^KEZIAH COlTlN JosepkC Lincoln AuQwr of Oy "Whittuker'u Place Capfn Eri, JB"tc. IHvL$t-r*.*ieem» bu Ellsvorth. Voun4T Copy by flAyyirtOn S-- Coiwpauw SYNOPSIS. Mrt>. Kesiah Coffin, supposed widow. Is arranging to move from Trumet to Bo»- torj , fol lowing the death of her brother , for whom she had kept house. Kyan pM>por. widower, offers marrlajfr. aini la indignantly refr isei l ("apt Klkanah Pan- l«ls . leader of the Rciru ' i i r church offers KeElah a place as h n 'F^k^eper for the new minister and s i ie vl . - . - ide.s in remain In Trumet Keziah t . ikts charge of Rev. John Ellery. the new minis ter , and gives him advice a» to his conduct toward Bieti .bei's of the pariah. CHAPTER Ml--Continued. "Keziah," he commanded. "Hum-- ha! Keziah, come in here a minute." Keziah came In response to the call, her sewing in her hand. The renova tion of the personal had so far pro gressed that she could now find time for a Mttle sewing, after the dinner dishe* were done. "Keziah," said the captain pompous ly. "we expect you to look out for Mr. Ellery In every respect. The parish committee expects that--yes." "Ill try," said Mrs. Coffin shortly. "Yes. Well, that 's all. You can go We must be going, too, Mr. Ellery. Please consider our house at your dis posal any time. Be neighborly--hum --ha!---be neighborly." "Yes," purred Annabel. "Do come and see us often. Congenial society Ib very scarce in Trumet, for me espe cially. We can read together. Are you fond of Moore, Mr. Ellery? I Just dote on him." The last "hum--ha" was partially drowned by the click of the gate. Ke- aiah closed the dining-room door. "Mrs. Coffin," said the minister, "I shan't trouble the parish committee. Be sure of that. I 'm perfectly satis fied " Keziah sat down in the rocker and her needle moved very briskly for a moment. Then she said, without looking up: "That's good. I own up I like to bear you say it . And I am glad there are some things' I do like about this new plaoe of mine. Because--well, because there's likely to be others that I shan't like at all." Oq Friday evening the minister conducted his first prayer meeting. Before it, and afterwards, he heard A good deal concerning the Come- Outers. He learned that Captain Eben Hammond had preached against him In the chapel on Sunday. Most of his own parishioners seemed to tblnk it a good joke The sun of the following Thursday morning rose behind a curtain of fog as dense as that of the day upon which Ellery arrived. A flat calm in the forenoon, the wind changed about three o'clock, and. beginning with a sharp and sudden squall from the north-west, blew hard and steady. Yet the fog still cloaked everything and refused to be blown away. "Goin' out in this, Mr. Ellery!" ex claimed Keziah, in amazement, as the minister put on his hat and coat about •even that evening. "Sakes alive! you won't be able to see the way to the gate. It 'e as dark as a nigger's pocket and thicker than young ones In a poor man's family, as my father used to say. You'll be wet through. Where In the world are you bound for this night?" The minister equivocated. He said be had been in the house all day and felt like a walk. "Well, take an umbrella, then," was the housekeeper's advice. "You'll need it before you get back, I cal 'late." It was dark enough and thick enough, in all conscience. The main road was a black, wet void, through which gleams from lighted windows were big vague, yellow blotches. The umbrella was useful in the same way that a blind man's cane is useful. In feeling the way. Two or three strag glers who met the minister carried lanterns. John Ellery stumbled on through the mist till he reached the "Corners" where the store was located and the roads forked. There, he turned to the right, into the way called locally "Hammond's Turn-off." A short distance down the "Turn-off" stood a small, brown-shingled building, Its windows alight. Opposite its door, oh either side of the road, grew a •preading hornbeam tree surrounded by a cluster of swamp blackberry bushes . In the b lack shadow of t h e hornbeam Mr . E l le ry s tood s t i l l . H e was debating in his mind a quest;<>n should he o r should he nu t en te r t h a t building? Aa he stood there, groups of people emerged from the fog and darkness and passed in at the door. Some of them he had seen during Ijis fortnight In Trumet. Others were strangers to bim. A lantern danced and wabbled up the "Turn off" from the direction Of the bay shore and the packet wharf It drew near, and he saw that tt was carried by an old man with long, white hair and chin beard, who walked with a slight limp. Beside him wag a thin woman wearing a