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THE McHffintT PLAIHD1AIER. WpHWKY, ILL JOSSELYN'S WIFE By KATHLEEN NORRIS Cbjinl^ii br Hw> XIII--Continued f8o that we finally have these facta te go on," Ryan summarised. "Too and your father quarrel about your relationship with this lady, your father strikes you, and you threaten to kill him. You leave the house In anger, and--1 beg your pardon?" "I aay that what I said could not be construed Into a threat to kill Mw," Glbbs protested. ••You mean that yon phrased It *1*11 km you If you say that again*?" "Yes. I--I don't think that la quite the same thing. One might be S threat Mr. Ryan, and the other more of a--well, more of a boast, or of a-- a silencer that should prove effective," George interposed mildly. "I see," Ryan said dryly. "Well!" bo resumed, after a pause, "you leave thfe house In anger, and on foot. A few hours later, presumably between the hours of nine and ten o'clock, aomebody familiar with this house enter* the room your fattier Is sitting In; does not alarm him enough to cause him to leave his seat; goes to the table-drawer where he keeps his pistol; takes It out, and deliberately kills him. Afterward throwing the pistol tart*) a basket seventeen feet away. We've cross-questioned the maids, but you can easily see that no servant could do that without instantly alarming him. More than that, be disliked their coming and going, and wonld have questioned any one who came In. We know that pistol was In the drawer, because your wife saw It there, as late as yesterday morning. In the hands of the girl, Lizzie, Lizsie was talking with your wife at her fire until after ten o'clock, undresses and goes to bed, opening the communicating door between the bathroom and bedrooms--you know what they were talking of, and why that girl had nothing Tn her mind last night but her own happiness! Mrs. Josselyn then sits on by the fire, sees that Lizzie is asleep, goes to bed herself, and sleeps until you awaken her, in what she describes as an excited condition, at two o'clock. Those facts we have. Now perhaps you'll tell us Just where yon were last night between the hours of eleven minutes past six and two o'clock." "Ill tell you as well as I can," Glbbs •aid simply. "I went first to the club where I sat in the little smoking room for a long time--more than an hour. Gettllng. the steward there, came and touched me on the arm. and said that It was nearly eight o'clock, and asked me to dine." "Yon had had nothing to Ntf ^Nothing." *fcor to drink?" "Yea, I had bad a whisky-and-aoda when I went In, and then later another." "Ah! And did yon drink with you. dinner? Go on, pleaae, just as the events transpired." "I had two cocktails before my dinner; I was still upset from the talk with my father-*** The quarrel?" "The quarrel, •yea. I dktnl eatmuch. I may have eaten something, but I am not sure. I went ont--" •What time was this?" "Nine o'clock, I should say. Gettllng would remember «tbat, because be followed me out to ask me something about the hunt breakfast on Thanksgiving." "Will ypu get hold of him?" Ryan asked one of his men In an undertone. TBere was a moment's Interruption and murmuring. Then Ryan said: "Excuse me. Will you go on?" "After that I.started walking, wlthont thinking much where I was going," Glbbs said. "It was dark, but not very cold. 1 walked a long way, and then I saw the IIgifts of the 'Wayside Inn.' We'd been there before, last aunimer. I • nt up on the porch, and atood there, looking in." "Why didn't you go straight In, Mr. Josselyn?" "I don't know. I think I wasn't sure that I wanted to go In." "You walk--what Is It--something more than eight miles. In the dark," commented the district attorney, "and tben you vacillate about going In?" "I remember thinking that I was hungry," Gihbs went on. "But they were dancing in there, and I didn't feet much like getting Into a dance." "But you did go in?" "No. I didn't. While I was standlag there I recognized--I recognized --friends--at a Uttle table right near (fee window--" "Friends? Who were these friends. Mr. Josselyn?" "That I'd rather not say, really," Glbbs said, in his old autocratic man- "We've had Lillian's story, Glbbs." George said, in a low tone. Glbbs gave him a quick, startled look ; the blood mounted to his face. "You saw Mrs. Josselyn and her fever, eh?" said Ryan. George saw the muscles of Glbbs' suddenly