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About The Maupin times. (Maupin, Or.) 1914-1930 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 5, 1915)
WOMEN'S AND STORY - PAGE MS IKE By CLARISSA MACKIE. (Copyright, 1915. by the McClure News paper Syndicate.) When Judge Llnwood died his large estate was left in trust to his only child, Vera, who, now doubly or phaned, went to live with her aunt, Mrs. Henry Hendrlck. The Hendricks entertained lavishly end spent money recklessly, so that when Henry Hendrlck's money van ished, together with most of Vera's fortune, that unfortunate gentleman promptly took hlmolf out of the world, leaving his widow to open a fashion tble boarding house in the suburbs. As for Vera, she had decided to go West and claim possession of the old Golden Eagle mine, which her father had left In trust for her. The western trustee was his old friend, Anthony Burgess, and It was through Anthony Burgess that Vera received the semi annual dividends which now constitut ed her sole Income. "But, my dear child," protested Mrs. Hendrlck tearfully, "you can't go out there alone! Why, you've never even seen this Burgess man!" "That he was father's friend speaks sufficiently In his favor, Aunt Emily, and, besides, I shall only stop In Eagle City a short time. There Is an excellent hotel there." "I am afraid to have you travel alone," objected Mrs. Hendrlck. "Nonsense; I am twenty-one, and father trusted me thoroughly. You forget that I once spent six weeks at Eagle City." "But your father was with you." "Yes, Aunt Emily, but I shall get along nicely. I thought perhaps that there might be some business con nected with the mine that I might learn that I might become a real business woman not a drone living on the Income father left me. I want to be useful." "Have your own way, child," sighed the widow plaintively. "I can't say too much, Vera, because my poor Hen ry's slipshod business methods lost your fortune as well as our own. I told your father not to make Henry your trustee. As for the other trus tee have you ever seen Mr. Burgess?" "He was In Mexico when father and I were In Eagle City." "I hope he Is trustworthy?" was Mrs. Hendrlck's final remark. Eagle City basked In the warmth of an Indian summer day. Vera loved the fresh, sweet mountain air and the low-lying haze reddened by the sun. "Burgess?" repeated the lantern Jawed stage driver as Vera made In quiries. "Anthony Burgess? Oh, he lives ovor beyond the mountain." "How shall I reach his place?" "Stopping In the city?" "Yes; take me to the beBt hotol, please." "That will be Mrs. Lizzie Smith's, ma'am. To got to Burgess' you'll have to get a hoss. Can you ride?" "Oh, yes." "Then going will be easy. A good hoss will take you end most anybody will p int out the trail to the Golden Eagle. I suppose you've heard of the lucky strike there?" 1 "No, Bo you mean that they have discovered more gold?" r ''That's right Struck the richest vein ever found hereabouts. Seems it's faded out In Burgett' own mine, the Double Eagle, and the lead has been uncovered In the Golden Eagle. There's been a regular stampede for these parts In the past week." "And the new discovery has made Mr. Burgoss poor?" asked Vera. "Almost. He wasn't expecting it, you aee, ma'am, and he's been laying out a lot of money on his own mine; he's trustee for some folks back East, who own the Golden Eagle. If he was anything except the straightoat man God ever made he could help himself out of the Golden Eagle and nobody would ever be the wlBer." Vera was thoughtful the rest of the day. She spent a restful night at Mrs. Smith's homelike hotel, and the next day she hired a horse to rido over the mountain. "You'll not want to go alone, honey," admonished Mrs. Smith. Vera displayed the little six-shooter which her father had taught nor to use. "I am not afraid,' she laughed, and rode away. Down the street she met the stage driver; he pulled In his steaming horses and held up a warning hand. "Not going over the mountain alone, are you?" he asked. "Yes. 1 am not afraid," she assured bim. "There's llkoly to be rough charac ters about," he warned her. "It's pay day at the Golden Eagle and there's a rumor that some of the Rio gang are going to hold uj the paymaster. You better wait till tomorrow." "But someone had better warn the paymaster." protested Vera. Burgess has been warned, but he - ain't the kind to hued such a warning; he don't know whut fear Is, doggone him I" And the stage rumbled on. Vera followed tho trail winding up through the hills. She old tot sieet anyone, and although her aurcioot! pony sometimes stopped and sullied inquiringly at the uiidurbruiih or seaped-up rocks along the way, she could not guess that the animal In stinctively knew that there were men lurking, ambushed, waiting tor