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On the road to Ohadl from Denver Fairchild assists a girl, apparently in a fren*y of haste, to change a tire on her auto. When s*w has left, the sheriff and a poase appear, to pursuit ct a bandit. Falrchlld, bewildered. misleads them as to the direction the girl had taken. At Ohadl Falrohild is warmly greeted by "Mother" Howard, boardinghouse keeper, for his father's sake. From Mother Howard Falrchlld learns something of the mystery connected with the disappearance of "Slasle" Larsen. his father's coworker In the mine. He meets the girl he had assisted, but she denies her identity. She is Anita Richmond, Judge Richmond's daughter. Visiting his claim, Falrchlld Is shadowed by a man he recognises from descriptions as "Squint" Rodaine. Back In OTiadl, his father's old friend, Harry Harklns, a Cornlshman, summoned from England by Beamish to help Falrchlld, halls him with Joy. The pair find the mine flooded and have not sufficient funds to have It pumped dry. Later in the day "Squint" Rodalne announces that he practically saw Harklns fall Into the flooded mine, and evidently is drowned. Harklns being a general favorite, the entire population turns out to clear \Jic flooded mine. CHAPTER VIM--Continued. Fairchild turned at the entrance of the mine and waited for the first of the miners and the accompanying gleam of his carbide. Then they went within and to the shaft, the light shining downward upon the oily, black water below. Two objects floated there, a broken piece of timber, torn from the side of the shaft, where someone evidently had grasped hastily at It In an efTort to stop a fall, and a new, foor-dented hat, gradually becoming water-soaked and sinking slowly beneath the surface. And then, for the first time, fear clutched at Falrchlld's heart--fear which hope could not Ignore. "There's his I.at." It was a miner staring downward. Falrchild had seen it, bat he strove to put aside the thought. "True," he answered, "but anyone conld lose a hat, simply by looking over the edge of the 3haft. Harry's a strong man. Certainly he would know how to swim. And in any event he should have been able to have kept afloat for at least a few minutes. Rodalne says that he heard a shout and ran right In here; but all that he could see was ruffled water and a floating hat. I--" Then he paused suddenly. It had come to him that Rodalne might have helped In the demise of Harry! Shouts sounded from outside, and the roaring of a motor track as It made Its slow, tortuous way up the boulder-strewn road with its gullies and innumerable ruts. Voices came, rumbling and varied. Lights. Gaining the mouth of the tunnel, Falrchlld could see a mass of shadows outlined by the carbides, all following the leadership of a small, excited man, Sam Herbenfelder, still seeking his diamond. t The big pump from the Argonaut tunbel was aboard the truck, which was followed by two other auto vehicles, each loaded with gasoline engines and smaller pumps a hundred men were In the crowd, all equipped with ropes and buckets. 8am Herbenfelder's pleas had been heard. The starch was about to begin for the body of Harry and the diamond that ctrded one finger. And Falrchlld hastened to do his part. Until far into the night they worked and strained to put the big pump into position; while crews of men, four and five in a group, bailed water as fast as possible, that the aggregate might be lessened to the greatest possible extent before the pumps, with their hoses, were attached. Then the gasoline engines began to snort, great lengths df tubing were let down into the shaft, and spurting water started down the mountain side as the task of unwatering the shaft began. But it was a slow Job. Morning found the distance to the water lengthened by twenty to thirty feet, and the backet brigades nearly at the end of their ropes. Men trudged down the hills to breakfast, sending others in their places. Falrchlld stayed on to meet Mother Howard and assuage her nervousness as best he could, dividing his time between her and the task before him. Noon found more water than ever tumbling down the hills-- the smaller pumps were working now in unison with the larger one. Afternoon-- and most of Ohadi was there. Fairciiild could distinguish the form of Anita Richmond in the hundreds of women and men clustered about the opening of the tunnel, rnd for once she was not in the company of Maurice Rodalne. He 'lurried to her and Jffo* smiled at his approach. f-Have they found anything yet?" "Nothing--so far. Except that then U plenty of water in the shaft I'm topping not to believe If . "I h°Pe K i«n't true- Her voice was .law and serious, "rather was talking J» me--about you. And we hoped yoa two would succeed--this time." Evidently her father had told her ore than she cared to relate. Fair „ «fciid caught the inflection in her voice I benfelder, hat (Bwmrtki m "I owe you •* apology,' a* said bluntly. "For what?