Mr HliHiora "
said the Judge; "and, Instead of the
?uu fine, we re goln' to sentence ye to
work on them roads for ten days, in
the hope that your sooperior wisdom
as a" road expert will make 'em pnn.
sld'rably better." Harper's Weekly.
Political Laurels.
A palatial touring car had attract
ed the attention of a visitor to Boston,
and he asked his friend:
"Who is the man seated in that
large car?"
The Bostonian glanced In the direc
tion indicated and replied: "That la
the poet-laureate of a well-knnun hio.
cult factory." Everybody's.
An Unwarrantable Insult.
'T call it an unwarrantable insult
said the company promoter, angrily.
wny, wnais wrong?" asked his
partner, in surprise.
"Did you see what that old scoun
drel did?" roared the company pro
moter. "He carefully counted each of
his fingers after I shook hands with
him."
Nothing to Send.
The steamer rolled and pitched la
the mountainous waves, and Algy was
very seasick. "Dean boy," he groaned,
"promise me you will send my re
mains to my people." An hour passed.
"Deah boy," feebly moaned Algy, "yo1
needn't bother about sending my re
mains home there won't be any."
Proof Positive.
Patience They say she's an awful
flirt
Patrice So I've heard. I don't
think she's capable of loving.
"Oh, yes she is. She's got a dog,
you know!"
Between Hugs.
"Oh, Clara!" exclaimed the young
man on the sofa, "you have broken
those two cigars I had in my vest
pocket"
"Too bad, George," said the sweet
young thing, "but why don't you buy
stronger cigars?"