the paymaster ot the Golden Eagle. At last she glimpsed a dark, evil face as it disappeared behind a rock, and she was (lad that she could com mand bar features so that the man could not guess aha had seen him. She must go back along tha way she had come and warn the paymaster ! of the Impending danger. Yet the ' men In ambush must not know that she was suspicious. She swung her pony about and hummed a gay little tune as she rode down the trail; she talked to the pony In bantering accents. "Oh, Nicodemus Alexander," she sighed, "I could remain on this moun tainside all day and admire the view. but you must get me back to town for dinner; I'm hungry." So she rode back along the down ward trail, hoping to meet the pay master at the round of every curve In the road. At last, tar below, she glimpsed a black horse flying along the trail and a rider who seemed part of his beau tiful mount. "He doesn't ride like an old man,"1 she thought with quickening pulses. Perhaps he Is one of the Rio gang." Far down the mountain side she met the rider, a tall, sun-browned man, whose saddlebags were well filled. He looked curiously at her as she ap proached. "Are you Mr. Burgess?" she asked breathlessly. 'Yes," he smiled, sweeping off his hat. "And you are paymaster of the Golden Eagle?" He looked Bharply at her. "Why do you ask that?" he de manded bluntly. "Because you are In danger they are waiting for you up yonder " And hastily she told him of the evil face she bad seen and of the warning uttered by the stage driver. "I was warned," he admitted, "but I didn't take much stock In It they've been threatening to hold me up for the past year. I've got to get the money to the boys they'll be rioting If they don't get It," he ended rue fully. "Can't you transfer the money to my saddlebags and let me follow you up the trail? Then, If they want you to throw up your hands, you can, and bofore they discover that your bags are empty I can ride on to the mine. They won't hurt you?" she asked anx iously. "No all they want Is the money," he assured her. "But I can't pormlt you to endanger your life." "It's for my own Interests," she sold calmly; "I am Vera Llnwood." "Vera Llnwood why, Miss Llnwood, I was going East next week to see you. The Golden Eagle has developed an other rich vein." "And the Double Eagle has lo3t one," she said significantly. "You know, then?" "I heard yesterday and I am so sorry I feel like a robber myself the owner of a pirate mine!" "Hint's miner's luck. Come, let US get t long, It we must. Just put these packages In your saddlebags so, and I'll stuff mine with grass. Ride on ahead and don't worry, It will come out all right!" He slapped her pony's flank and mounted his black and fol lowed. When Vera passed the ambush she was tulklng to her pony as bofore. "Once more, Nicodemus Alexander!" she threatened. "I will ride to the top of the hill; then down again for din ner!" She passed the ambush and waltod breathlessly around the bend of the trail. Somewhere near by she heard the pounding ot the ore-crushers and she knew that she was near the mines. Below she heard the tread of Bur goss' horse, followed by a sharp com mand, a momentary silence, and then the murmur of other voices. The hold up had happened and they were going through the mine owner's pockets and searching his saddlebags for the Gold en Eagle's pay roll. Nicodemus Alexander waa smitten with Indignant surprise when his rider suddenly jabbed her sharp heel Into his flank. Ho bounded up the trail, his hoofs scattering the stones underfoot. In a flurry ot dust, horse and rider ap- peored at the olllce of the Golden Eagle, A dozen men surrounded Vera. "Mr. Burgess held up help him," she gasped, and tumbled from hor pony. There was a shout ot anger as the miners grabbed their weapons and dashed down the trail to meet tho pay master. Vera leaned dazedly against tho of fice door and stared at tho blood trickling down tho sleeve of her white blouse. "Someone must have fired ot me,1 she smiled faintly. "The plucky little angel!" exclaimed one roughly dressed man as ho led her Inside the building. Weeks afterward Mrs. Henry Hon drlck reread a letter from Vera. 11 was dated from Eagle City. "Dear Aunt Emily." wrote Vera, "1 will be home In another week and I shall bring my husband with me. Don't faint, poor, dear auutle; he is the moBt splendid man. You can never guess, bo 1 must tell you that I am marrying Anthony Burgess, the son of futhcr's old friend, my trustee. Tho trusteeship has been transferred to young Anthony because his father Is dead, and Anthony says It Is perfectly natural that we should have met and loved and married, for now ho can continue tho trusteeship forever. And best of all, you are to give up the bourdlug house and return hor with us. If you will, tor the