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v MIJkMO FMH JT.VvWS. -- Ckt* C*tkr«w. "V»s:k Kuttk.* *««*r of tk« Ski Um mum*. «t Wr w*y to He- Kma* • M«rt •« Owior*. •*•»- lx^ t&twrtit*4 fcy tit slrfct of a Utr' t>)*T<a( ta tk* t*11w b*- i«w. pl*c«e * rtS« bmtlvt tt* k«r«M' 1**L Tli* strl l*^u bo aotleo. Kit* («m «b to ten, where h«r prtMiwt br)nn oa a flfht b«t»f*«n lieKu*. the trader, and Sheriff Belwood. Nance Allteon, the flrl on whom Kate Catbrew had rented her •pH«. 1* with her widowed mother and crippled brother Boi farming land taken op by h«r father, killed a short time bofore In a mysterious accident. Bud to the victim of a deliberate scheme to matm or kill hlci. Kate Cathrew wants the farm for pasture land, and !» trying to frlffhten the Allisons Into leaving Bit Baaford. Sky Line rider, desperately In lore with Kate, picks a quarrel with a fellow rider. Rod Ston*. Kate, to part them lashes Baaford across the face with a quirt. Nance discovers In a care a line collie dog, evidently guarding a child. She goes home mystified. Next day Nance returns to the cave with food and makes friends with the dog and the small boy, Sonny. He tells bar "Brand" takes care of him and "Dirk," the collie. Selwood la oertaln Kate Cathrew Is the haad of a "cattle rustling" rang, with Lawrence Arnold, her partner, who rarely visits the ranch. Minnie Pine, halfbreed at the 8ky Line ranch. Is In love with Rod Stone. Ranchers complain of cattle-steallag and criticise Sheriff Selwood for his --smlng Inactivity. , , CHAPTER VIII Brand Fair. Httet Allison went back la Blue Stone canyon. It was as Inevitable a* the recurrent son that she should do so. Her whole nature was stirred to the depths by what she had found 1b the lonely gorge. The mystery of the thing tared bar, set her young mind hunting for its solution. And the little ragged boy with his weazened face and bright brown eyes tagged at her tender heart irresistibly. He was a beautiful, small creature despite his thinness and his poverty. There was Intelligence in the broad forehead under the long, loose, unkempt, dark curls, capacity for affection in the mobile lips and a terrible hangar for love in the whole little fac& l For four days, "hand-running" as bar mother said, the girl went to the canyon. The friendship ripened with tropical speed, so that she need not search for her quarry now, but found It coming to meet her, peering around this boulder, watching from that vantage point When she held oat her arms to the child these last two times he had come leaping Into them to cling to her neck in delirious gladness, while the aedate collie, fast friend by this time and traitor to his sacred charge, fawned on her knee. Bat on the fifth golden day trouble was in the atmosphere. Bonny came with drooping bead and a packer of sorrow in his small brows. "Why, what's the matter with my little man?" said the girl, kneeling and holding him off to scan hiitf searchingly. "Tell Nance, Sonny. What Is itr And Sonny, dissolved in tears upon the Instant, Riding his face In Nance's neck. "I--I ha--" be hiccoughed, "to--to tell--Brand--a a--He. A nawful lie I And Brand, he--hates a liar!" "He found your horse's tracks down the canyon and--he asked ma If I saw--any--any one strange," wept the child. Nance sat down and took the boy in her lap. The thing was coming to a climax. She was meddling with someone's private business, of that she was sure, both from her own reasoning and her mother's warning, and maybe she had no right to do so, but her sweet mouth distress be showed that It was unprecedented. "if you do," be said ariswably, "maybe Brand will take me away again and--and 1*11 never ate yw any more." But Nance had other plans and she shook her head. That was a lovely day. It was wanner than usual, since summer was stepping down the slopes of the lonely hills, and the strangely assorted trio in Bine Stone canyon enjoyed it to the fulL They explored far up the narrow defile, the child holding to the girl's hand and skipping happily, the collie pacing beside them, a step to the loft, two steps to the rear. They watched the front wavtng fa the sunlit pools at noon, and waded in a riffle to find barnacles under rocks that Nance might show Sonry the tiny creatures which built such a wonder ful little house of infinitesimal sticks and mortar. But as the son dropped over towanl the west and the rtiadows deepened in the great gorge, Nance began to feel the loneliness, the cold silence, the oppression of the unpeopled wilderness. The voices seamed to raise their tones, to become menacing. More and more she realised what it mast meti" to s child left alone in the canyon, and a deep and rising