By ETHEL HUESTON •̂PRUDENCE OFTHEPARSONAGE" *«•* Jpi#»""•»®t«•<» ' . ..»!•••. si.--*. -*• • -- ' " * • *» * n**- •t • Copyright BobbeMsnfflCe. r M * ?f i v« *' *4%' SO ?*? y & **.- ?W | CHAPTER XV--Ccr.iinued. --16 • • The first of April in the Mount Mark pfcrsonage was a time of trial add! tribulation, frequently to the ex tent of weeping and gnashing of teeth. The twins were no respecters of per sons, and feeling that the first of April rendered all things Justifiable to all men, they made life as burdensome to their father as to Connie, and Fairy •nd Prudence liyed In a state of per petual anguish until the twins fell asleep at night well satisfied but worn out with the day's activities. The twine were bordering closely to the first Mage of grown-up womanhood, but on : tiie first of April they swore they would always be young! The tricks were more dignified, more carefully planned and scientifically executed than in the days of their rollicking girlhood--but they were all the more, heartbreaking on that account. The week before the first was spent by Connie in a vain effort to ferret out their plans In order that fore knowledge might suggest a sufficient safeguard. The twins, however, were too clever to permit this, and their bloody schemes were wrapped in mys tery and burled In secrecy. On the thirty-first of March Connie labored like a plumber would if working by the Job. She painstakingly hid from Bight all her cherished possessions, i* The twins were In the bam, presum ably deep in plots. Aunt Grace was at the Ladles** Aid. So when Fairy came in. about four In the afternoon, there was only Prudence to note the vengeful glitter In her fine, clear eyes. And Prudence was so intent upon feather-stitching the hems of pink- checked dish towels that she did °Pt observe it. I*; f Where's papal" Fairy asked. 'J*1/ *Upstalrs." ' "Where are the twins?" "In the barn, getting ready for THE •DAY." Fairy smiled delightedly and skipped eagerly up the stairs. She was clos eted with her father for some time, and came out of his room at last with a -smalt coin carefully concealed in the corner of her handkerchief. She did not remove her hat, bat set briskly ost toward town again. Prudence, startled out of her feath er-stitching, followed her to the door. ••Why, Fairy," she called. "Are you going out again?* Fairy threw up her hands. *18o It seems. An errand for papa.** She lifted her brows and pursed up her lips, and the wicked Joy in her face pierced the mantle of Prudence^ ab sorption again. "What's up?" sbe questioned curi ously, following her sister down- the «tep*. Fairy looked about hurriedly, and then whispered a few words of ex planation. Prudence's look changed to 4 oqe of unnaturally spiteful glee. >Good! Fine! Serves 'ena right! You'd better hurry." •Tell Aunt Grace, will yon? But don't let Connie in until tporning. She'd give it away* I • At suppertime Fairy returned, and the twins, their eyes bright with the unholy light of mischief, never looked at her. They sometimes looked heav enward with a sublime contentment I that drove Connie nearly frantic. Oc casionally they uttered cryptic words About the morrow--and the older mem bers of the family smiled pleasantly, bht Connie shuddered. She remem bered so many April Fool's dayH. The family usually clung together ;/• am occasions of this kind, feeling £ there was safety and sympathy in | numbers--as so many cowards have | felt for lo these many years. And thus it happened that they were all In the dining room when their father ap peared at the door. He had his hands , behind him suggestively. ^ , "Twins," he said, without preamble, *what do you want more than any Hiing else?" , , "Silk stockings,** was the prompt Mid unanimous answer. ' r He laughed. "Good guese, wasn't „ It?" And tossed Into their eager hands two slender boxes, nicely wrapped The others gathered about them with I spiling eyes as the twins tremulously •^lore off the wrappings. " "A. Phoole's Pure Silk Thread | Hose--Guaranteed!" This they read from the box--neat golden lettering. It was enough for the twins. With " cries of perfect bliss they flung them selves upon their father, kissing him « rapturously wherever their lips might > tguch. < "Oh, papa!" "Oh,, you darling! Apd then, when they had some sort of . 'Control of their Joy, Lark said sol emnly, "Papa, It is a gift from heav- {-V "Of course we give yon the credit, 7,^ pftpa," Carol amended quickly, "but , 1 the thought was heaven-prompted.' Valry choked suddenly, and her fit , ol coughing Interfered with the twins grutitude to an all suggesting Provi dence 1 Carol twisted her box nervously. ifer *?ou *now» papa, It may seem very f Childish, and--silly to you, but--actu 0Uy--we have--vail, prayed for silk ? , , stockings. We <i'do't honestly expect ' ,V to get them, though--not until we ' ' aaved up enough money enough to get v them ourselves. Heaven Is kinder, to ^ *s than wfc--p «You can't understand such things gwipa." said Lark. "Maybe you don' Jtnow exactly how--how they feel. * When we g6 to Betty Hill's we wear 'fy, fier silk stockings and lie on the bed VC .