black poke bonnet and a shawl. In the rear of the pair came another woman, a young woman. Judging by the way she was dressed and her lithe, vigorous step. The trio baited on the platform of the building The old man bfew out the lantern Then he threw the door open and a Stream of yellow light poured over the group. The young woman was Grace Van Rome. The minister recognized her at one*. Undoubtedly, the old man With the limp was her guardian. Cap tain Eben Hammond, who, by common report, had spoken of him, Ellery, M a "hired priest." The door closed. A few moments thereaf ter the sound ef a squeaky ; n e - lodeon came from within the building. It walled and quavered and groaned Tfhen. with a suddenness that was startling, came the first verse of a hymn, sung with tremendous enthusi- asm " » > h , who s h a l i answer wnen t h e I X)rd sha l l c a l l His ran sorned sinners home?" The hallelujah chorus was still ring ing when the watelier- across the street stepped out from the shadow of the hornbeam. Without a pause he strode over to the platform. An other moment and the door had shut behind him. The minister of the Trumet Regular church had entered the Come-Outer chapel to attend a Come-Outer prayer- meeting ! CHAPTER IV. In Which the Parson Cruises In Strange Waters. The Come-Outer chapel was as bare inside, almost, as it was without. Bare wooden walls, a beamed ceiling, a raised platform at one end with a table and chairs and the melodeon upon it, rows of wooden settees for the congregation--that was all. As the minister entered, the worshipers were standing up to sing. Three or four sputtering oil lamps but dimly illumined the plaoe and made recogni tion uncertain. The second verse of the hymn was just beginning as Ellery came in. Most of the forty or more grown people in the chapel were too busy wrestling with the tune to turn and look at him. A child here and there in the back rcw twisted a curious neck but twist ed back again as parental fingers tugged at its ear. The minister tip toed to a dark corner and took his stand in front of a vacant settee. The man whom Ellery had decided must be Captain Eben Hammond was standing on the low platform beside j the table. A quaint figure, patriarchal with its flowing white hair and beard, puritanical with its set, smooth-shaven lips and tufted brows. Captain Eben held an open hymn book back in one hand and beat time with the other. He wore brass-bowed spectacles well down toward the tip of his nose. Swinging a heavy, stubby finger and singing in a high, quavering voice of no particular register, he led off the third werse: "Oh. who shall weep when the roll is called And who shall shout for joy?" The singing over, the worshipers sat down. Captain Eben took a fig ured handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his forehead. The thin, nearsighted young woman who had been humped over the keyboard of the melodeon, straightened up The wor shipers relaxed a little and began to look about. Then the captain adjusted his spec tacles and opened a Bible, which he took from the table beside him. Clear ing his throat, he announced that he would read from the Word, tenth chapter of Jeremiah: " 'Thus saith the Lord. Learn not the way of the heathen, and be not dismayed at the signs of heaven; for the heathen are dismayed at them.' " "A men!" The shout came from the second bench from the front, where Ezekiel Bassett, clam digger and fervent re ligionist, was always to be found on meeting nights. Ezektel was the fa ther of Susannah B. Bassett, 'Sukey B." for short, w;ho played the melo deon. He had been, by successive seizures, a Seventh Day Baptist, a Second Adventist, a Millerite, a Regu lar, and was now the most energetic of Come-Outers. Later he was to be come a Spiritualist and preside at table-tipping seances. Ezekiel 's amen was so sudden and emphatic that it startled the reader into looking up. Instead of the faces of his congregation, he found himself treated to a view of their back hair Nearly every head was turned toward the rear corner of the room, there was a buzz of whispering and, in front, many men and women were standing up to look. Ezeklel Bassett stepped forward and whispered in his ear. The cap tain's expression of righteous indigna tion changed to one of blank aston ishment. He, too, gazed at the dark corner. Then his lips tightened and he rapj^d smartly on the table. "My friends," he said, "let us bow in prayer." John Ellery could have repeated that prayer, almost word for word, years after that night. The captain prayed for the few here gathered together: l>-t them be steadfast. Let them be constant in the way. The