tighten. ./'I object to that term," he aald Jjletly. / "We needn't mince words." Ryan •aid sharply, his eyes narrowing. "Go M with your story. You went Into Ike barf . "I did not go In.at all," Glbba reiterated. "But somebody saw you there?" "Not that I know of." "And nobody saw you on your way i'iljfcere?" ^|"Not that I know of." £ ^"Yoo turned around, and walked tfcckr "I tamed around, and walked Jfcck." ."Reaching home--" ^ ; "Reaching home , at about one •f clock, I think. I sat by the flre in «y wlfte's bedroom f«r awhile, and tfie woke me up. We had a short con- 'Versation, and I told her that I proposed to leave my father's house the •ext morning. Then I went to bed." jj "One moment, Mr. Josselyn. On walk back--a long walk, you •now, for a man alone in the dark, §M mvmt hava peesed through «•*- eraT villages. Didn't It occur to yon to atop somewhere else for food?" "1 don't remember thinking of food." "Yet you thought of food when you reached the isn't" Gihbs was silent. "How do you account ft* the fact that you did that?" "I changed my mind, I suppose." "Exactly. You changed your mind. But do you know what caused jom to change your mind?" Again Gibbs did not apeak. "I could believe that to a man In your excited condition the mere sight of the Woman he loved dining there with another man might cause a decided change of mind," the district attorney said, thoughtfully, making a sferies of hard Itttle marks with his pencil on the blotter before him, and finally raising his bead to look Gibbs straight in the eyes. "But I wish, for your own sake, Mr. Josselyn, that you could find some one to confirm this rather extraordinary story. Bight miles," he added, musingly; "well, a man In condition might walk that far, and decide not to eat anything, and walk hack--I used to walk once myself, a good deal. But--" He pursed his lips and elevated his eyebrows with the shadow of a shrug. "One more thing," he asked, In a dead Silence. "You did not tell your wife last night what you had seen?" "That I had seen my father's wife dining with Pepper? No." "Why didn't you tell her, Mr. Joaselynr "Why--it did not occur to me to do so. I never have discussed the matter with her." "Tell me. Just what you mean by the matter"" "The--the--anything that concerned my stepmother. I suppose." "You quarrel with your father, threaten to kill him, leave his house, over this very man, and then do not consider this fresh evidence of Mrs. Thomas Jjosselyn's relationship with Pepper of sufficient Importance to tell your wife? Didn't It occur to you that here was an absolute refutation of your father's suspicions; suspicions that you knew were shared by your wife?** "No, I don't remember thinking that," Glbbs asserted doggedly. "You didn't say to yourself: "Here Is an excuse for me--and more than an excuse!' You didn't say 'my dear, to show you how Innocent I am in this whole affair, Lillian--or whatever you call her--and Pepper were dining together this very evening!' " "I have told you that I did not mention It to my wife," Gibbs answered. "I should like to call your attention to the fact that Mr. Josselyn was unwilling to bring his stepmother's name Into this discussion a few minutes ago," George said quietly. "That would seem to me to Indicate that there had been no prearrangement between them." "Exactly," Ryan said, with a sharp look. "Thank you--I think that Is all. Oh, one moment. When you came home from this walk, you approached the house by the rear road, crossed the Held of the adjoining property, entered the gate on the tennis court, and so came around the west face of the house, to the front door?" "Yes, sir.** "So that, by a really circuitous route, you did not pass the lighted study window?" "Accidentally, I did Just that." "Accidentally, of course. Thank you. Mr. Josselyn." Again there was the little stir of\ men changing position. Glbbs and George went to the deak. "I will make It my business to look up those matters you called to my attention, Mr. Ryan," George said, In a business-like tone. "I'll see Mr. Josselyn's man of business--find out If there was anything Irregular, any dispute there. There was one point I would like to make before we end this Investigation: is it possible that Mr. Josselyn fell asleep in his chair, and was shot in that state?" The district attorney nodded thoughtfully. He had scored steadily, throughout the long