Indignation swelled within her. This Brand fellow, now he most be cold-blooded as they made them, craei --no. Sonny loved him. He could not be exactly that But what sort of man coald he be? Sbe held the child dote in her warm arms as she rocked again and pondered the problem. She did not know what she Intended to say to him, once she faced him. betof one thing abe The Newcomer Did Not Stood Holding the Bit of some. Huge Black Horoe. was certain--he would know, in no oncertain terms. Indeed, what a monstrous thing it was to leave a child alone in Blue Stone canyon--alone, to listen to Its mysterious voices, to feel its chill and its menace of shadows! Why, it waa a wonder the little mind did not crack with strain, the small heart break with fear I Unconsciously abe hugged Sonny tighter, making of her body, as it were, a bulwark between him and all harm, seeming to challenge the world for his possession. It was astonishing how the child had crept# into her heart in these few abort days--how hungrily her arms had closed about him. She had made his cause her own highhandedly-- perhaps without reason. She was thinking of these things when the collie barked sharply and leaped away in welcome. Nance flung a startled glance over her shoulder-- and got to her feet eliding the boy set Itself into stubborn lines as she 1 dowD be8lde her- an •nn *111 about fell to smoothing the little hesd, damp Iragged shoulders. with the ardors of Its owner's remorse. "Stop crying, honey,'* abe wheedled softly, "and let Nance rods you like A man stood at the corner of the | jot of atone beyond the pooL He waa tali, somewhere around six feet, a horseman born by his build, tucked her beds under her I narrow of bip and flat of thigh. He was thighs and, holding the child In the Iclad 111 garments almost as much the comfortable lap thus formed, began to wor8e f°r wear as Sonny's--a blue sway her body back and forth for all flannel shirt and corduroy tucked into the world as if she sat in a cushioned boots, But Nance saw In that first rocker. I swift glance that these habiliments What Is there about a rocking worn-1 were different from those of their like an with a child's head on her breast I which McKane sold in Cordova, that this fee soothe the sorrows of the world? The swaying motion soon checked •enny's sobs and she fell to singing to him, adding her voice to the mysterious voices of the canyon in the lilt and fall of an old camp-meeting hymn brought forth from her memories of Missouri. And presently, when Its spell had soothed the tumult she "•ised him up and fed him cookies Skade for the occasion, a sugary bribe IC ever there wag one. Dirk, too, was not averse to v -. • Shameful seduction, hl» pale with desire. I^V "Tell me. Sonny," -- fcrand cook for you?" "Sure," said the child, "sure he does he's gone all day and we get awful Yore he cornea at night' : **I Should think sol" thought Nance *: grimly, "two meals a day 1 When a L* little child ahould eat whenever Ifs 'M' hungry, to grow 1 This precious Brand is about due for an Investigation/ "t Aloud she said: ; "Sonny, I'm going to stay with yon. #11 day--and I'm going to wait and Brand." The boy was almost aghast at tbls sad It was plain from the seemed made for the man who wore them, so perfectly had they fitted htm once. Under a peaked sombrero with s chin-strap run in a bone slide, a pair of dark eyes bored Into Nance's unsmiling. A very dark face, almost Indian in clean-cut feature and contour, with repressed lips and thin nostrils completed the picture. The newcomer did toot apeak, but stood holding the bit of a handsome, huge, black horse. "Brand I" called the boy, "Oh. Brand I" At that name Nance Allison found her tongue. Tve been watting for you." she said calmly, °Tm glad you*ve corns." "Yes?" he said In a singularly deep. sweet voice. That voice disconcerted Nance upon the instant, stole some of her fire, so to speak. She bad been ready to tackle him on the Issue at once, to fight, If necessary, with a flood of reasons and protests against bis treatment of Sonny. Now, suddenly, she felt s vague sense of having intruded, of meddling with another's affairs. Bat she was not one to back down from any righteous stand--and Sonny's cause was rlgheoos In every sense. It ssemsd to her. So she gazed steadily Into the direct dark eyes and nodded decidedly. \ "Yes--I am." she repeated. "I--want to talk to you." The man dropped the rein over the black's head and came forward a step or twot "Quite s rare experience," he said, smiling, ss he removed his hat and ran bis brown fingers through the; thick black hair, that stood up from his sweated forehead, "It's been a long time since any woman has wanted to talk to us--eh. Sonny V "But--Oh. she talks sweet, Brandt" cried the child eagerly, "and sheholds me on her lap I" At the profound swe in the small Voice tbe man's face grew quickly grave. , "We must be pretty far gone as "vagabonds I" be said, "that makes me think what a woman's love must mean to a child. You have been a gift of God. dropped out of the blue to Sonny, Mlas Allison, and I ought to thank you." "Why--you--you know who I ami" cried the girl, astounded. "Certainly. And I know how long you've been coming here to the canyoq. I know where you live, toodown on the flats by the river.