path they were treading might be narrow and be set with thorns, but it was the path leading to glory. "Scoffers may sneer," he declared, his voice rising; "they may make a mock of us, they may even come into thy presence to laugh at us, but theirs 's the laugh that turns to groanin' " And so on, h i s remarks becoming more personal and ever pointing like a compf" needle to the occupant of that Peat in the corner. "O I,ord," prayed Captain Hammond, the perspiration in beads on his fore head, "thou hast said that the pastors become brutish and have not rought thee and that they shan't prosper. Help us tonight to labor with this one that he may see his error and repent in sackcloth and ashes." They sang once more, a hymn that prophesied woes to the unbeliever. T hen Ezekie] i!assett rose to "testify." The testimony was mainly to he ef fect that he w;'s happy because h» had fled to tin- ark of safety while there was >et time. Captain K\>en called for more testi mony. But the testifiers were, to use the old mirisnd joko, backward in coming forward that evening. At an ordinary mctting, by this time, the thorns and enthusiasm wc uld have been at their height aud half * doter. Come-Outers on their feet at once, re lating their experiences and proclaim ing their happiness. But tonight there was a damper; the presence of the leader of the opposition cast a shadow over the gathering. Only the bravest attempted speech. The others sat silent, showing their resentment and contempt by frowning glances over their shoulders and portentous nods one to the other. The captain looked over the meet ing. "I 'm ashamed," he said, "ashamed of the behavior of some of us in the Lord's house. This has been a failure, this service of ours. We have kept still when we should have Justified our faith, and allowed the presence of a strange-r to interfere with our duty to *.he Almighty. And I will say," he added, his voice rising and trembling wiih indignation, "to him who came here uninvited and broke up this meet- in', that it would be well for him to remember the words of Scriptur' , 'Woe unto ye, false prophets and workers of iniquity. ' Let him remember what the divine wisdom put into my head to read to-night. 'The pastors hav« become brutish and have not soughi the Lord; therefore they shall not prosper. ' " "Amen!" "Amen!" "Amen^" "So be it!" The cries came from all parts of the little room. They ceased abruptly, for John Ellery was on his feet. ^ "Captain Hammond," he said, "I re alize that I have no right to speak in this building, but I must say one word. My coming here to-night may have been a mistake; I 'm inclined to think it was. But I came not, as you seem to infer, to sneer and scoff; cer tainly I had no wish to disturb your service. I came because I had heard repeatedly, since my arrival tin this town, of this society and,Us meetings. I had heard, too, that thefe seemed to be a feeling of antagonism, almost hatred, against me among you here. I couldn't see why. yost of you have, I believe, been at one time members of the church where I preach. I wished to find out for myself how much of truth there was in the sto ries I had heard and to see if a bet ter feeling brtween the two societies might not be brought about. Those were my reasons for coming here to night As for my being a false proph et and a worker of iniquity"--he smiled--"well, there Is another verse of Scripture I would call to your at tention: 'Judge not, that ye be not judged.' " He sat down. There was silence for a moment and then a buzz of whis pering. Captain Oen, who had heard him. with a face of iron hardness, rapped the table. "We will sing in closin'," he said, ' ' the forty-second hymn. After which the benediction will be pronounced." The Regular minister left the Come- Outers' meeting with the unpleasant conviction That he had blundered bad" ly. His visit, instead of tending toward better understanding and more cor dial relationship, had been regarded as an intrusion. So that old bigot was the Van Horne girl 's "uncle." It hardly seemed pos sible that she, who appeared so re fined ^nd ladylike when he met her what I came to tell yot^J Mil torn pardon for--for him." She turned away now, and It waa the minister who detained her. "I 've been thinking," he said slowly, for In his present state of mind it wa» a hard thing to say, "that perhaps I ought to apologize, too. I'm afraid I did disturb your service and I'm sorry. I meant well, but-- What's that? Rain ?" There was no doubt about it; it was rain and plenty of it . It came in a swooping downpour that beat upon the trees and bushes and roared upon the roof of the chapel. The