day, but he was rasped by the conviction that Glbbs despised him. "I will speak to Corrlgan about It. That would be an important point, of Course." He glanced at the coroner, who had risen, end was standing beside him. "Doctor Cutter spoke of that," the man said. "But It Is Impossible. When we found the body the head was sunk forward, exactly like a man asleep But the bullet could not have entered the body as It did enter it while it was In that position. Mr. Josselyn was sitting erect when the shot was fired, and his assassin must have engaged him In conversation, holding his own hand, with the revolver In lt„ barely above the level of the table." "I see," George said. He ant) Ryan fell Into a low-toned conversation one of the windows. All over the room there was the rustle preceding departure. A deputy, a kind-faced man of large build, would remain in the house; the others w^qld rotnpn in u,e morning. "Why. It was for Gibbs utat I asked to bring this up," Ellen answered. "But before It came George had called him away. There's so much to attend to--so many different things. Joe, did you hear anything more about the Bridgeport position?" "Well, that's what I meant to speak to you about, Ellen. I had a letter from this fellow Mainwaring, y ester- J day. They'll give it to me. in fact, they wanted me today; but of course I couldn't go. I can't get there until tomorrow morning." "You are going, then. Joe?" "I think so." He sighed, nibbed bis hair boyishly with his hand. "I saw Harriet," he added suddenly, "and 1 think she's satisfied to have It this way. Mr. Lathrop was a king about It, and be said that I should stay where I am. But I got this job through him, you know, and I didn't feel comfortable keeping it now-- when I've beeij a disappointment and a trouble to yon aH. So FU go to Bridgeport." Ellen looked with pity at the clouded face; Joe seemed so young. so much a boy to face these grave realities. \ or heard said; be may not put yotk on the stand at all. Now just calm down. Take things easy. And yon let tfs have Tommy. Ltczle adores the kid--we both do. And he'll be out Of the way oftbe whole thing. Get me?" "I get yon!" she smiled, a Httle sadly, as she returned his kiss. "And you may be married tonightK "Will bei" "It seems so strange, Joe." She went with him to the door ci her room. "Not what 1 thought my little brother's wedding day wonld bat" aha said. "Nor I," he answered gravely. She thought he looked all a boy as he walked away, and turned at the stairhead to wave his hand to her. A few minutes later Gibbs came Up, and Ellen lighted the flame under the spirit-lamp, and made him fresh tea. He looked tired and ill, but he smtled at her gratefully asabe gavefcUatfce smoking cup. There was a knock at the door; but he did not seem to hear it. He had dropped his handsome head to gainst the chair-back, and closed his dark. "So yon go to Brtdjjoportr , j -It .III Mem "!«.» h. Mid, roming hkuseirrmn "> «« «* <»U, tbe his brooding. "And, Bllen, I think Lizzie and I will be married, and she'll go with me." "Married !** she echoed. "Bat when. Joe?" "Well--* fie hesitated. "Tonight, I think." " - • * '< H * "Tonight!M*«V'"r ' "I guess sifc* * "But, dearest boy! Dont yon hare to have a license and things?" "I've got them. Her mother and father will be thefe, aadAont pale. That's all." "But Joe--so quickly!" Ellen mused. "After all, perhaps It's the wisest thing," she conceded. "I'll try tomorrow to get someone else for Tommy." "I was going to speak to you abont that. Sis. Why can't we take Tommy? You'll have your hands full---" She turned deathly white,, and leaned back In her chair with closed eyes. "I don't mean thatl" he exclaimed, quickly. "Ah, pull yourself together, dear old girl!" Ellen nervous, got to ber feet; she began to walk about the room, wrlng- Kmpty as They Were, These Hours at the Jail Were Ellen's Life. Ing her hands, and pressing her locked fingers against her lips like a person In pain. "Oh, I know what you've all been m-alting for--these days!" she said, in her whisper of anguish. "I've seen It In George's face--I know why you want to take Tommy away from It all ! I know that Glbbs has expected it i we've been together for three days now, Joe, we've sat for hours, with my hand In his--not saying a word." She came back to the fireplace. Joe had risen, too, and was watching her with a distressed face. She laid