** His slow, amused smile at her evident discomfiture waa engaging. It disarmed Nance, made her feel more than ever an Intruder. "I know what lost waifs you must think as--and you are partly right We are. Tve watched you and Sonny twice, and I have not removed our camp--If such 4t could be called--because I didn't thixdi you'd talk." "I haven't," said Nance, "except to my own family." "Since you have found us out" be went on, "I shall tell you that Sonny Is not the neglected little cast-off that you must naturally think him. I have hidden him for a purpose. We have a purpose, the boy and I, and we have traveled many miles In Its pursuit We do seem mysterious--but we're not so greatly so, after all. I try to care for him aa best I may when I must be so much away from him. If it wasn't for Dirk I couldn't leave him as I do," "He's well protected." said Nance. 1 used Sonny himself to betray the dog. I couldn't do otherwise." "I know something of It--Sonny dldnt tell me, but I saw the signs of your scuffle. It waa printed plain In the sand and shale." "No--Sonny didn't tell." said Nance regretfully, "and I made him a' liar-- when I didn't mean to. I asked him not to tell you that I'd been here. I was afraid you'd take him away. I didn't think you'd ask him point blank." Tve, taught >tbe boy not to talk," said the man--"Ifs a vital necessity to us." "He doesn't. 1 couldn't find out a thing, for all I wheedled shamelessly, except that you were Brand, and that you two rids slways on Diamond* there." t "My name Is Fslr, Mlas Allison-- Bfand Fair, and that is Sonny's also. But ws don't tell It to strangers." He 'smiled at her again, a slow creasing of the lines about his Hps. s pleasant narrowing of his eyes. "Then 1--" there was an elemental quality of gladness In Nance's voice,, though she was utterly unconscious of it "am not a stranger?" "Ion are 8onny's friend," he replied, "and we give you our trust" The girl swallowed once and tightened her hold on the child's thin shoulders. There was something Infinitely pathetic, Infinitely Intriguing In this situation, and it gripped her strongly. "I--thank you," sbe said awkwardly, Til not betray It" "I'm sore you wont," said Brand Fair, "and for tbe present. If you'll accept us at our face value, well be mighty glad--eh. Sonny?" "I've been glad all the tim*" said Sonny fervently, "and so's Dirk." "Ingrates!** laughed tbe man. "Here I've shared my poor substance with you two for--a very long time--and st the first bribe of meat and kisses you turn me down cold lw "Oh I" cried Nance, flushing, "jrou know all about us!" 'It's my business to know all about one who invades my solitude, isn't it?" But here Sonny could stand Brand's badinage no longer and pulling away from Nance he ran to him, and clinging about hla knees, begged forgiveness for tbe He whose memory troubled his clear little sonl. The man touched the unkempt small' head with a tender band. "Sure, oldtimer," be said gently; "that's all right. A gentleman must lie when s , lady commands--he couldnt do anything else." "You make me feel like s sinner!" said Nance, "I hope you'll forgive nse. too." The man took Sonny's hand ss she made ready to leave and turned down the canyon with her. "We'll form a guard-of-honor in token of that." he said, "and In seeing you off well Invite you back again. Sonny would miss you now, you know. But Just remember always. Miss Allison, please--that In a way we're keeping out of sight--until--until some time In an uncertain future. Consider us a secret, will you not?" Nance Allison rode home to Nameless with her head In a whirl. Life, that had seemed to pass her by in her plodding labor and her patient bear ing of trouble, had suddenly touched her with flaming finger. Sbe had found mystery and affection in the silence of Blue 8tone canyon-- and now there was something else, a strange vibrant element, thin as ether and Intangible as 4tad, a sense of elation, of excitement. She felt a surge within her of some nameless fire, sn uplift, s peculiar gladness. 