minister hur riedly raised his umbrella. "Here!" he commanded? "you must take the umbrella. Really, you must You haven't one and you'll be wet through." She pushed the umbrella aside. "No, no," she answered. "I don't need it; I 'm used ^o wet weather; truly I am. And I don't care for this hat; it 's an old one. You have a long way to go and I haven't. Please, Mr. Fllery, I can't take it." "Very well." was the sternly self- sacrificing reply, "then I shall certain ly go with you as far as the gate. I 'm sorry, if my company is distasteful, but--" He did not finish the sentence, think ing, it may be, that she might finish f£ m"% fPLRELY FEMININE! USE FUR TRIMMINGS LEADING MODISTES INSI8T ON THIS METHOD OF DECORATION. 8mall Pieces Enhance the Beauty of Any Costume--Sometimes Serve as Shoulder Straps--Follow Satin and Chiffon. .4*1 Oil f'tl' <$. \ Wnii '/lfclKSs.:! A- . An idea of the number of ways in which small bits of fur may be used >. . , , , , , . „ , may be had by glancing at any of it .or him. But she was silent, merely t he a f t e rnoon and evening toilettes In removing her hand from the handle. t hege days A gown o f c lo th will She took a step forward; he followed, holding the umbrella over her head. They plashed on, without speaking, through the rapidly forming puddles. Presently she stumbled and he caught her arm to prevent her falling. To his surprise he felt that arm shake in his grasp. "Why, Miss Van Horne!" he ex claimed 'n great concern, "are you crying? I beg your pardon. Of course I wouldb'i think of going another step with yor. I didn't mean to trouble you. I only-- If you will plea&e take this umbrella--" Again he tried to transfer the um brella and ngain she pushed it away. "I--I'm aot crying," she gasped; "but--oh, d«var! this is so funny!" "Funny!" he repeated. "Well, per haps it is. Our ideas of fun seem to differ. I--" "Oh, but It is so^funny. You don't understand. What do you think your congregation would say if they knew you had been to a Come-Outers' meet ing and then insisted on seeing a Come-Outer girl home?" John Ellery swallowed hard. A vi sion of Captain Elkanah Daniels and the stately Miss Annabel rose before his mind's eye. He hadn't thought of his congregation In connection with this impromptu rescue of a damsel in distress. "Possibly your Uncle Eben might be h somewhat--er--surprised if he knew you were with me. Perhaps he might have something to Bay on the sub ject." "I guess he would. We shafl know very soon. I ran away and left him with Mrs. Poundberry, our housekeep er. He doesn't know where I am. I wonder he hasn't turned back to look for me before this. We shall probably meet him at any moment." Fifty yards away the lighted win dows of the Hammond tavern gleamed yellow. Farther on, over a ragged, moving fringe of grass and weeds, was a black, flat expanse--the bay. And a little way out upon that expanse twinkled the lights of a vessel. A chain rattled. Voices shouting exult ingly came to their ears. "Why!" exclaimed Grace in excited wonder, "It 's the packet! She wa» due this morning, but we didn't expect her in till to-mojrow. How did she find her way in the fog? I must tell uncle." She started to run toward the house. The minister would have followed with the umbrella, but she stopped him. "No, Mr. Ellery," she urged earnest* ly. "No, please don't. I 'm all right now. Thank you. Good night." A few steps farther on she turneO "I hope Cap'n Elkanah won't know " she whispered, the laugh returning to her voice. "Good night." (TO BE CONTINUED.) have epaulettes of fox or squirrel. A dance frock will have a row of little furry heads across the bodice instead of a row oT"roses, or the narrowest possible bands of fur around the edge ®f the short, filmy sleeves, or a tiny VALUE OF CONTRASTING COAT edging on the chiffon tunic. Collars on every sort of gowns are likely to be finished with a bit of fur on the upper edge, and sometimes an entire collar, close-fitting as velvet, will be made of the fur--a separate one or attached. Cuffs on tailored suits of velvet and broadcloth and all the nov elty goods from Paris are pretty su/e to be of fur, and many a suit, as 'frell as a fur coat, boasts t 'g round buttons of seal or mole or ermine. The eve ning wrap, if it is not made wholly of fur, can hadlly be said to rank high unless it has at least a broad collar and revers of some soft fur, and per haps a fur rose or buttons as a fas tening. Often It is bordered all around with the fox or ermine, or whatever chances to have been chosen. The best of the French wraps seem design ed to give contrast, as except in the case of a few all white models--white