IOLE

rjom. looked up lo.

.JMT'rypsf

eTResIn

l> lltle* of p>5tte yenr. In onr p nnd flmbliinti e ^i«ve not y« ie Mint- time Si illation, one n*«r mod of bark yard tootb- «p and down r Sf one ii.lu>« the j [fiibr i*r to. ilr.it)-.’ fi board f®u+ at' biB e»y>" , JdDon ed 1 be thought petUld be aubjpot prr^ntty to parry severe tV'Wi'ifuiHe-*'. but 90 Inexptleable -for tbemdenled their (i® hoy ran tlo » full' c>intent, .**>* ebont It at

llllngs

S thirteen and

t considerable j

. after school t the Iasi week

ne person par ,

Or ten* Bttmu-

I netivlty by bis t tlfat this iierson pbcanse she was md o' an cge sym- ! of a *e\ antlpat tlyt Herbert II,Jr.. thus seriously n his father’s tu.ok this audletice or

■ 'rather dlshavler really lered piquant '

•. After cllmbr ' » fence he would r pockets a small 1 a pencil; sel. tlemepts to itn-

■ more than t be was eny when his ats at times It

pile would rise, bal|»droTt e*se; 7,1* 1t*i t the' other on fbe Mielow the top of the

drnnJBri.-nily

k a acouttsti palm, hr yi|n-the •direction o<

which had tp

; and then, oaring rsotnetlilng or other, il and decisively en-

mnluu' Look,

alone; he was ' a friend, nuUe. r than .Herbert, his companion was

• motivex pre-

T, Muwc from which "*n action*, hike * »•! ‘•JH’B thy top of j»Uy. at a lltUe ois |

. Herbert he | J*. for the better

side of the wlndins like aln mid write

iook. And sel-

e aerltt have 1 by the par llonal an ap-

wlndow of quirtngty.

"What are. Rorencer

"Coualn Herb»rt and that nasty lit-

tle Henry hooter."

“Are you watching them agalnT”

her mother asked.

‘ Ve>. I am.” said Florence, tartly. ".Not because I care to. but merely to amuse myself at their expense." Mrs. Atwater murmured deprecatIngly. "Couldn’t you And some other way to amuse yourself. Florence?” “I don't call this amusement.” the Incomrintenr girl responded, not without chagrin “Think I’d spend all my «lnys starin' at Herbert Hllngsworth AtWxier, Junior, and that nasty little Henry Rooter, and call It amusement?"

“Then why do you do It?"

“Why do I do who., mama?" Florence Inquired as If In despilr of Mrs. Atwater’* ever learning to put things

clearly.

“Why do you ’spend all your days’ watching them? You don't seeip able to keep away from the window, and It appears to make you irritable. I should think If they wouldn’t let yon play with tliem yo".'d be too proud“Oh. good heavens, mama !' “Don’t nse exp- -xsions like’ that, Florence, please *’ "Well." said Florence, “I got . _ sdme expression when you accuse me of wantin’ to •play’ with those two rile things! My goodness mercy, muma. I don't want to ’play’ with 'em! I'm more than fon. years old. 1 guess; though you don’t ever seem wining to give me credit for It. I don't haf to 'play' nil the time, mama; and, any. way. Herbert and that nasty little Henry Rooter aren't playing, either.” "Aren't they?" Airs Atwater Inquired. “I thong , the other day you KaH yon wanted them to let you player being a newapaper reporter, or edl-

CAPE MAY COUNTY TIMES. SEA IBLE CITY, N

By Booth Tarkington xWBSTSS..

they got a desk from that nasty little Henry Uooter'a mothers attic; son « table and some chairs, and a map on the wall; and that's their newspaper offlee. They go out and I.s>k for whut’i the news, and write It doyrn In iuk and then they go through the gate It the other aide of the railing where the printing press la, and ptini It for theit newspaper." “Rut What do they do oo the fence so- ipoch?" where they go to watch what the news !s.” Florence explained morosely. -They think they’re s i grand, Bltdn’ np there, pokin' around. They go other placet, too. and they ssk people. That** all they said I could be!” Here the lady's bltterm-?* became strongly Intensified. “They said, maybe I could be one o' the ones they asked If 1 knew anything, sometimes. If they happen to think of It I I Juat respecifly told 'em Fd decline to wipe my oldest r'.oes on ’em to save th dr Uvea! Sirs. Atwater sighed, "ton mustn't use such - xpresrtions, Florence." "1 don't aw why nol.r the daughter objected. -•7’hey'ra a lor too re refined than the exp'easlona they uaed oo

me!"