'Mammy," she said straightly when she stepped in at the cabin door, Tve found the man!" "Whew ? Some statement, RIsP* cried Bud as he shambled across the sill behind her. "What's he like?" "Why--I don't Just know. He's tall --«nd he wears clothes that have once been fine--and he has the stralghtest eyes I ever saw. His name's Fair- Brand Fair--and he's some relation to Sonny, for that Is his name, too." "I hope you gave him that piece of your mind you laid out to?" pursued Bud. "Why, no--no," said Nance wonderingly, looking at him with half-seeing eyes, "I don't--believe--I did!" Mrs Allison looked up from her work of getting supper at the stove. "I mind me," she said, "of the first time I ever set eyes on your pappy. I was goln' to frail him good because he'd run his saddle horse a-past th' cart I was drlvln', klckln* a terrible dust all over my Sunday dress--It was camp-meetln' at Sharfell's corners-- an' then--he laughed an* talked to me --an' I forgot my mad spell. His eyes Jest coaxed th' wrath out of my heart --then an' ever after." "Why, Mammy." said Nance, "that's Just what' happened here 1 This man talked to me and I forgot my mad spell I I never said a thing I'd stayed to say 1 And 1 promised to keep the secret of him and Sonny in the canyon." "H'mt" asld Bud as he sidled into his chair and smoothed his bronse hair, wet from his ablutions at the well. "H'm--Mammy, why'd yon tell her that? I wish you hadn't." "Why?" said Nance, tat her brother shook his head. umcm a verage Ufe span is «f years Short of the biblical .. „ and tan/* which is populim» iililii* to be tbe normal limit of baman ltta. At the present rate of Incredse will be another half century befoee flM^ average man or woman wtli be justified In costing definitely on the 70 yesrs of existence mentioned by the Hebrew poet, Dr. ftarvey W. WUey writes In Good Hottsekssping. In 1871, when the state of Massachusetts began compiling the statistics. inhabitants of tlie United States died at an avsnttt sge of about 48%. By 1900 this figure had been increased to a fraction under 48 and ten ys*rs later to approximately 52. And In 1080, the date of the latest available figures, the average white child esnid be expected to live almost exactly 68 years. This steady improvement is due largely to better protection of the Newborn, particularly the control of hotweather diseases among children. Infantile diarrhea or "summer complaint," which formerly brought death to so many thousands of litttS^iSes, Is now known to be caused by the infection of food, and tbe modern mother has learned to t&ke special care to avoid exposing- her baby's food supply to diarrheal infection during the hot months. As a result the infant death rute has dropped from 14 per cent to about 9 per cent In the last 40 years. Grownups, too, have learned to stave off death from natural causes by means of sanitation, proper diet and vaccination. The whole theory of infection, based upon Pasteur's Immortal work. Is now well known and understood. Its understanding is not confined alone to physicians and physiologists, bat the mother and the father and tbe young child have more or less working knowledge of bow to prevent infection. The average American woman lives about three years longer than the average man. Kipling's fling at females needs a slight revision. It should read: The female of the species Is more vital than the male." It Is also shown that the average length of life of the colored race In this country is at least than that of the white raoa nnis Dread of Darkness Hard to Eradicate Why Is R that no matter how long we live, we never outgrow our terror In the dark? Why is It that so many thousands of persons wake up suddenly at 2:46 a. m. and are struck with the swiftness and unexpectedness of a eyee I blow by some worry, some regret some I remorse, some neglected duty? Why said Nance. "doeella It that these things torment our minds In the long watches of the night and dwindle to Insignificance with the rising sun? aSks William ljfon Phelpn in Scrtbner's Magazine. Of all forms of religion except Christianity, tbe worship of the sun seems to me most reasonable. I have been sun lover from my earliest recollection. Tbe best thing said about heaven in the Bible Is that there is no night there. I am a child of tbe morning. To use another Biblical phrase, I have often said, "Would Ood it were morning 1" but never in my life have i said, "Weald God It were evening!" When I was s boy I ssw a plcturs of woman carrying her baby In a room dimly Illumined by half light I remember bow ardently I hoped the dimi was caused by the dawn and not by the evening Well, thle Brand Fair seems to be a pretty decent sort of man--but who le he and whafa he doino under cover? •*- "Wasted" Medicine The particularly well-known sitircMwi,u,g 1 * '«»• --« "I don't tMak mach of that m>.h m^clne of you«e," .