velvet edged with ermine or white fox, for Instance--a dark fur is usuallfy chosen to ornament a light broi^ade or velvet, and a white or very light fur on a dark wrap. One of the very attractive acces sories of the cloth suit or the after- noon gowns Is a large combination col lar and jabot made of fine lace with fur trimming. This is worn outside the coat of a suit. Sometimes the entire collar is made of the fur, fas tened in the back, and there are small sable heads or what not down the center of the large double frill. Narrow band trimmnigs of fur are used on chiffons, and even laces and sometimes a band of fur serves as a shoulder strap, instead of the more familiar band of rhinestone or pearls. A charming frock of girlish type was seen recently. The blouse and tunic were made of fine shaded l^ce, and decollete bodice being finished with a row of tiny pink silk roses veil ed by the lace. The skirt was border ed by a band of swansdown. The frock pictured is of pale yellow satin and chiffon with a lace tunic. Two narrow bands of skunk extend from the shoulders in straight panel effect down the front to three-quarters the length of the skirt, slanting away to a point at the back. A panel of lace threaded with gold begins below the bust line, extends down between rows of fur and forms the tunic, which reaches below the knees. The skirt crosses over at the left side, forming a slashed effect at the bottom. The other is a frock of silver tissue draped up at the right side, showing an opening at the bottom. The skirt is crossed by a Band of black fox. The tunic and bodice are of mother of pearl beading with handsome motifs and fringe. A band of fur encircles the waist and is finished with a vel vet flower. RAZOR CASE Garment Makes for Real Economy In That It Will Serve for Many Different Costumes. "I'm Not Crying," She Gasped. at the parsonage, should be a member of that curious company. When he rose to speak he had seen her in the front row, beside the thin, middle-aged female who had entered the chapel with Captain Hammond and with her. She was looking at him intently. The lamp over the speaker's table had shone full on her face and the picture remained in his memory. He saw her eyes and the wavy shadows of her hair on her forehead. He had taken but a few steps when there was a rustle in the wet grass behind him. "Mr. Ellery." whispered a voice, "Mr. Ellery, may I speak to you Just a moment?" He wheeled in surprise. "Why! why, Miss Van Horne!" he exclaimed. "Is it you?" "I felt," she said, "that I must see you and--explain I am so sorry you came here, to-night. Oh, I wish you hadn't. What made you do It?" "I came," began EHery, somewhat stiffly, "because I--well, because I thought It might be a good thing to do." There was a bitterness in his tone, unmistakable. And a little laugh from his companion did not tend to soothe his feelings. "Thank you," he said. "Perhaps it is funny. I did not find It so. Good evening." The girl detained him as he was turning away. "I came after you," went on Grace rapidly and with nervous haste, "be cause I felt that you ought not to mis judge my uncle for what he said to night. He wouldn't have hurt your feelings for the world. He is a good man and does good to everybody. If you only knew the good he does do. you wouldn't--you wouldn't dare think hardly of him." "I 'm not judging your uncle," he d e - <*'ured. "It seemed to me that the boot was on the other leg." "I know, but you do Judge him, and you mustn't. You see. he thought you had come to make fun of him--and us. Some of the Regular people do. people who aren't fit to tie his shoes. And so he spoke against you. He'll be sorry when he thinks it over That's So They All Ate Onions. Sallie Fisher, the musical eomed) star, who sang herself into the uppef register of popular favor with that "Dearie" song, has a mother who oc casionally gets Sallie into trouble. It was at a little dinner party in New York last season and there w*re four at the table, Sallie, her mother and two friends. 'Mrs. Fisher carefully scanned the menu card and then stat ed, with particular emphasis, that she wanted an order of Spanls! onions, sliced and raw, and didn't care what else was ordered "Mother!" ejaculated Bailie "Onions? And before the perform ance?" "Onions and before the perform ance," insisted.