---and--she won't let us walk in them. fear we may wear holes. Every "rl In our class has at least one pair-- y has three, but one pair's holey, nd--we felt so awfully poor!" It | The smiles on the family faces were | j-ather stereotyped by this time, but 'f, ' tbe exulting twins did not notice. Lark looked at Carol fondly. Carol «ighed ut Lark blissfully. Then, with one ac cord, they lifted the covers froo the boxes and drew out the shimmering hose. Yes--shimmering--but--fluey shook them out for inspection 1 Their faces paled a little. "They--they are very--•" began Carol courageously. Then she stopped. The hose were a fine tissue-paper imitation of silk stockings! The "April Fool, little twins," on the toes was not necessary for their enlighten ment. They looked at their father with sad but unresentful reproach in their swiftly shadowed eyes. "It--it's a good Joke," stammered Carol, moistening her dry lips with her tongue* "It's--one on «i," Minted Lark promptly. "Ha, ha, ha," laughed Carol, slowly, dryly, very dully. "Yes--ha, ha, ha,** echoed Lark, plac ing the bitter fruit carefully back in its box. Her fingers actually trembled. "It's a--swell joke, all right," *Carol said; "we see that well enough--we're not stupid, you know. But we did want silk stockings so--awfully bad. But It's funny, ha, ha, hal" "A gift from heaven !** muttered Lark, with clenched teeth. "Well, you got us that time." ' "Come on, Lark, w«r must put them sacredly away--silk stockings, you know, are mighty scarce in a parson age--" "Yes, ha, ha, ha,'* and the crushed and broken twins left the room, with dignity in spite of the blow. The family did not enjoy the Joke on the twins. Mr. Starr looked at the others with all a man's confused incomprehension of a woman's notions! He spread out his hands--an orthodox, ministerial gesture! "Now, will Someone fcfbdly telLme what there Is in silk stockings to--" He shook his head helplessly. "Silk stockings! A gift from heaven!" He smiled, unmerrlly. "The poor little kids!** Then he left the room. Aunt Grace openly wiped her eyes, smiling at herself as she did so. Fairy opened and closed ber lips several times. Then she spoke. "Say, Prue, knock me down and sit on me, will you? Whatever made, me think of such a stupid trick as that?** Why, bless their little hearts," whispered Prudence, sniffing. "Didn't they look sorry? But they were so determined to be game." Prudence, give me my eight cents," demanded Connie. "I want it right away." "What do you want it for?" "Tin going down to Morrow's and get some candy. I never saw a meaner trick in my life! I'm surprised at papa. The twins only play jokes for fun." And Connie stalked grimly out of the parsonage and off toward town. A more abashed and downcast pair of twins probably never lived. They sat thoughtfully in their room, "A. Phoole's Silk Thread Hose" carefully hidden from their hurt eyes. "It was a good Joke," Lark said, now and then. "Yes, very," assented Carol. "But silk, stockings, Larkle!" And Lark squirmed wretchedly. "A gift from heaven," shejnourned. "How they must be laughing r* But they did not laugb. Connie came back and shared bar candy. They thanked her courteously and Invited her to sit down. They they all ate candy and grieved together si lently. They did not spealc of the morning's disaster, but the twins un derstood and appreciated the tender sympathy of her attitude, and although they said nothing, they looked at her very kindly and Connie was well con tent. The morning passed drearily. The twins had lost all relish for their well- planned tricks, and the others, down stairs, found the usually wild and hi larious day almost unbearably poky. Prudence's voice was gentle as she called them down to dinner, and the twins, determined not to sho\% the white feather, went down at once and took their places. They bore their trouble bravely, but their eyes had the surprised and stricken look, and their faces were nearly old. Mr. Starr cut the blessing short, and the dinner was eaten In silence. The twins tried to start the conversation. They talked of the weather with passionate devotion. They discussed their studies with an almost unbelievable enthusiasm. They even referred, with stiff smiles, to "papa's good Joke," and then laughed their dreary "ha. ha, ha," until their father wanted to fall upon his knees and beg forgiveness. Connie, still solicitous, helped them wash the dishes. The others disap peared. Fairy got her hat and went out without a word. Their father fol lowed scarcely a block behind her, Aunt Grace sought all over the house for Prudence, and finally found her In the attic, comforting herself with a view of the lovely linens which filled her Hope Box. "I'm going for a walk,* announced Aunt Graee briefly. ^ li - "All right," assented Prudence. "If I'm not here when you get back, don't worry. I'm going for a walk myself." Their work done irreproachably, the twins and Connie went to the haymow and lay on the hay, still silent. The twins, buoyant though they were, could not so quickly recover from shock like this. • So Intent were they upon the shadows among the cobwebs that they heard no sound from below until their father's head appeared at the top of the ladder. "Come up," they invited hospitably but seriously. He did so at once, and stood before them, hjs face rather flushed, his man ner a little constrained, but looking rather satisfied with himself on the whole. "Twins,'* he said, "I didn't know you were so crazy about silk stockings. We just thought It would be a good joke--but It was a little too good. It was a boomerang, t don't know when I've felt so contemptible. So I went down and got you some real silk stockings--a dollar and a half a pair-- and I'm glad to cleatf my conscience so easily." 