her hands on his shoulders, and looked with wild appeal Into his eyes. "Joe!" she faltered, almost Inaudibly, "I lie awake at night, racking my brains -- and there's nobody else! They can't find anybody else! But. Joe, If he did do It--If his father. In that cool, smiling way of his--" "Look here, Ellen!" Joe said bluntly, "I'm surprised at you. Glbbs Is going to depend on you now as he never did In his life before, and here you are skipping your meals, lying awake nights, and getting hysterical! My G--d, Sis, you'll do him much more harm than good this way." "Yes, I know!" Ellen said quickly. "But, Joe, she added, "I keep thinking that that Ryan will ask me--ask me outright what I think, and what can I say? I can't--" "Now, listen, Ellen," he Interrupted firmly. "In the first place, he never will ask you what you think. He'll simply ask yon what you did, or said. CHAPTER XIV After the quiet funeral, wheft- ill# Josselyn family had run the gauntlet of a hundred reporters and photographers, and were back In the "Villlno delP Orto" again, Joe came upstairs to find his sister. It was two o'clock and a low table had been drawn before the fire and spread with teathings. "Come in, Joe," his sister said, when he knocked. "And will you have some tea?" she added, with a shadow of her old smile. - "I know you didn't have any lunch, like the rest of us. "How do you feel, dear?" he asked, taking the offered cup. "Oh--fine!" She blinked back the too-ready tears, and controlled the trembling of her mouth. "T-t-tlrlng day!" she added, unsteadily. "Awful day. Listen, Sis," Joe's tone suddenly changed and became firm, "I want to talk to you about something! Where's Gibbs 1 Jtlaa he had to 1 little scout again, and go off out of the range of newspapers am! cameras, won't It?" he asked. "I was thinking we might take the roadster and go Sonth--Florida, maybe, or Atlanta." Ellen's color rushed up, the vision of escape from all this horror had set her blood to dancing. The open road again, Gibbs and Tommy, meals here and there and everywhere-- Another knock at the door. Glbbs heard this one, and turned questioning . eyes toward it. "Stay where you are!" Bllen commanded. She went to the door. Gibbs heard one whispered. word of protest and horror, and got to his feet, the color draining from his face. He saw George's grave face, and another face or two In the background. In the foreground, their eyes sweeping the room quickly, were two blue-coated ofllcers»„ „ V Chapter xf&i£ ' The trial of Thomas Glbbs Josselyn for the murder of his father was naturally the journalistic tidbit of the day. The social standing of the family, the mystery surrounding the murder, the odd relationship of the man and the two women, all these things were Incalculably valuable to city editors everywhere. Presently the will of the murdered man was filed, and caused Its own sensation. After the bequests to servants and charities, and the glftB to old friends, the widow was to have ber handsome allowance, payable unless she remarried, throughout her life, besides her country home at Wheatley Hills, and all It contained. To the son certain books and specified silver and Jewels were bequeathed, and a moderate sum was to be held in trust for the little grandson. All the rest went to the daughter-inlaw. More than that, should Lillian remarry, she was to be given a lump sum, the remainder of her fortune to revert to Ellen. Ellen heard It all vaguely: she was not thinking of money in these days. She did not read the papers that shrieked between the two oceans that old Thomas Josselyn had trusted Iiesabove h&wtfs or bis son. The trial was set for the first Week of the new year, and to Gihbs and to EU§n as well, much as she had dreaded it. It came as n relief. She had visited him every day, in his cell at the Mineola jail, and what those visits bad cost her. only Ellen knew. Every day she must nerve herself afresh to enter Into the stale, cold air, and must pass the clanking doors and the watching eyes. She must nerve herself afresh for the sight of him, thin, despondent, dishonored. She must breathe the suffocating moral atmosphere that surrounds the offenders, the human who Is felt by other humans to be dangerous. She must talk to him, and yet not talk fit the hideous cloud that pressed so close over him. and the hideous weight on their hearts that made them both afraid they would go