** • "Last night. I couldn't resist It--I forgot for a moment that you were there. But I--I hope that you'll believe me to be a gentleman, In spite of it" She smiled up at him quickly. "I already have had proof of that. I--I am only hoping that you will believe me--well, that yon,'M forget something." "You mean--* "Yes," she countered quickly, as though to cat off his explanation. "It seemed like a great deal. Yet It was nothing at all. I would feel mad) bappier If I wer^ sure yon had disregarded It." Falrchlld looked at her for a long time, studying her with his serious blue eyes, wondering about many things, wishing that he knew more of women and their ways. At last he said the thing that he felt, the straightforward outburst of a straightforward man: "You're not going to be offended If I tell you something?"* "Certainly not." "The sheriff came along Just after you had made the turn. He was looking for an auto bandit." "A what?" She stared at him with wide-open, almost laughing eyes. "But you don't bell^te--" He was looking for a man," said Falrchlld quietly. "I--I told htm that I hadn't seen anything but--a boy. I was willing to do that then--because I couldn't believe that a girl like you would--" Then he stumbled and halted. A moment he sought speech while she smiled up nt him. Then out It came: "I--I don't care what it was. 1--I like you. Honest, I do. I liked you so much when I was changing that tire that I didn't even notice it when you put the money in my hand. I--well, you're not the kind of a* girl who would do anything really wrong. It might be a prank--or something like that--but it vouldn't be wrong. So--so there's an end to It." Again she laughed softly. In a way tantalizing to Robert Falrchild, as though she were making game of him. What do you know about women?" she asked finally, and Falrchild told the truth. "Nothing." . "Then--" the laugh grew -heartier, finally, however, to die away. The girl put forth her hand. "But I won't say what I was going to. It wouldn't sound right. I hope that I--I live up to your estimation of me. At least-- Fro thankful to you for being the man you are. And I won't forget!" And once more her hand had rested in his--a small, warm, caressing thing In spite of the purely casual grasp of an impersonal action. Again Robert Falrchild felt a thrill that was new to him, and he stood watching her until she had reached the motor car which had brought her to the big curve, and had faded down the hill. Then he went back to assist the sweating workmen and the anxious-faced Sam Herbenfelder. The water was down seventy feet. That night Robert .Falrchild sought a few hours' sleep. Two days after the town still divided its attention between preparations for the Old Times dance and the progress In the dewater- Ing of the Blue Poppy shaft. Now and then the long hose was withdrawn, and dynamite lowered on floats to the surface of the water, far below, a copper wire trailing it. A push of the plunger, a detonation, and a wait of long moments; it accomplished nothing, and the pumping went On. If the earthly remains of Harry Harklns were below, they steadfastly refused to come to the surface. The watec had fallen to the level of the drift, two hundred feet down; the pumps now were working on tbe main flood which still lay below. A day more and a day after that. The water was now only a few feet high in the shaft; It meant that the whole great opening, together with the drift tunnel, soon would be dewatered to an extent sufficient to permit of exploration. Again the motor cars ground up the narrow roadway. Outside the tunnel the crowds gathered. Falrchild saw Anita Richmond and gritted Ids teeth at the fact that young Rodalne accompanied her. Farther In the background,, narrow eyes watching closely, was Squint Rodalne. And 8till farther-- Falrchild gasped as he noticed the figure plodding down tbe mountain side. He put out a hand, then, seizing the nervous Herbenfelder by the shoulder, whirled, him around. "Look!" he exclaimed. "Look there! Didn't I tell you! Didn't I have • hunch?" For, coming toward them Jauntily, slowly, was