^Irs. Fisher. Then she cast a rather scornful expression to ward the fastidious (laughter "If these boys could t«ee you eating garlic In the summer time they would have no objections to my eating onions in th* winter time." said Mrs Fisher, de cisively, whereupon Sallie collapsed. Then they all ate onions. An economy is found in the con trasting coat. The same skirt tailor built and perfectly cut has been made to serve w ith three or four coats, says the Indianapolis News. Take the favorite black and white stripe, ior example. This may be worn with a coat to match and by way of change with a neat, short coat of black habit cloth lined with braid, while a saucy little jacket of scarlet silk will quite transform the toilet. The changes may be rung in the same fashion with the ubiquitous navy serge. The survival of this idea Is indi cated in the coming evening styles, and one can see how In this case it may be a very real economy, Blnce it often happens that an evening bodice is unpresentable, while the Bkirt is still in gpod condition. The idea of a blouse for evening wear being now hopelessly old-fashioned it is not easy to do much with a skirt, and yet we do not care to see it hangicg in the cramped space of the wardrobe. Into this dilemma the taffeta coat intro duces itself with complete success, and the old evening frock becomes fashlonablv transformed. Quick Decision. "Huh!" snarled the railroad editor. "Here's a story that in one place calls a man Brudge and in another place refers to him as Bridge What do you think of that?" "Merely a question of you or I," remarked the statehousa man, f l ippant ly . And the railroad edi tor, who was Inclined to egotism, de cided in favor of "Bridge." Separating Honey. To obtain strained honey, separat ing the honey from the wax as It comes to us in the frame, place the frame in a bowl in the oven, Just warm enough to melt the honey and wax; then remove the frame and let the honey stand until cold, when the wax may be skimmed off the top with out any trouble. New Satin Blouses. The newest white satin blouses have best effects of Dresden ribbon in soft pastel shades set In for a relieving bit of color. These are trimmed with plain crystal buttons and are very stun ning looking. COLLAR MUCH IN EVIDENCE SATOROAV fRlDAY .2 , THURSDAY WEDNESDAY, tmliMill i,'"M: Mm TUtaBAY nONDAY SUN 0 AY A razor case is made of a piece of linen, the length of which is fifteen inches by nine and one-half. Five Inches of the linen are folded over to form a flap, and this can be embroi dered in forget-me-nots if you so de sire, using pretty pale-blue mercerized cotton for the flowers and a soft shade of green for the leaves. Under the flap a piece of linen is stitched, seven and one-half inches in width by nine and one-half. This is divided by six rows of machine stitch ing in pale blue silk, and each divi sion is large enough to hold a razor. The divisions look very attractive ornamented with the "days" of the week embroidered on them. Many men like a razor for each day in the week, and for such this de sign is made. Golden Age of Women. Mr. Henry Clews, the banker, saii at a high school coinencement tn New York last week that he thought all women should become suffragists. In the cause of universal peace. H« said that this is the golden age foi women and that those who are in ths business world had proved thom»elv«« worthy of trust Neckwear Accessories Never Were More Numerous or Pretty Than They Are at This Time. Just around the corner from the Rue de Rivoli, in Paris, on one of the side streets, are a number of small shops where neckwear and dainty acces sories for the adornment of smart femininty are sold. There is a pic turesque element about the new open- throated Robespierre collars. The vogue is by no means confined to the youthful, for there exists many phases of the collar which permit an inner gulmpe of fine net and high collar to be worn. The unmodified Robespierre collar, however, with its open neck and dou ble cascade of^Jrills outlining the V, is unbecoming save when the throat is white and well molded. There are adaptations of this mode to suit all ageB and fancies. These collars are made to suit any gown. For the suits of silk, whipcord and serge are attractive designs fashioned ot point d'eaprit and shadow lace. Cuff and-collar sets of Venetian and Bohemian lace in the ecru coloring are sure to meet with instant favor. Small crystal buttons sewn on with silk to match the gown trim these. For lingerie blouses the Robespierre collar of white lawn with pleated frills Is most attractive. The large square "bib" jabot, finish ed with a large butterfly bow of tulle. Is worn with the afternoon frocks. In addition to the all-white variety formed of batiste with Jabot frills or %ests of dainty embroidered nets and laces, many models in black satin of taffeta are shown. A host of new stocks are on display, developed chiefly in black satin or taf feta combined with white pique, net or lace. The newest standing collars are ex tremely high and distinguished by deep pointed effects on either side of the fastening in front. These are made of fine linen, lace or embroidery. Some have tab exten sions with frills of finely pleated net or lace. High-neck collarettes of lace, with deep rounded or pointed fronts bord ered with lace ruffles, will be much worn over plain blouse of chiffon, lao« or net. MY, HOW "JIMMY" DID RIDE THOSE WAVES FlrstJJillow Carried Bey Out Into Lake; Billow No. 2 Brought Him Safely Back. Chicago.