mad. She kept him supplied with books, and sometimes made him read aloud to her. George was often with him, full of confidence and courage. Empty as they were, these hours at the jail were Ellen's life. Otherwise she was hardly conscious that she lived at all. She sat by the fire with her aunt, in the evening, talking with the busy, kindly woman and the old captain, but not knowing what she said. She wrote her nightly letter to Joe or Lizzie, with a scalloped kiss for the boy, nnd went early to bed. She rose early, nnd Joined the old people at breakfast. Then she aired her room, and made her bed, and by that time the little closed car was at the do|r, with Torrens at the wheel. Closelyx veiled, although she was really indifferent to staring eyes and snapping cameras, she Blipped into the car and was on her way to Gibbs. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Heroic Struggle for Education He Coveted The story is told of Kamba, a fullblooded African of the Ndau tribe, who has progressed from absolute Illiteracy to a Columbia university degree. The first printing that he ever saw was on a pack of playing cards that came from the coast, and by studying these be taught himself the figures from one to ten. Later he went South to work, and an American missionary there who taught native boys in spite of the opposition of the Portuguese, whose policy is to keep the people ignorant, took him into his home as a house boy. There the Idea of that cultivated missionary, and especially bis wife, going to live in that fever-stricken area for the sake of the black boys, gave him * new vision. He knew they must have some secret that made them different from all other white people he had ever si When the American for home, he told his boys of a 250 miles to reach there. His capac* Ity and ambition for more education led the missionary to secure work for the boy by which he earned enough to go to Hampton Institute, Virginia. Earning his living all the time, be took a course of carpentry and then went to Columbia, where he secured the coveted education. His whole Ideal In seeking this education has been to go back and develop hla own people, but not necessarily on western lines. Son's Failmr• Led to Lincoht's Great Effort James L. Ford, in "Forty-Odd Years in the Literary Shop," tells that when he was five years old children begatr to hear from the lips of their elder® mention of a man named Lincoln, whose speech in Cooper Union hail, New York, provoked much discussion? Many years after Mr. Ford cfcancedf to learn tnat this speech, whose consequences were so far reaching, was the result of his son's failure to pass a scholastic examination. Robert T. Lincoln had come from his Illinois farm with the intention of entering Harvard college and had failed in hi^ examinations, says the Detroit News. His father was tnnch distressed and, though money was by no means plentiful with him, he determined to go to the boy's assistance, and accordingly made the journey to Cambridge. While there one of the committee then arranging for the great Cooper Union meeting, suggested the propriety of Inviting Mr. Lincoln, whom he bad once listened to in the West, to address the assembly and the invitation was promptly sent. So little was Mr, Lincoln then known in the East that William Cullen Bryant, the presiding officer, Introduced him in the following words: "We shall next hn^e the pleasure of hearing from Mr. Abraham Lincoln of Illinois, of whom some of you have undoubtedly heard." There were Indeed some present who had heard of Lincoln and his championship of abolition and for several minutes a storm of howls and hisses prevented him frpro speaking. He finally did speak, and that speech placed the Presidential nomination in the hollow of his hand. " ;. A » '•'* t-?T Fair Sox Even SoistOM on Hubby's Garments 4^-Parisian couple, passing a tailor's window the Other day, had their at*H tention attracted by a handsome gar* uient. Monsieur remarked, "What eiftice overcoat! I shall certainly have One made like that." His wife en-| deavored to throw cold water on his* enthusiasm by informing him that the* garment was a Woman's coat, but," after looking again at the lapels, collar and sleeves he felt convinced that she was wrong. To settle the point, they went inside the shop, where they soon found that madame was right. The supposed masculine overcoat was In