a figure In beaming blue, a Fedora on his head now, but with the rest of his wardrobe intatt, yellow, bump-toed shoes and i.ll. Someone shouted. Everybody turned. And as they did so, the figure hastened Its pace. A moment later, a booming voice sounded, the unmistakable voice of Harry Harklns: "I sye! What's the matter over there? Did somebody fall In?" The puffing of gasoline engines i ceased. A moment more and the gurgilng cough of the pumps was stilled, while the shouting and laughter of a great crowdjsounded through the hills. A leaping form went forward, Sam Herbenfelder. to seize Harry, to pat him ana paw him, as though in assur ance that he really was alive, then to grasp wildly at the ring on his "finger. But Harry waved aim aside. "Ain't I paid the installment on itr* he remonstrated. "What's the rumpus?" Fairchild, with Mother Howard, both laughing happily, was Just behind Her- ibenfelder. And behind them was "We thought you were drowned!" "Me?" Harry's laughter boomed again, In a way that was Infectious. "Me drowned. Just because I let a 'oiler and dropped my "at?"' "You did It on purpose?** Sam Her- "benfelder shook a scrawny fist under Harry's nose. The big Cornlshman waved It aside as one would brush away an obnoxious fly. Then he grinned at the townpeople about him. "Well," he confessed, "there was an un'oly lot of water In there, and I didn't 'ave any money. What else was I to do?" •Too--!" A pumpman had picked ap a piece of heavy timbering and thrown it at him in mock ferocity. "Work us to death and then come back and give us the laugh! Where you been at?" "Center City,* confessed Harry cheerily. "And you knew all the time?" Mother Howard wagged a finger onder his nose. "Well." and the Cornlshman chuckled, "I didn't 'ave any money. I 'ad to get that shaft unwatered. didn't I?" "Get a rail!" An irate--but laughing-- pumpman had come forward, "Think you can pull that on n»? Get a rail!" Someone seized a small, dead pine which lay on the ground near by. Others helped to strip It of the scraggly limbs which still slung to It. Harry watched them and chuckled-- for he knew that In none was there malice. He had played his Joke and won. It was their turn now. Shouting In mock anger, calling for all dire things, from lynchlngs on down to burnings at the stake, they dragged Harry to the pine tree, threw him astraddle of It, then, with willing hands volunteering on every side, hoisted the tree high above them and started down the mountain side, Sam Herbenfelder trotting in the rear and forgetting his anger in the Joyful knowledge that his ring at last was safe. Behind the throng of men with their mock threats trailed the women and children, some throwing pine cones at the booming Harry, Juggling himself on the narrow pole; and In the crowd, Falrchild found someone he could watch with more than ordinary Interest--Anita Richmond, trudging along with the rest, apparently remonstrating with the sullen, meanvisaged young man at her side. Instinctively Falrchlld knew that young Itodaine was not pleased with the return of Harkins. As for the father-- Fairchild whirled at a voice by his side and looked straight Into the crooked eyes of Thornton Falrchlld's enemy. The blue-white scar had turned almost black now, the eyes were red from swollen, blood-stained veins, the evil, thin, crooked lips were working in sullen fury. They were practically alone at the mouth of the mine, Fairchild with a laugt dying on his lips, Rodaine with all the hate and anger and futile malice that a humnn being can know typified in his scarred, hawklike features. A thin, taloned hand came upward, to double, leaving one bony, curved finger extending in emphasis of the words which streamed from the slit of a mouth: Funny, weren't you? Played your cheap jokes and got away with 'em. But everybody ain't like them fools!" he pointed to the crowd Just rounding the rocks, Harry bobbing in the foreground. "There's some that remember-- and I'm one of 'em. You've put over your fake; you've had " your laugh; you've framed it so I'll be the butt of every numbskull In Ohadl. But "Sam took It back," he announced. "And I took part of the money and paid It out for rent on these pumps. We can keep 'em as long as we want 'em. It's only costing about a fourth of what it might of. Drownlng's worth something," he laughed again. Fairchild joined him, then sobered. "It brought Rodalne out of the bushes," he said. "Squint threatened us after they'd hauled you down town on the rail." Harry winked Jovially. "Ain't