«,wared the^SJ "Oh, Id sorry to hear that," waa the reply. "What la the reason?" "Why," said the other. "There's ae much dead waste In it I hadn't more than a quarter of a bottle when (TO BH CONTINUED ) Scotch Sailor Made Immortal bf Defoe Alexander Selkirk was a Scottish sailor whose adventures furnished Defoe the basis for his immortal story of "Robinson Crusoe." Selkirk, having Quarreled with bis captain on one of his voyages, was left on the Island of Juan Fernandez in 1704, with only bis gun and ammunition, and a few other necessaries of life. There he remained for more than four years, living on game, and clothing himself with the skins of goats, in 1701# he was rescued by Capt. Woodes Rogers, and became his mate. He afterwards attained tbe rank of lieutenant In the British navy. Defoe has often been charged with having surreptitiously taken tbe story of "Robinson CrusoO" from the papers of Alexander Selkirk, but the experiences of the real hero and those of the fictitious one have so little In common that Defoe seems Indebted for little mere than the City Tlanes Strive for Justice AS to be perfectly Just la an attrfcmy cold disappeared, and there Is the | bate to t .o divine nature, to bo so to otter away. tbra»jwartsrs '.Jpst Ithe utmost of our aMUOes lS < of man.--Addison Italy's Heroet One of the impressive features of tbe procession In honor of Victor Emmanuel's twenty-fifth anniversary as king of Italy, was the squad of 60 Garlbaldinl" who more than half a century ago fought their way with the liberator** from Marsala to Capua. Not only in parades, but often on ordinary days one may see these picturesque old men, with their red shirts and their long white beards and frequently in white trousers, hobbling along tbe streets on canes, sometimes mumbling to themselves snd eyeing curiously this noisy, white, modern Rome, so different from the sleepy reddish-brown city for which they offered their lives. Is the reverence which they inspire the product' of a romantic legend? Perhapa. But they have a sound title to honor. They never attacked a foe weaker in arms and numbers than themselves. They never persecuted the weak. They aever humiliated or mistreated a conquered foe. They never confiscated the property of the poor. Not all the younger Italians who have used violence for patriotic ends have as good rqcflfcd as theirs. ^ . ------------ . ^ Romantic Robbmr e her bed when she aroSe w the morning the beautiful wife of a wealthy merchant of Lugano, Switzerland, found her Jewels done up in a Seat package and the following letter written in Italian: "Slgnorina--Last night I visited your flat when you were asleep. As I had not the honor of a personal invitation, I entered by the open window--frankly in order to rob you. You will notice that I collected your Jewela and some other valnables, which I am greatly ashamed to say I Intended taking with me. I taw you sleeping peacefully and fell In love with you. I sat by your bedtide for ten minutes 'devouring* your beauty, and became ashamed of my* •elf. Therefore I restore you your lewels. Your humble admirer." Plagmm of in Persia practically atroyed the entire grain crop in the Mosul district This was followed by winter of extraordinary severity, which killed off 60 per cent of all live stock. Now the locust !s In greater numbers than last year, and another failure of harvests must be expected. The shortage of grain in tbe Mosul area Is so great and the price Is so high that the movement of Mesopotamian artillery to Mosul was can celed on account of the extra cost of feeding tho horses. Tbe locust has never (teen known to be so Xst «oaU> befora. Grow Underground Queer green plant algae that live and thrive in complete darkness nine feet deep in the aoll are being investigated by Dr. George T. Moore, director of the Missouri Botanical garden, St Louis. In spite of the fact thst millions of them Inhabit a ddmp of earth, their true function in life Is unknown. One species of these subterranean algae is surprisingly ubiquitous. Dig a hole three or four feet deep in any part' of the world and Otijjrg^he algae can be found. ^ Hor Occupation ~ Four year-old Marian was sittiiig 6n tbe floor with a paper In her lap. While thus engaged, a neighbor came In and asked her what she was doing. With e look of great Importance, answered! "I'm doing a cuseit •»*.