reality u woman's tailor-made, so closely, In this particular line, do masculine and feminine styles assimilate. Quite recently R highly practical Parislenne, looking through some clothes which her husband had not worn for years, discovered a frock coat with the usual silk lapels. She put It on and announced that It fitted her perfectly. She rushed off to a shop, matched the material, made a skirt, altered the position of two buttons on the coat, took in the sleeves slightly and became the proud and joyfyj possessor of a handsome tailor-made which cost her 66 francs, the price of the material for the skirt --From the Continental Edition of the London Mail. Trim rashlon creators today acknowledge another reason for trimming gown* with fur than that given by the young woman who said she did it to show she could afford It. Since fur is the distinguishing feature of this season's Btyles, observes a fashion writer In the New York Times, the best designers In Paris have Illustrated the possibilities and the beauty of fur In countless artistic ways. Fancy has had full riway in many of the lovely things froin the best-known ateliers. Gowns of the finest, softest fabrics, deep plied woolens and velvets of luxurious silky feeling, all are helped to the additional suggestion of warmth with fur--fur about the neck, for bopdering the bottom of skirts, fur cuffs In which hands are aheltered, and fur la. bands that add lines of grace from throat to hem. The evidence of fur on gowns, wraps and millinery is almost universal. Almost no coat, evening wrap, street or sports suit Is seen without some fur, and those garments in which It is omitted se^tn to lack interest and modishness. The makers of bonnets, of occasional garments and of accessories have followed the lead of the costume designers, and so there Is fur on almost everything that Is offered for women's wear. ' « Variations of Design, ~ The variations of design NHWttlch these directors of style present their models are Interesting/ Lelong, for example, cuts fur with the abandon with which one might put the shears Into flannel; he cuts It Into a circular Beautiful and Historic A project Is afoot to make Blacksod bay on the west coast of Ireland a big trans-Atlantic port; with a view to shortening the time between British and Canadian and American ports. If this scheme materializes travelers arriving there will be repaid by some of the finest scenery In the British isles, since they will pass close to Achili Island, with its wild mountains nnd magnificent sea precipices. A little farther north In Killala bay General Humbert landed In 1798 with 1,000 French troops, and proclaimed the French republic, marching afterward to Castlebar and taking possession of the town. Wilt* «All's Right With World" Nearly every man believes the world Is going to the devil, and that the next few years Will show great changes. . . . And all are mistaken ; the world will carry on in future as usual, with a few changes and improvements men learn from experi ence. History records a few violent changes but in each case the people didn't like the change, and went back to the old, tiresome, but safer conditions. . . . Base the* next twenty years on the twenty years you have lived and know about, and you will be<ri£bt.--E. W. Howe's Monthly.. ^ The Reason Why • There is an excellent reason why electric service companies build their steam-driven generating stations on the "shore of a river, lake, bay or harbor. For every pound of coal burned In the furnaces of such stations, nearly a half ton of water is needed to condense the steam produced after It has passed through the turbine which turns the electric dynamo. At one such steam-operated electric generating station in the South all of the water of a sizable river is diverted from the river bed and passes over the condensing pipes of the plant's boilers. Rich, Soft Pile Fabric Is Trimmed With Dyed Fisher. flounce to form the bottom, 11B Inches deep, of the silk coat in an afternoon costume. This fur, being beaver. In in ensemble of heavy beige silk, bor ders also the cuffs of the flaring sleeves, and the high, overturning col lar. Worth likes to trim many thtngs with fur, and most often uses It tn straight lines--as often on silk or satin as on the heavier materials. Renee and Doucet have done some partlcu larly charming frocks and salts la colnred cloths, bordered and