it Just what I expected? It's better that wye than to 'ave 'lm snoop- In' around/' They chuckled together then; it was something to know that they had not only forced Squint Rodaine to show his enmity openly, but It was something more to make him the instrument of helping them with their work. Harry looked down the hole, stared Intently at nothing, then turned to tbe rusty hoist "'Ere's the thing we've got to fix op now. This 'ere chlv wheel's all out of gear." "What makes your face so red?" Falrchild asked the question as the be-mustached visage of Harry came nearer to the carbide. Harry looked up. "Mother 'Owerd almost Slapped it off!" came his rueful answer. "For not telling 'er what I was going to do, and letting 'er think I got drownded. But 'ow was I to know?" Falrchlld absently examined tbe engines and pumps, supplying water to the radiators and filling an oil cup or two. Then he turned swiftly, voicing that which was uppermost in his mind. "When yoa were here before, Harry, did you know a Judge Richmond?" "Yeh." Harry pawed his mustache and made a greasy, black mark on bis face. "Bat I dota't think I want to know 'lm now." "Why not?" "'E's mixed up wlth the Rodalne*." aHow much?" "They own Mm--that's all." There was silence for a moment. It had been something which Falrchild had not expected. If the Rodaines owned Judge Richmond, how far did that ownership extend? After a long time, he forced himself to a statement. 'I know his daughter. She sold me a ticket to a dance," Falrchild carefully forgot the earlier meeting. Then we've happened to meet several times .after that. She said that her father had told her about me--It seems he used to be a friend of my own father." Harry nodded. _ "So 'e was. And a good friend. Bat that was before things 'appened--like they've 'appened in the last ten years. Not that I know about It of iny own knowledge. But Mother 'Oward--she knows a lot." 'But what's caused the change? What--?" Harry's Intent gaze stopped him. " 'Ow many times 'ave fon feen Judge Richmond?" - "I haven't ever seen him." • "You won't--If Mother 'Oward knows anything. 'E ain't able to get out. 'E's sick--apoplexy--a stroke. Rodalne's taken advantage of it." "How?" "'Ow does anybody take advantage of somebody that's sick? 'Ow does anybody get a 'old. on a person? Through money! Judge Richmond 'ad a lot of It. Then 'e got sick. Rodalne, 'e got 'old of that money. Now Judge Richmond 'as to ask 'lm for every oetmy he gets--and 'e does what Rodalne says." "But a judge--" . "Judges Is like anybody else when they're bedridden and only 'arf their faculties working. Tbe girl, so Mother 'Oward tells me, Is about twenty now. That made 'er just a little kid, and motherless, when Rodalne got In 'Is work. She ain't got a thing to sye. And she loves 'er father. If 'e don't die pretty soon, yon'll see a wedding!" "You mean--?" "She'll be Mrs, Maurice Rodalne. She loves 'er father enough to do It-- after 'er will's broken." Again Robert Fairchild filled an oil cap, again he tinkered about tbe pumps. Then he straightened. "How are we going to work this mine?" he asked shortly. Harry stared at hira. "'Ow should I know? You own it!" "I don't mean that way. We were flfty-flfty from tbe minute you showed up. There never has been any other thought in my mind--H "Flfty-flfty? You're making me a bloated capitalist!" "I hope I will. Or rather, I hope that you'll make such a thing possible for both of us. Bat I was talking about something else; are we going to work hard and fight It out day and night for awhile until we can get things clear, or are we Just going at it by easy stages?" "Suppose," answered Harry after a communication with hie magic mustache, "that we go dye and night 'til we get the water out? It won't be long. Then we'll 'ave to work together. You'll seed my vast store of learning and enlightenment!" he grinned. "Good. But the pumping will last through tomorrow night Can yoa take the night trick?" "Sure. But why?" _ "I want to go to that dance I"; Harry whistled. Harry's spread tnto a grin. "And she's got brown eyes 1" he chortled to himself. "And she's got frfaen the summer season started we heard a great deal about slrf^plicftty, and although we have had oar Share of that this season, still there baa been more elaboration of the late summer costumes than usual, writes a fashion correspondent in the New York Times. This is especially true with regard to the thinner organdies and cotton crepes and voiles, for they are proa ' r:'-5s ^ Vi r.. "Whet's the Rumpus?" Just