--Two large, cold waves of Lake Michigan played a peculiar prank with "Jimmy" Lucas the other day. After one had all but drowned him along came another--a sort of kindly disposed wave--and BaveC "Jimmy's" life. "Jimmy" is eleven years old. He was standing on a temporary break water at the foot 6f East Thirty-ninth street shortly after ten o'clock, with hlU\ friend "Billy" Maloney, watching the\ waves dashing spray for many feet^n the air. "Ge&j' There comes a Whopper!" shouted "Jimmy" gleefully.^ j \ The "whopper" thundered ag^Wst 7 Upon the Crest Rode "Jimmy." the portion of the breakwater upon which "Jimmy" stood and crumbled It like so much sand. In an Instant the boy was sucked out by the under tow and swept out in the lake. "Billy" was on the point of running for help when he saw another large wave roar ing to shore. Upon the crest, high In the air, rode "Jimmy." He was lifted clear of the breakwater by the flood and hurled high up on the shore, shivering and frightened, but ex tremely grateful to "wave No. 2." C. A. Kyte, engineer of the city pumping station close by, witnessed the accident, and called "Jimmy" into the engine-room to dry. "Them waves are s s-some strong," said "Jimmy" between chattering teeth. "When I was ridln' that 3-s-second one I-I though I w-was goin' • over the p-pumpin' station." He then dispatched "Billv" to his home for a dry suit of clothes. "9-square It w-wlth dad," he ad monished, " 'cause he's got a s-strong- er r-right hand than them waves." "Billy" soon returned with the clothes, and announced that "dad" was going to take him to a nickel Bhow after supper. DOG SAVED GIRL FROM MIRE Through Miles of Tangled Forest, Canine Discoverer Took Master to the Lost Child. Campbellton, N. B.--After being lost in a cedar swamp four days and four nights and found by a dog, the seven-year-old daughter of Ernest Burabe of St. Andre was returned home Hundreds of persons searched the forest unsuccessfully for several days. \ heavy rainstorm prevailed and the sf archers feared that the girl had perished from exposure. Danger of attack from wild animals was also a possibility. The fourth morning after the child's disappearance a dog owned by John Cyr, a neighbor of the Burabes, awak ened his master. The animal acted BO strangely and was so Insistent that his owner followed him to the woods. He suspected that the dog had found the body of the child. He fol lowed the dog for six hours through miles of forest. The dog finally stopped at a big tree and barked.. Leaning against the trunk was the lost girl. The girl said that the dog had found her the day before, but that she was too weak to follow him. DOLL PRESENT FOR BRIDE Odd Wedding Gifts for Ten-Year-Old Girl, Who Will Now Lengthen Skirts. Thibodeaux, La.--Agnes Callahan, ten. was married the other day and quit the third reader class in the pub lic Bchool here. Her husband is Paul Dietz, twenty- three The girl wore short dresses dur ing the ceremony, but immediately afterwards announced that she would have her gowns lengthened, as she waB a "married woman now." The priest who performed the cere mony was opposed, at first, on account of the age of the prospective bride, but because the parents of both of the contracting parties insisted that the wedding should take place, he finally yielded. Dietz's present to his bride was a huge doll that would open and close its eyes Nearly all the wedding pres ents were toys, but the bride declared that she would not play with dolls any more. The wedding was the re sult of a courtship begun when ths bride was almost a baby. "Infant W^s In Way." Cincinnati, Ohiov--Held in cells are Fred Kipp and hisj young w ife, Emma, the latter charged'with the murder of her eleven-day-old boy baby. The child was thrown into the Ohio river by the mother, the father says, be cause she thought the infant was In the way, A news item which told of a man hearing a young couple dis cuss whether they should kill their baby was read by two women who knew of the birth of the Kipp baby and the disappearance of the man and the woman. They caused the arrests.