banded, collared and cuffed with the brown (an, fox and skunk. Lanvln uses the pony skin and other Si flat furs. Patou has a flair for frocks and coats of soft velvets, and prefers for their trimlng the superlatively. ^ fine furs, especially the foxes in blues ^$0^ and grays. Paul Caret is content to add large bands or sqnnres of fur on 1" a wrap fashioned of handsome wool or silk, and Doeulllet, whose newest models are severely straight ip llhe,., . cuts his tuf in bands which outline a coat all about the edge and at tha wrists. Cherult, loving the sweep of tsfl§£ material and the introduction of a scarf, when It Is possible, ornaments a gown and coat of fuii sweeping width % with blue fox placed several Inches $ above the hem. and carried in clinging r*' softness around tn® neck, down th|e front and all about *he bottom. Pre- i 'net's newest and best things show j?rent restraint In the use of fur, andp some ultra smart suits bearing hla stamp are of delightful stuffs, but I; furless, except for high, enveloping collars and deep cuffs, or, as in some® of the softer gowns; just a scarf of lovely fox or priceless sable. Characteristics expressed by the great number and variety of fut- A trimmed garments this season are.; ."•••• diverting. Fashionable women wear the coats of every sort of animal, do- yr^-ftr mestic and wild, and these are known b y a s m a n y n a m e s , s o m e t i m e s m o s t V : amusing. The latest thing in sports' coats is likely trimmed with leopard,*., \ or leopard cat, or the entire wrap may*::v, be made of one of these, the most pop-'- ular of the sports furs. Leopards, wildcats, chipmunks, monkeys, opossums, ; wolves, bears, beavers, foxes, squirrels, 4 4 goats, gazelles, rabbits and beasties^' v from nearer the barnyard supply embellishment and comfort for women in the world .of fashion. Any of these is seen on the gowns, coats and ensembles on everything dosigned for street, sports, or afternoon ^ wear. Fox, skunk, kolinsky, seal,';.;- . mink, sable and ermine and many skill- > fully dyed Imitations of these with catchy names are Introduced in evs-^^/*" ning gowns and wraps. Some of the* "'*"^Vdesigners are making the fur trimming •" of a costume Its most conspicuous feature and are using it with extrava-, 7*| gance. Worth, for example, does something striking, almost freakish. In trimming an afternoon gown of black satin with Jet and two furs, black fox 11 - and ermine, and a conspicuous motif - formed of ermine tails. Another creator given to oatre types alternates, In an elaborate wrap for;.,. formal afternoon or evening wear, r ~ black velvet, cloth of gold and seal- -*1 skin, broad crosswise hands of these forming the entire garment. In an eccentric tailleur, fur skins and tails, as if trophies of the hunt, form the somewhat startling scheme of decoratiou. How Fur Is Used. Many models present a far more conventional idea In the use of far-- wide or narrow bands, deep cuffs and high, voluminous collars, or the newest rolling shawl collar that follows the line of the coat as it opens from collar to hem. Gowns at soft satin or crepe, wraps of metal brocades, velvet or heavy silk are made sumptuous by'the addition of fur. Black satin trimmed with ermine is thought to be exceedingly smart, and ermine tails and skins are lavishly used on evening gowns and wraps. The amount of ermine and of sable seen on some of the handsomer velvet wraps represents fortunes spent In the new styles. Such garments fi&ve a regal appearance. '.VI Fur Cuffs and Collars to Match New Safety Lamp The United States bureau of mines has approved a new type of electric safety lamp for miners, which produces three times as much light as previous types, while the battery an^ lamp together weigh hut a third as much as the older designs. A special lamp is used and if it is broken electricity from the two-eeH alkaline battery is automatically cut off. A Doubtful Compliment "The right kind of man appreclatea a compliment from his wife." "Well," said Mr. nibbles, thoughtfully, "that depends on the circumstances. Somehow I don't feel a rosy glow of satisfaction stealing over me after I have related a carefully connected story to explain my absence from the domestic hearth, and the wife tella me with a cynical smile that I'm truly Educational Obstructions "Why are you wrangling over a new schoolhouse for Crimson Gulch? There are no