listen to this--Just listen to this!" he repeated, the harsh voice taking on a tone that was almost a screech. "There's another time coining--and that time's going to be mine!" And before Fairchild could retort, he had turned and was scrambling down the mountain side. '*i 'Wa*rt 4e Oo to That &fiweF> brown 'air, and she's a wye about 'er. Oh!' She's got a wye about 'er! And I'll bet she's going with Maurice Rodalne! Oh! She's got a wye about 'er!" "Oh, shut up!" growled Falrchild, but he- grinned in schoolboy fashion as he said it. Harry poured half a can of oil upon the bearings of the chiv wheel with almost loving tenderness. "She's got a wye about 'er!" he echoed. Falrchlld suddenly frowned. "Just what do you mean? That she's in love with Rodaine and Just--'" " 'Ow should I know? But she's got a wye about 'er!" "Well,^ the firm chin of tbe other man grew firmer, "it won't be hard to find out!" And the next ndgbt he started afton his investigations. Nor did he stop to consider that social events had been few and far between for him, that his dancing had progressed little farther than the simple ability to move his feet in unison to music. Years of office and home, home and office, had not allowed Robert Falrchlld the natural advantages of the usual young man. But he put that aside now; he was going to that dance, and be was going to stay there as long as the music sounded, or rather as long as the brown eyes, brown hair and laughing lips of Anita Richmond were apparent to him. What's more, he carried ont his resolution. Again and again Falrchlld's eyes searched the crowds, the multicolored, overdressed costumes of the women, the old-fashioned affairs with which many of the men hail arrayed themselves, ranging all the way from high leather boots to frock suits and stovepipe beaver hats. From one face to another his gaze went on; then he turned abstractedly to tbe long line of tables, with their devotees of keno, and bought a paddle. The Frock That Is Made of Soft Crepe WKh Trimming of Graduated Lengths of Velvet Ribbenii vided with laces and flntlngs and rufflings galore and drip ribbons from every conceivable point. This is especially noticeable at the seaside resorts or 1n the mountains where any sort of a formal life is Indulged In. There are clothes for hours of the day which permit the more knockabout things, but at any kind of function in the afternoon or evening smartly dressed women appear, who regard no law save that which relates to their own adornment. And they seem to have carried out every possible trimming idea with the utmost attention to detail. Surely there have been artists somewhere to make these clothes, for they reflect the thought of design and dressmaking art which have gone Into their making. Being mere "breaths of covering as far as their fabrics are concerned, they carry much embroidery and tucking and trimming. The fact is that, although the summer frock looks so simple and plain that It might be blown away by a breath of wind, It Involves a great deal of Intricate handwork artfully distributed. . Colors, Charming Features. The colors of the organdies are, perhaps, the irost charming features. They have no restrictions, and because of tbe transparencies of the material are, never garish in the least degree. They are simply blooming bits of summer shading, and by reason of the way they catch the lisht succeed In being about the most sparkling creations of the serson. The favorite combination of tbe organdies or the voiles Is to mix one color with anottMtr, apd tbe most exquisite things are being-done in carrying to the degree of perfection the combining __ colors. Then, there Is the pHteCfece o£ setting off a deep color against white,! and this, having been done by the French, has been taken up by the1 American designers to the end that' some of the most interesting frocks! of the season* have been developed! In one type of organdie frock the! organdie itself is a light blue, and, although there is a wide fidiu to make tbe upper part of the bodice as becoming as possible, there ia a skirt provided with an extra fullness upon which is BOpertaKMKd. a series of -medallions made up ot embroidered or-' gandie interspersed with lace. Thla embroidery is all done by hand with the utmost care and attention. Only; the French can do it for In this conn-' try we are too hurried to give oar' time to anything so exquisite These! medallions in all possible shapes can bo bought by tbe single item to that, tbey may W inserted in tbe general! make-up of the