TIMELY TATTLE ABOUT LINGERIE AND FURS

S IVSKS !n „„ „„„ K „ , h . „„ stable fhnn those In oar outer chemise pictured, crepe de chin. as,lv'':„Tr.,I’ U '^‘- ) . ^ 'nm™* With lace and oally and surely. The trend for aome ribbon*, makes prattv garments in as-

llme bus Ix-cn toward slieer fabrics sured styles

alone. Thia emson finds all the pret- by a long way. In popnlarity Tba «•• C ' almlne • nw,Uon I" I'* smaller ^re* |* , n all-

a ™» k * 1" Vlvid hlC " ""“y'^r-rouud convenience, less costly

mMerixi h ? n !l' ,< ‘ r ” f ,h “ M ,f « ri «'* '»«■« conaume more fnr Z ST5.' r “ cbed ,bf m,,rp "“ 1 '‘ 'n «helr making, bnt ZLZ “ ,Ul qu: •' “* b ~ oalnc of them It The average woman st.,pa abort of Is mi h In evidence just now with •oeh gossamer staffs and cbooses fine tailored suits and dresses and nearly

PDdddy's p^Evemixrt Fairy Tale jy/-\ARY GRAriy i BONNER THE SPELLING ARMIES.

»; ska found their l.nMKWl.le far imihi.-iani bla ft end. Impn ^- v T « Von their fence, was toSwme *s to hr all too plainly visf! scroas ftotr : : ,u-rv. n- ; r wax almost he two perHr andlenrv — ,-Jf goad'd condition ; anti that they aomeumc* deilhr-raiely icreased ttiV-,aBtraceousn.-.^ „f ,) lP | r !n'r“'rt*nc» heromM- they knew » '"itow A-c.trhlng them. And upem t t •ntui'day •-' the', week, when the m.; ‘ -Vsr-k *.-rlte:-s were upon the fence ^fcltervwls fhrrxi.-bout the aftemnJ Pftore»i-c Atvatei's fascinated md.gn

something like that, with them, and they were rude and told you to go say. Wasn't that, it?" Florence algheo -No. rtnama. it

cert nly waan'L”

“They weren't rude to you?" “Y a. they cert’nly were!'

“Welt tu*-.i .

"Mama, can't you understand r Florence turned from the window- to beseech Mrs. Atwater's con-entration oi*oo the matter. "It Isn't playing" I didn't want to ’play' being u report er; they ain't ‘playing’—" “Aren't ula.-ing Florence. * “Yes'm. They're not. Herbert's got a real printing press; L'nde Joaeph gave It to him. It’s a mania, can't you understand?" “I'll try." said Mrs. Atwater. “Tea mustn't gel so excited about It. Flor-

ence.”

“I'm not"' Florence turned vein* ■manly. "I guess It'd take more than th-we two vile things ami their ..Id primin' press to get me excited! 1 don't cpre what they do; IF* far less than nc'hlng to me! AM I wish la they'd fall off tiie fence and break

their vile ole necks!"

With this manifestation of imper sonal cahnness. xhe turned again the window; but her mother protested. “Do find something else to amuse you. Florence; aod quit watching those foolish boys; you mustn't let them upset yon so by their playing" Florence moaned They don ‘upset' me. mama! They have no effect on me by the slightest degree! And I told you, mama, they're not ’playing.'" “Then what ara they doing}” "Well, they're having a newspaper They got the printing pivss and im office !n Herbert's ole stab'e. a id ev- j erythlng. They -ot somebody to give 'em some o’.e banisters and a railing iron* a house that was torn down . somewhere*, and Then tney got It stuck ! up In the stable loft. *o it run* across j kind of a wile in the middle of i twnistera, and on one side is J ntlog press, and ;be other Ide

this, Florence or gave way to filial despair. “Mama, yon just can’t see through anything I've said anyhow fifty t!mes they ain’l -aren’t playing! They're getting up a eal newspaper, and people buy It and ever} tiling. They have been all over this part of town and got every aunt and uncle they hav , besides their own fathers and mothers, and some p«mple In the neighborhood, and Kitty Silver and two or three other colored peonle hrsldes. that work for families they know. They're going to charge twenty-Ove cants a year, collect lu-ad-vance because they want the money firef; and even papa gave em a quarter last night: he told me so." “How often do they publish their paper. Florence?" Mrs. Atwater In qulrvd -omewhat absently, having ream od her aewing. Every, week; and »hey’re goln' to have the first one a week from to-

day."

“What do they call It?” The North End Daily Oriole. 1| tiie Silliest name J ever heard for newspaper; and I told 'em so. I told 'em what I thought of it, I guess!” “Was that the reason?" Mrs. At

waier asked.

what reason, mama?" the reason they wouldn’t

let you be a reporter with them?" “Pooh!" Florence exclaimed airily. "I didn't want anything to do with the • ole paper. But anyway I didn't make fun to' their callin' It the North End Dally Orioie till after they said I couldn't be In it. Then I did, you ! P

bet!“

“Florence, don't gay—" "Mama. I, got to say somepln! W«U.! I told 'em i wouldn't be in their ole I paper If they begged me on 'heir bent- j cd knees: and i said if they begged me a thousand yars I wouldn't he. In any paper with such a craey name; ' and I wouldn't tell 'em any news 11 I I knew the President of the United I State* had the scarlet fever! I just j politely lafnmjed- 'em they crfulti aay v-hnt tbej- liked If they was dying; 1 ! decline.' so much :•.* wipe the oldesl 1 shoes 1 got on 'em!" "But why wouldn't they let -you be } on the paper?? her mother Insisted. UP** 'hi* Florence become r.nalyti d. "Ju-1 so's they coiild ac, eo i,,, ! And she adddedife* « con sequ'Tu-e: ‘They ouglit to ho- -ur-xi