youngsters In the community." "That's as it should be," answered ^Cactus Joe. "We're workln' for the future, and so long ns the board ot education keeps flghtln' the way It does we may as well admit tlM^ town ain't no place for -children." . Bouse gowns, the things shown by some of the best designers, In the subtle weaves, both plain and brocaded, In satin crepes, chiffon velvets snd chiffons; the more delicate tea gowns and negligees of the gauze, chiffon, georgette, voile and tissue types take on more chic and style by the Introduction of fur. It is cleverly added as trimming for tbe neck, or border ing the skirt or drapery, and in one model it appears In diamond-shaped pieces of seal appllqued on the front of a coat-shaped negligee of Liberty satin. ingenuity seems to be Inexhaustible In the number of original ways of Introducing fur In the smart toilet. A separate collar, high and deep. Is made so that It can be adjusted to the neck of a coat or wrap. Among the newest things from Paris are far collars and muffs to match, suggesting a revival. of tlie muff and scarf "sets" of earlier days, now considered quaint. Scarfs, long enough to wind about the neck.^o cover the shoulders and to hang with long ends In the front, are made of crepe or able novelties of this character art designed by many prominent Parisian artists. Cheruit has brought ont BOOM charming examples, and others that are proving their popularity are by Lanvin, one being a particularly amusing design. It consists of a long straight scarf of crepe chiffon that la wound around the neck from front to back, where the ends are crossed and draped to each side of the sleeve, each attached to a wide, flaring cuff of fur that turns back, half covering the lower arm. Lucien Lelong builds the upper half of a satin wrap of heaver fur. giving. the effect of a jacket, hip-length, over a circular skirt, but being in reality a part of the whole garment. Collar In scarf-shape, cuffs and a deep band on the skirt are all of the fur, leaving little of the satin in evidence. Separate pockets are shown on some of the new cloth dresses, a novelty In detail that appears to take the fancy of Berthe, who adds a band of skunk fur to the bottom of a blouse that ha» no touch of fur elaewhere In the coschiffon and far combined. Innumer- tame. Why Homespun Is Liked for Woman's Clothing The homely charms of homespun lie | the merino sheep. Such fibers have * - C o a l i n g B i g L i n e r Idea of the enormous am coal Carried by the giant « may be gained from the fact that 300 men working from four to four and one-half days aie require*** Olympic. v largely In the fact that It still looks aa If It were "spun at home"--even In these days when you simply go to tbe store and buy It by the yard I For today's homespun Is made In the same rough, loosely woven fashion, from the same sort of coarse, woolen yarns which were used and woven by. the early settlers of the eastern southern states. Consequently, the finished product--rough, shaggy, spongy--is an almost perfect Imitation of the oldtime hand-spun and hand-woven cloth. It Is made by machinery, of course, nowadays, of a coarse, rough, uneven thread, in plain weave, with no felting. The yarns used are of medium quality, and In variegated colors which give the cloth Its "mixed" effect. Now, homespun Is one of the representative materials which are, made, like such others as tweeds and kerseys, of carded wools. That la. It is manufactured from the short-fibered wwl such as that from the befek of numerous scales which shrink up In s ma88 on the application of hot water. But their felting quality differs in the . various wools, and the ones which ars less liable to felt are used in homespun, . the others being reserved for such thick materiala aa broadcloth. The carded wool goes over fine- 'v: toothed rollers, which open and clean *" the fibers, before they are ready for spinning. The machines that do the' work are called "cards" or "carding * machines." The carding leaves the fibers In rather Irregular order, with ~ their ends projecting out In all directlons. Tha. Is why homspun, which Is not afterwards shrunk snd felted, has the soft, rough surface which Is Its "" r % chief charm. : f .£ W Seermi * Huge scarfs of ostrich feathers art very much liked with evening frocka they give the effect of elabor* rhlcb is dantedte frock* ^ ..-«S.Afet Mi.Z PI?. • y.