Golden Eagle has developed wouderful riches, and Anthony's mine has a new vela ot gold and ws are all going to bs very rich Indeed. And Anthony wants ms to add a postscript that ws ars rich In sach other and richer In happiness than all Us (old In Us world could apply!" Summer Vogue It there is one thing In the world more becoming than all others, It Is the white fur neckpiece. In spite of the calendar and with or without the consent of the thermometer, this neckpiece has flourished through July and shows an undiminished head In August. Its vogue probably came about through the chilly weather in the early summer at San Francisco. All the gay world having Journeyed thither, found a fur neckpiece com fortable. All the world recognized the becomlngness of white fur and took heart at Its appearance In the month of roses to make a vogue for summer furs. Let us be thankful that the major ity of the neckpieces with which the wayward devotees of fashion have chosen to bedeck themselves are not really of White fox. They are as far from the fox as the goat is, or the Belgian hare, or whatever else those clever manipulators of skins know how to fashion Into things of beauty. There would surely be few foxes left) The Skeleton Petticoat x r . Ww. i u mi A flounce suspended by ribbons, to be worn lu place of a silk petticoat, Is the very latest device for comfort and style. Everyone wants the fashion able flare at the bottom ot skirts, and everyone likes the elegance ot silk In petticoats. But no one wants added warmth about the body, or bulk about the hips, and here Is the solution to the Hare without anything else to hamper Its wearer. The skeleton petticoat Is merely a more or less fancy and fluffy flounce of silk suspended by ribbons from a ribbon belt. The very practical one shown In the picture Is made of bright green taffeta silk. Eight lengths of green taffeta ribbon suspend It from a belt of the tame ribbon which ties In a small bow ittout the waist. This Is a good color to wear with almost any street gown. A petticoat of this kind to be worn with lingerie gowns Is made of white taffeta In a flounce having decorations ot figured taffeta. The figured taffeta usually a flowered pattern on a white ground Is cut In strips two inches wlda and "pinked" along each edge. These strips ars tewed to gether and plaited Into very full box plaits to form a narrow niching. This Is sewed la festoons to Us whits Bounce. Iks belt Is mads by covering a Oat of White Fur If every white neckpiece cost the life of one. These summer furs are worn with white turbans or small whits iats with best effect, although they appear with all other midsummer millinery. In the picture a turban of white satin supports a frill about the crown which gives it the appearance of a Tarn- o'-Shanter. At the left it is decorated with a bead ornament. The hat, tha neckpiece, and the dress of cross-bar taffeta, made up with plain taffeta, are all forerunners of fashion" and re liable Indications of the coming mode. However "unreasonable It may ap pear for the fair wearer of fur to cling to It where no keen wind blows, she may be excused. A white fur neck piece is really a good Investment. The opportunities for wearing It stretch through this summer to the coming winter and to other winters beyond. White furs, especially for youth, will be good style, at least as long as any furs continue to be good style, JULIA BOTTOMLEYi TiTrmfP mum elastic cord with narrow taffeta ribbon shirred over it. The rlbbous suspend ing Us flounce are sewed to this belt and to the flounce. No fastening Is required, as the elastic cord holds the petticoat In place about the waist. A similar petticoat is made ot light shell-pink taffeta and satin ribbon, with narrow ruffles ot the ribbon set on the flounce In three overlapping rows. The ways ot developing the flounce with ribbon and lace decorations ars In numerable. This petticoat will commend Itself to tho stout woman especially, and to anyone who wishes to be as lightly clothed in warm weather as It Is pos sible to be. JULIA BOTTOMLEY. Erect Figure Correct The fashionable girl of 1915 arpears ou the scone with a beautiful, erect figure, a free twiiig to her walk and with clothing of sufficient width to permit her to be graceful In her car riage. The stooped shoulders with head bent forward and slouching gait, ones assumed by thote who wanted to attain the extreme tn styles, bars en tirely patted tad, like an old-fath- toned dress ot Beveral seasons ago, will bs discarded by thoss who cars enough for fashion to change Uslr manner, of carrying themselves, WOMAN'S HIGH PLACE IT IS HER'S BECAUSE 8HE CAN KEEP A SECRET. Miss Margaret M. Hanna Is One ot the Most Trusted Employees In Office of the Department of State. There Is only one woman in the Tjnlted