Mrs. Atwaier tnu:mnred absently hut forbore to press her Inquiry; ond Florence wax silent, in a brooding mood. The Journalists upon the fence had disappeared from r*ew. during th< ci*nveraat!;*p with her mother: and presently xlie sighed and quietly left the room. She went to her own apart ment. where, at a small and rathe battened little white desk, after a pt riod of earnest reverie, she took up a pen, wet the point In purple ink. and without an* great effort or any critical delaying*, produced

Flower-like Hues in Lingerie

ami. batiste, crepe de chine or French | all these small scarfs are made *f voile, all as soft and dainty as heart , dark or stone marten, mink or fox. In

could wish and nil reliably durable, one or fwo-skln piece*

VoUe's a recent acqu'sltion and prom Tliex.- same furs, supplemented by mes to rival Crete- de chine, it has sealskin, squirrel, kolinsky, mole and been transplanted, to the Philippine* , other pelts moke the ample scarfs, and there made up Into' beautifully j wide and long, to he worn with muffs • mbroldered lingerie that comes in ; in . ..Idef weather, and between the exmany lovely, unaccustomed colors | t re meg of the choker and the long Nightdresses are designed along the scarf there are a few shaped scarfs 'Implext line* and many of ihem are somewhat like little rapes at the back sleeveless. Those of colored crepe de but having scarf ends. In all scarfs chine Include models Unit are cut In , intle heads and tiie natural tall* are points at the bottom, and are merely employed as a finish, but a few mod

lengthened to the ankles. • els substitute pompons of fur

<TO BE CO.VriNCEn.)

Gres’ Men On-.c Book Agerta. Longfellow. Mark Twain and iirel

Harte were among the subsequently famous authors who bridged poverty stricken periods by pe ' " u* th* work* of alrrady successful writer*. Danlei Webster also hunted up order* for book*, paying his second 'erm'a tuition at Dartmouth college by acting as agent for De T-*cquevU|e'a “America." and Bismarck in hi* earl; day* at Heidelberg •anvaased for one ot Blumenbach's bar.d-Look* - Ne » ,

York Evening Post.

A thought is often original, though

Small Fur Garments

much as to play with hlx soldier*. There was nothing in the world Fred hated more than a p e 111 n g. There was something about spelling—he had never quite decided what it was ex-e-tly—but something which was almost cruel. Sometimes at a spelling lesson and at a reading lesson, too. h t could feel his face getting hotter and hotter and be

" b , a ,

feeling as though'

he very correct words which were a part of the speJIlng lesson took a nean glee In his unhappiness. They ■eemed to actnally enjoy bis emhui'll wax ibe samehn the reading leaions. How he stumbled over those srretched words. The teacher always -.old him It was *o eas* to read If only ve would look at the words and see low- they were spelled. Ye*, that all sounded very simple— >ut It wasn't sini'le. No. It was Lard ind almost Impossible, he felt. Oh. f there were n.. such thing* in the world as spelling lessons and reading essons—what a happy place the world would be Outside of these two ylace* It was the easiest thing In the

world to be happy.

When people said that the happiest rime of a boy’* life wa* during the dme he wa« * tad and went to school '-hey should have added “With the exception of the spelling and reading It wa* not that Fred didn't want to •••ad. He n.voted to read many book* ■bout soldier* and sailors especially. He want id to read stories of adventure stories of hidden treasure*, stories of brave deeds and narrow e* ■apes. But there was such agony to >e gone through with before one could get to books of that sort. Fred told bis ,oy soldiers. “I xate spelling and ! can’t rend properly it all because those wretched word* go to make up the stories In nooks." The toy soldiers were mary in nuraters aod their •arUxvrd face* and ?gures were smart and dignified and >rave In appearance, bnt they were guile dumb before Fred's worry. And then suddaoly Fred bad a

thought.

"You’ll help me." he aald to hla ardboard soldier*. They waited In :helr wise way t6 hear farther before they raised any objections. "Yes." Fred continued. “I will get much assistance from ail of you.” He hurried over then to hla spelling sook and put It on the floor in the tenter of the cardboard soldier*. Then ke looked at the book for a long tim< —then at the soldiers. He took a blue pencil and over the wait of one cardboard soldier he wrote A. Orer another he wrote E. md another I and another O and yot

another V.

"I raise you to the position of gcoa!.“ he said to the first one. “Yon will be known as General A. Colonel K, Major I. Captain O and Lieutenant U are the other officers In charge of my armies. My armies are all made up of the other letters In the alphabet known a* consonants. “I will expect each of you io do your own work and to know what to expected of you and when you should report on duty. But of course. I know that I must be the leader. There must, be a field marshal of niy men who knows their position* and Just what should be their work. I will have to know just when General A should en j ter the Word field and when Colonel | R should appear. i “To be sffre I cannot conquer alt the words at once. Little by little must • the ground be J won. But this will | make it easiest of I all — for I shall ! men to help me." The curd board I vddier* did not

; a m 11 e a

i praise. They were ! too superior for

j that.

position* each

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