*_ *» ( ^ . . " The sprfng eompromltKi has been extended to snnmwr and the mods is still casting bewildered glance* now at the unadorned severity of the mannish costume and now at the dainty fragility of the feminine frock. The situation is unique in tbe annals of fashion--perhaps never before hdvo two diametrically opposed tendencies pursued their even tenors so long undisturbed, each stubbornly retaining its popularity. If the seml-waseuHne drive had commenced a year earlier, its domination would have been complete ; if the firm holtf of the straightline had been less tenadoufc airy femininity would have rolgned slooe. As it Is the issue is still clouded and the mode, sanctioning both, has baen forced Into a liberality it seldom relishes and will not long continue, says a fashion writer in the New York Herald- Tribune. The severe mannish vogue was occasioned by a aeries of circumstances, fortuitous for those to whom that type of dress appeals. The tal'enr had been knocking at the door for several seasons, and milady, tiring of older styles, had begun to lend a more responsive ear. The unprecedented popularity of the bob and the short skirt furnished splendid propaganda for further extensions of the less frilly masculine Ideal. Greater than these, the youthful straight-line had come to the beginning of the end, and the beginning of the end of any mode Is 8 phase always characterized by tbe most bizarre extremes. Tbe feminine vogue on the other band was a natural reaction against a group of "simple and youthful" tendencies which had overstayed their time--which had actually begun with the war and which were now being pursued to limits which lacked the relieving grace of charm. Smart women eagerly welcomed the flare and its vogue was wide and instantaneous, and yet tbe flare was far more significant as a gesture than as a fashion --its decorative touch was a definite protest against an Increasing unadorned severity which was threatening the art of the mode. The Eternal Feminine Returns. Eventually one of these tendencies must prevail, and Only a close analysis can clear tbe maze. The fact that frills are more abundant these summer months has little bearing on the situation--torrid days always necessitate gossamer fabrics and these do not easily lend themselves to the severe tallleur. It is apparent, however, that of the two governing Impulses of fashion one Is the final flare of a departing cycle, while the other Is the initial manifestations of the future mode. The mannish style Is the last attempt of the simple straight-line to maintain its place in the sun--the gentler Jabots, frills and flares are harbingers of the graceful femininity that is to be the newer portion of the mode. Both are en regie for the moment, but If you wish to march with tbe advance guard of the fashionables, you will make your selections from the frocks which do not essay to make the modern maid an amazing duplicate of her brother. Some interesting models are mute evidences of the approaching triumph of the eternal feminine--and they are typical of the styles launched at what are called the demi-openings. In her deml-seaBon collection Chanel features some attractive black frocks having the same charm and youthfulness of lines so distinctly her first consideration in all creations. One of her new dinner frocks Is of black mouaseline de sole and has a flounce attached to the skirt at the hip-line which Is edged with a ruchlng made in the same manner as tbe single flower I: • .' -Y. which Chanel ased on the lnpsl of her spring coats. The scarf continues to be a feature of such dresses. With this particular model tbe scarf is a straight piece of black chiffon about ten inches wide and Is not attached to the dress. Often these little scarfs take the form of a tiny shoulder cape, a practical touch, aa the cape is frequently not more than a handkerchief to carry in the hand when not needed to cover the shoulders. Psnel, Fteunoe and Godot Chanel haa entirely departed from printed fabrics In her new models. , Indeed, there is a tendency in all of W'iQ the deml-season collections to get away from the printed materials which have been so popular for the last two , X' years. The Miler Soeurs are showing a new collection featuring the most ^ wearable frocks, all of solid colors, ustoff no ©rimed fabrics I Charming Combination of Flowered 81 Ik and Crepe de Chine. trimmings. The line Is fairly straight but there Is considerable more flare to the skirts than heretofore. Red is a favored color in evening dresses of crepe georgette or moussellne de sole, these usually having two circular flounces on the skirt and often a long " straight panel either at the side or ^ attached to one shoulder so that It may ^ ^ i; be used as a scarf. One of the most popular models is made of a rich red crepe with a plain flat bodice and a ^ skirt of many