States who has knowledge of International events before they hap pen. Her name is Margaret M. Hanna. She is the confidential secretary and assistant of the second assistant secre tary of state, Alvey A. Adee, who is the only permanent official of high rank In the department. No matter who may be the executive head ot the department, and regard less of whether the administration is Democratic or Republican, the course of the foreign office is steered by Mr. Adee. All of the diplomatic affairs are managed by him. The complex unwritten code called international law is to him familiar in Its every par agraph, and he has all precedents at his fingers' ends. But it goes without saying that such business involves an Immense amount of detail. Which is where the peculiar and exceptional talent of Miss Hanna comes into play. She takes all that part ot the work off Mr. Adee's hands. To him she is like a card catalogue to B librarian and quite a bit more, In addition. Not until the present generation, strange to say, was it discovered that women are the great systematlzers of detail. Even the cleverest men are not In the same class with them at that sort of thing. Hence the fact that nowadays many captains ot industry prefer to employ as their confidential secretaries women who, with special capability In this line, know how to relieve them cf all bother about the petty machinery of their office busi ness. Thus they are at liberty to de vote their entire attention to affairs of major importance. Such Is the function that Miss Han na performs for the second assistant secretary of state. Incidentally to her duties she helps to prepare many state papers that are In the last degree con fidential in character. She is the custo dian of many an important secret af fecting the welfare of the country; but, from her point of view, this is merely a part of the day's work. She forgets the secret automatically when she leaves the office and goes home. It has often been said that a woman cannot keep a secret. Perhaps most women cannot. Holding that belief, wrongly or lightly, the department of state prefers not to employ them In confidential capacities. Too much Is often at stake to make the taking of any risks advisable. But the rule is broken In Miss Hanna's case. She knows how to keep a secret, and the government of Us United States is willing to bank on her reliability in this regard. When the Workers Quit. To the number of men under arms add those engaged in making war mu nitions except food and clothing though a great deal of war clothing is wasteful in that It is used up far fast er than If the wearers were in a civil occupation. Economically considered, all these men are Idle, for they are producing no wealth. For Great Britain their number has been calculated at some thing like half the total working popu lation. The proportion Is probably about the same for the other belliger ents, except Russia, where it Is some what lower. Suppose something like halt Ue gainfully employed population ot the United States struck work, sat down and twiddled their thumbs for two or three years, being supported In Idle ness by the government during that period. Suppose there was some de struction of real property by blowing up bridges, throwing explosives Into factories, burning villages. Suppose thore was a very high casualty and mortality rate among the Idlers. Our economic position would then be about like Europe's. The government would be borrowing immense sums to sup port its millions of pensioners, and our problem would be to offset the drain as much as possible by levying on labor that is not normally employed productively the surplus labor of women, children, the aged and the halt and by economizing la all possible ways. Saturday Evening Post Hog May Not Trespass. Chief Justice Allshle ot the supreme court ot Idaho makes the following comment In Fall Creek Sheep com pany vs. Walton on the effer of a statute relating to trespasslng Jogs: ' The man who drew tne amendment made twine, an weptlon In the laws ot Idaho from all other kinds ot tres passing animals. So now when that cloven-footed quadruped of ancient no toriety goes foraging beyond the pro tecting care ot the swineherd hs at once loses his character as a domestic animal and becomes ferae naturae, subject to capture by anyone on whoso premises he may at any Indiscreet mo ment find himself. Ot course the bog doesn't care much about his char acter; he would ordinarily Just as Boon be treated as a wild animal as to be treated as if he had been domesti cated tor centuries. His tats is gen erally about the same cither way.' Cnnaelane Fund firflwt. The United States treasury con science fund is growing. It now ex ceeds $500,000, received from smug (isrs, tax uoQgers ana (hosts. HER PART OF THE OUTPUT All