dress without flfe' slightest trouble. ' Present Style Tendeneiee. The dress embeittehed with square medallions of embroidered handwork is one of those which exhibits the present style tendencies with the utmost grace and skill. it has within Its limitations all of the elements of the present style. There is the full skirt; there are the hand-embroidered motifs; there is the belt wound around until it looks Hke a veritable rope; and there is tbe fichu which gives tbe dre^s the style tendency which marks It as a product of the present season. Any one of these points would be Sufficient to make one dress look smart enough to join the procession of tfie leaders of the season, but this one possesses all of them In a marked de- &ee. Its color is a light blue, which has with it a mixture of green that Is niost alluring. Then the medallions, which are square, are made up of a mixture of cream-white filet combined with Inserted bits of embroidered organdie. As for the belt, one of those which accentuates the waistline, It is made up of a twisting of a wide silvfer ribbon with a strand of black velvet ribbon. It Is a thick twist which makes tbe waistline look as Wide as possible and which, at tbe same time, provides-» decorative effect. It is combined with the dress, made up of a combination of light'blue and white with ail the subtle bits of hand stitching and embroidery and fluting that It is possible to imagine. . fchere Is another organdie dress with full side panels which are embroidered along their lower edges. This is made of one of those new shades. of organdie which have given to yellow a place in the realm of fashion which was never accorded to It before. Now the frock is made all of yellow. The ornamentatior around the throat line is done with puffings of the same yellow organdie. The side panels on the skirt are embroidered In a cream white which manages to adapt Itself with the general color scheme so that It shall be a distinct part of the whole. The underskirt is shorter fHan the full side panels, and as this Js one of the style characteristics of tbe season, it is exactly In tune with tbe rest of the garments that are being created by tbe forempst designers. Around the waistline there is the simplest possible arrangement of a black velvet ribbon in a narrow width, the only touch of black about a filmy dress which, in all other respects, Is of the slightest and moat inconsequential of materials. All of the rest of the gown is made of yellow and cream white. And this one bint ef black about the waistline serve# to give it that touch which is just tbe note to set off the wbo&e daal^a* MAnds up, everybody! quick about It!" And (TO BE CONTINUED.) Ae'fre*#Ae*e<re'fte'fte*e»eAeAe*e*e*e*e*e*e*e*efteae*e*e*efte* DECREE GAVE REST FROM LABOR #- thronging bait of OhatfL CHAPTER ' Wtrchtld went back Into fh'e tunnel, spun the flywheels of tbe gasoline engines and started them revolving again, that the last of the water might be drained from the shaft before the pumps must be returned to their owners. Several hours passed, then Harry returned, minus his gorgeous clothing and his diamond ring, dressy} In mining costume now, with high leather boots into which hia trousers were tucked, and carrying a carbine lantern. Dolefully he looked at the vacant finiter where once a diamond had jugrkled. Then he * a Mr* *i 'ajrx..'*.4 f, . w , *• Saxon Monarch, a Thousand Yeara Ago, Instituted Custom of Saturday Half Holiday. A thousand years ago the Saxon King Edgar proclaimed a rest from all labor from the noon of Saturday till the dawn of Monday, and the same principle waa emphasised by bis successors. The church was In those days the dominant factor in all social life, and the Saturday-to-Monday ordinance was doubtless at first intecd« * to give the people full opportunities for going to church. Round the village church, too, gradually sprang up the Saturday market for the cottagers, and so, though slowly, the Saturday holy day evolved iqto a holiday. With the change from agriculture to Industrialism, people left the villages for the towns, and here for some time the Saturday half-holiday was endangered In tbe rush and greed of the new-found and little understood "progress." A saner and more moderate outlook, however, restored the Saturday half-holiday. But curiously enough, the towns claimed it as a new Invention of tbetr own. Ignoring tbe village life which, leas eeatwles hack. knew as s legal right tbe weekly halfholiday of the Saturday. - Sunset on Puget 8ouni Every land may