godets finished around the-hottom in small scallops. A beige crepe afternoon frock is attractive, made on straight lines with the skirt slashed at the front to show a black satin foundation, giving the effect of a tunic coat--a style that is being featured by many of the important French dressmakers. Only two of the Miler Soeurs evening models have a beaded design. All other dresses depend entirely on good lines for their charm. This house shows a tendency to slightly shorten the waistline, though it does not go ss far as to insist upon the normal waistline. Practically all of the models that have been shown in red have been reproduced in black. Brown has a similar popularity and there Is no doubt that these sober shades will be most acceptable in the autumn aftor n very colorful summer. Coming Vogues Are to Be Distinctly Feminine It requires no crystal gazer to read the handwriting on the wall. From the details of the summer and advance autumn collections and from the marked preference shown by the continental haute monde, it is clearly evident that the mannish vogue has reached the end of the trail. In less exclusive circles its vogue may bo prolonged for another season, but for the beau monde its appeal Is waning. Numerous attempts will be made to extend Its dynasty by those whose interests are Involved. The tendency is distinctly toward a greater amount of softening detailsgradual flares, back flares, lace, Jabots and the like--and the smart mode for summer and fall will once more be dominated by the eternal feminine. Black, navy blue and brown are favored in tbe Jenny collection for all types of dresses, the monotony of the somber colors being characteristically broken by bits of trimmings In bright colors. A trimming of colored buttons Is frequently employed on black dresses, and tiny composition pendants developed In varied colors often appear instead of fiat buttons. A black poplin de lalne frock has a row of these pendants in red, green and yellow around the bottom of the skirt and finishing the sleevss. A brown kasha dress has a plaited skirt with the plaits held down by bands of brown ' silk of a darker shade, these bands trimmed with buttons. Another kasha frock is trimmed in colored square buttons. Diamond-shaped buttons in bright colors are also employed to carry out Jenqjr's faTOritf trimming In Boman striped of Sports Dresses Two-piece sports dresses made wool knitted In a fancy weave, and with no color to relieve their whiteness are among the season's pleasant surprises. Sweaters in Black and White With designs reminiscent of the Fair ^ Isle patterns, stunning sweaters of v iV white with designs in black are appro- , ^ priate for half mourning and are most ^ uncommon and smart Fashion Brief* That Will Inter**! Women word puzzle. Fertile Pf^dSt four years eld, came runto her mother and hid In her skirts. Mother, surprised, asked the cause of her fright. "I was telling myself a story I was making op," explained France* "snd there were wolves la lts-*nd--end I got scared!'* !. Jk Au. .. ••ws •. Very attractive sleeveless coats are worn over the new long-sleeved gowns. Colored lace frocks trimmed with chiffon or crepe of the ssme Shade are very smart. The rather full sleeve gsthered into s tailored cuff Is seen ea sports ana printed silk dresses. ds chins lingerie « • shsde \called "«o»gst-me-not" blue » with ecru lace. For sftemooa the smart colors ere black, navy blue, beige, havan* cinnamon, gray, red and dull green. Cream and ecru laces in the heavier mWhr are used to good effect ea satin and chiffon gowns. Narrow ribbons are first favorites In dress and hat trimmings. Some lovely soft corded ribbons are in two-tone and shot effects, or have alternative cords of different colors. Scalloped edges are seen. Belts are revived, some about an Inch and a half wide, some two Inches and some narrow. Large round or oblong bakellte buckles are used. i*f.v ~ Sports stockings and shoes should always be worn with sports suits snd frocks. This rule of dress Is frequently violated. The underarm bag remains In the mode. In almost every variety of material It dings to the flat envelope shape. A vogue for white sports dresses Is ^ r expected for midsummer, and trlped sHks will be used, too. ' Novel Wool Trimming A cost of much charm, made ot leaf-green wool, is trimmed around the collar and cuffs with bands of wool hooked through in large feops and left uncut The same novel decoratlea forms s deep border on the skirt7;' C & ' ' Of Brightest Hues The new shoulder capes becoming so popular for afternoon wear are of the brightest possible hues with scarlet russet and flamet and sunset piudsss 1^4;;, Inatlng. j ., , r*.• • J