That Girl Really Had to Do to the Gloves Was to Put on the Finishing Touch. "I've got a new place," said Gertie. "Where?" asked Sadie. "In the Right & Left glove factory." "Isn't that nice?" said Sadie. "Make me a pair of gloves some time, will you?" Yes, maybe, after a while. I like the work awfully well." "But isn't there a lot to it?" "No, not much. It's real simple. And we girls have lots of fun." "But how do you ever get those lit tle pieces sewed in between the fingers?" "Oh, you mean the the well, I ts forgotten what they call them; but I don't do that." Oh, you Just do the rest of it?" N-no, not exactly. You see, the cloth Is woven in one department it's Just like silk gloves, you know and the gloves are cut out in another. Then they send them to another de partment, where they put in these lit tle pieces you spoke of. And then someone else puts on the tips of the fingers, and someone else does fancy stitches on the back, and someone else closes them sews they up, you know, and someone else puts the buttons on, and and Oh, there's lots more to it! And it's so Interesting. And then they all have to be looked over, and the mean old thing that Inspects Is always sending them back to the girls to be done over." "And what part do you do?" Sadie asked. . "Oh, me? When you buy a pair of gloves they are always stitched to gether in pairs. Well, that's what I do." Wheeling Register. ESCORT COULDN'T SEE JOKE Incident at Coney Island That Prob ably Taught Confetti Thrower a Lesson He Needed. A large well-dressed man and a handsome woman were in the Mardi Gras crowd at Coney island, New York. They had been waiting some time for the parade and the woman began to yawn. Now yawning is a very unladylike performance In pub lic, and rather a dangerous one in a Coney island crowd, for while the woman had her mouth wide open and was getting all the worth there is to be had out of a good healthy yawn a young man bent on mischief threw a handful of confetti right plump Into the orifice. The woman coughed and splut tered, and the hoodlum shrieked with delight. Those about him thought it was a grand Joke, too all but the woman's escort. He reached out one powerful arm and grabbed the skylark ing youth by the shoulder. Then he brought his fist down on the young man's straw hat, crushing it and driv ing his bead through the crown and partly over his ears. Next he turned the young man around and kicked him with all the force and swiftness that outraged dignity and fierce anger to gether with great strength afforded, If that youth recovers from that kick and throws confetti again he will be careful in picking his target. And, maybe, the handsome woman if she yawns again in a hurry will not do so In such a mob as turns out to Bee a Coney Island celebration. With the Essayists. Of all the displays of art the essay Is the most indefinable, the most sub tle, because it has no scheme, no pro gram. It does not set out to narrate or to prove; It has no dramatic purpose, no imaginative theme; its essence is a sympathetic self-revelation, just as in talk a man may speak frankly ot his own experiences and feelings, and yet avoid any suspicion of egotism, if his confidences are designed to illustrate the thoughts of others rather than to provide a contrast and a self-glorifica tion. Tho essayist gives rather than claims; he compares rather than pa rades. He is led by his interest in others to be interested in himself, and it Is as a man rather than as an lndl vidual that he takes the stage. He must be surprised at the discov eries he makes about himself, rather than complacent; he must condone his own discrepancies rather than exult tn them. Trained Crabs Catch Rabbltt. Crabs are put to a curious use on certain parts ot the Devonshire fore shore. They are used to catch rab bits. Having located a promising bur row, the snarer takes a crab and af files a short length of lighted candle to the back of Its shell. The behavior ot a crab which finds itself in a narrow IncloBurs Is well known. It begins to run. It therefore starts away up Ue burrow at top rate, and presently the rabbit is horrified at the sight ot a Jog trotting flame coming to his sanctuary. Oft he goes for the other exit, only to find himself, when he emerges, In a '.rap. Two Babies. Mrs. Newma 0, I wish you could see Mrs. Winkler's baby. It's perfect ly lovely. Such a delicate little crea ture as It Is! It's a perfect little cherub, with the loveliest eyes, the sweetest little mouth, the cunningest little nose, and eyes ot heavenly blue. It looks as it It Just dropped from heaven and every tiny featurs bad been fashioned by Ue angels. Mr. Newma Is it as nlcs as our baby? Mrs, Newma Mercy! no, not halt Now Tort Weskly. USED BRAINS TO WIN HOW ATHLETE ACHIEVED TRI UMPH IN RACES. Ted Meredith of University