occasionally iMt* a beautiful sunset, and many isnds have gorgeous and brilliant ones; but nowhere have they such lofty burning, milky-rose, opaline effects as i«n this inland sea. Their enchantlitg beauty Is doubtless due to tbe manv wooded islands which lift dark green forested hills around open sweeps of water, whereon settle delicate mists. When the fires of sunrise or of sunset sink through these mists, the splendor of coloring is marvelous and not equaled anywhere. It is as tliougb the whole sound were one great opal which had broken apart and flung its escaping, fires of rose, amethyst, amber and green up through the maze of trembliQg pearl above. The unusual beauty of its sunsets long ago gave Puget sound the poetic name of Opal-Sea or Sea of OpaL--EUa Df ginson. Ocean steamers sscend tbe river Amason for a distance of 2£00 muse the Interesting Silk Dresses At the^smart places where society gathers in tbe summer there are plenty of interesting silk dresses seen for afternoon and more formal wear. One of these Is made of a combination of coffee-colored crepe de chine with an applique about the waistline of black velvet ribbon cut In strips of differing lengths. About the line of the low-cut neck and sleeves there is a pattern of this blacl: velvet ribbon which establishes the design as something that Is carried out through every line of the garment. A drooping bat Is worn with tbe dress, which has for Its top a layer of tan silk to match the dress and for the under portion a facing of black velvet. Around the edge there is a flange of black mallnes which helps to give that becoming touch to tbe hat which is so essential. The silk and chiffon things which are being worn for the late summer show that tendency to circular sides which makes them distinctive. There ts much fullness about these gowns and when yon come to examine tbe way in whlcb tbey are made yon will find that they have Inserted circular panels at tbe sides of the skirt which impart to them a sweeping and becoming line. The dresses have an appearance of having been cut over an entirely circular model all tbe way round. But as a matter of fact they have Inserted godets In their sides which give the skirts a sweeping appearance. There are many printed silks and chiffons which are made In this way as well as the plain ones. But all of them, although they have the appearance of being made in the simplest and most unstudied way, have a distinct tendency to the most intricate cuttings and lnsertings, all of which blend into a drooping wh^e w[th j| simplicity of appearance. * , An Odd Combination. An odd combination of fabrics shows little frocks of shantung, soh bell I shed with applied figures In broadcloth. An especially attractive group, developed In this fashion, employed Russian embroidery motif*. . VIVID COLORS FOR EVENING WEAR Brilliant Huts of Velvet Character Us 'the Caps 8tyle Wraps for Format Oooasions. Evening wrape are for the moat part in cape style, and are made In very brilliant colored velvet (frequently In a light and dark shade of the same colored) Us rich metal brocades, or in matelasse. Tbe full length, straight Persian coat with wide, straight sleeves set In at a deep armhole'also fa a favored type for evening wraps. Bays Dry Goods Economist. All evening wraps are lavishly trimmed with fur. * Evening gowns are brullant !h color, and are draped on the classic lines of tbe old Roman toga, or are made withfiat bodices extending in points onto the Skirt at both back and front, with draperies or panel effects from below the hips to the hem. Skirts are of irregular length, cover the ankle, and sweep the floor at certain spots. tbe hips or from the side of tbe front All evening bodices are sleeveless. Both the square and pointed decolletage are used; but the new decolletage Is round, and Is lower at the hack than at the front. Dancing dresses in colored metal laces, heavily beaded, are shown, with ankle-length skirts and with full length, free panel hacks. Bright blues on tbe order of royal are featured in metal satins, while dame, coral, reddish purples, and soft shades of jsde are emphasized la crepes and velvets. White crepe satin, embroidered In crystal or In silver, stands out as a leader for evening, and favorable mention Is made of draped gowns In black crepe satin, with a touch of brilliant color at tfca I#-- -V Orsaees of Ratine. V Cross-barred ratine dressee and separate skirts are worn attentively, these sometimes having slip-on sweaters reoeatlng the color of the bar. - J '-V- • _