of Penn sylvania Had Carefully Thought Out Methods That Brought Him Victory In Contests. There is a belated story of how Ted Meredith of the University of Penn sylvania defeated Bill Bingham of Harvard in the half-mile race in the Intercollegiate championships, which carries with it a lesson valuable to participants in practically all lines ot sport, the New York Times remartts. Meredith, It will be remembered, won both the quarter and half-mile races. The quarter was won tn his usual atyle. Meredith allowed one ot ms competitors to go out and make the pace, and then came like a streak In the last furlong and won about as he When It came to the half Meredith completely' reversed the order of things. He raced at top speed in the first quarter and had all the rest of the field on their toes and practically beaten, doing the quarter in :54. Hs then slowed down and even allowed a: couple of his competitors to pass him, content with the fact that Bingham, whom alone he feared, was plugging along In the rear, hopelessly out of It. With him disposed of, Meredith again sped up in the last furlong, caught and passed the two who had headed him for a short distance, and won very cleverly without being ex hausted. MeredlU's overwhelming triumph was due to the use of brains coupled with his powers as a racer. Before the race he had taken the trouble to find out the way in which Bingham, tho Harvard man, ran his races. He dis covered it was his habit to take it easy In the first quarter, running the distance In about a minute flat, and reserving himself for the final quar ter, which he would do in the neigh borhood of fifty seconds. Meredith's heartbreaking pace in the first quar ter completely upset Bingham's plan for the race, and so bewildered the fleet Harvard runner that the latter had no time to think out and put into operation a new plan. Possibly there is no better example of tho superiority of brain over brawn than in the career of George Bothner, the wrestler. His lack of bulk was more than compensated for in the abil ity to think quickly and almost un cannily to anticipate and thwart tho particular "hold" his opponent intend ed making. ' John McGraw's success as a base ball manager has been entirely due to exceptionally acute brain power. From the beginning of his career on the diamond he analyzed every play made in a game in which he partici pated or witnessed. It was the study that developed the baseball strategy he made his own, and which made him so much of a clairvoyant in foreseeing the "breaks" of a game for or against his team. It Jim Jeffries had been possessed of enough gray matter he might never have lost the heavyweight champion ship to Jack Johnson. But the punch in the eye in the second round, which was the turning point in the contest, angered him. After that it was bruto force against brute force. Football Is bo entirely a matter of brains that everybody familiar with sports admits that the best eleven of the physical boxers or wrestlers, for Instance, would have no chance what ever against an eleven such as repre sents any one of the great universi ties on the gridiron each fall. The thinking athlete gets more sport out of the game he happens to indulge tn, also, than he would It merely an exceptionally good natured athlete or one who is able to absorb the ideas of a trainer and carry them out in purely mechanical fash ion. To the young athlete the lesson modern sports teaches us: Attend as well to tho cultivation ot the mind as to the training ot the body and its muscles If you would enjoy com petitive athletics to the full. The first is as necessary as the last to be come superexcellent at any sport, to get the greatest enjoyment from sport and to cope with its emergencies. Victorian Hobby. The announcement offering for Bnle the wedding shoes of Queen Victoria recalls Ue fact that her majesty was a keen collector of historical relics. At a sale held in November, 1899, she commissioned a well-known deal er to secure for her a walking-stick carved to represent "Wisdom and Folly," once the property ot Prlncs Charles Edward. The royal agent had carte blanche, and Ue stick was knocked dpvn to him tor 160. This was a monstrous price when we con sider that shortly before the young pretender s dirk, with flint-lock pistol attached, realized only 3 15s; while the great Rob Roy a claymore, made by Andrea Ferrara, with Its shark's skin grip and all, went for 37 16s. At the Stuart exhibition organized in London some twenty years ago a num ber ot most interesting exhibits came from Queen Victoria's collection.- Dundee Advertiser. Too Suggestive. Manager If you want to make any money from the audiences at your new play, change Its name. Playwright Why so? Manager Whit can you expect from a play you call "A Passing Crowd?"