'The twins blushed, fit--It was a good Joke, papa,v' Carol assured him shyly. "It was a dandy. But all the girls at school have silk stockings for best, and--we've been wanting them-- forever. And--honestly, father, I don't know when I've had such a--such a spell of indigestion as when I saw those stockings were April Fool." "Indigestion," scoffed Connie, re stored to normal by her father's hand some amends. "Yes, indigestion," declared Lark. "You know, papa, that funny, hollow, hungry feeling--when you get a shock. That's nervous Indigestion--we read It In a medicine ad. They've got pills for it. But it was a good joke. We saw that right at the start." "And we didn't expect anything like this. It--is very generous of you, papa. Very 1" But he noticed that they made no move to unwrap the box. It still lay between them on the hay, where he had tossed it. Evidently their confi dence In him had been severely shat tered. He sat down and unwrapped It him self. "They are guaranteed," he ex plained, , passing out the little pink slips gravely, "so when they wear holes you get another pair for noth ing." The twins' faces had brightened wonderfully. "I will never play that kind of a trick again, twins, so you needn't be suspicious of me. And say! Whenever you want anything so badly It makes you feel like that, come and talk it over. We'll manage some way. Of course, we're always a little hard up, but we can generally scrape up something extra from somewhere. And we will. You mustn't--feel like that-- about things. Just tell me about it. Girls are so--kind of funny, you know." The twins and Connie rushed to the house to try the "feel" of the first, adored silk stockings. They donned them, admired them, petted Connie, idolized their father, and then remov ing them, tied then! carefully in clean white tissue paper and deposited them in the safest corner of the bottom drawer of their dresser. Then they lay back on the bed, thinking happily of the next class party! Silk stock ings! Ah! Can't you Just Imagine how we'll look In our new white dresses, Lark, and our patent leather pumps--with silk stockings! I really feel there is nothing sets off a good complexion as well as real silk stockings!" They were interrupted in this de lightful occupation by the entrance of Fairy. The twins had quickly realized that the suggestion for their humilia ting had: come from her, and their hearts were sore, but being good los ers--at least, as good losers as real live folks can be--they wouldn't have admitted for the world. Come on in. Fairy," mid Lark cor dially. "Aren't we lazy today?" Twins," said Fairy, self-conscious for the first time In the twins' knowl edge of her, "I suppose you know it was I who suggested that Idiotic little stocking stunt It was awfully hateful of me, and so I bought you real silk stockings with my own spending mon ey, and here they are, and you needn't thank me, for I never could be fond of myself again until I squared things with you." The twins had to admit that it was really splendid of Fairy, and they thanked her with unfeigned zeal. But papa already got us a pair, and so you can take these back and get your money again. It was just as sweet of you, Fairy, and wfe thank you, and it was perfectly dear and dar ling, but we have papa's now, and--" Good for papa!" Fairy cried, and burst out laughing at the joke that proved so expensive for the perpetra tors. "But you shall have my burnt offering, *00. It serves us both right, but especially me, for It was my Idea." And Fairy went away feeling very gratified and generous. Only girls who have wanted silk stockings for a "whole lifetime" can realize the blissful State of the par sonage twins. They lay on the bed planning the most impossible but mag nificent things they would do to show their gratitude, and when Aunt Grace stopped at their door they leaped up to overwhelm her with caresses Just because of their gladness. She waved them away with a laugh. "April Fool, twins," she said, with a voice so soft that It took all the sting from the words. "I brought you some real silk stockings for a change." And she tossed them a package and started out of the room to escape their thanks. But she stopped In surprise when the girls burst into merry laughter. "Oh, you silk stockings!" Carol cried. 'Three pairs! You darling, sweet old mmtle! You wpuld come up here to tease us. would you? But papa gave us a pair, and Fairy gave us a pair, and--" "They did! Why, the silly things!" And the gentle woman looked as seri ously vexed fit *he ever did look--she had so wanted to give them the first silk-stocking experience herself. "Oh, here you are," cried prudence, stepping quickly in, and speaking very brightly to counterbalance the gloom she had expected to encounter. She started back In some dismay when she saw the twins rolling and rocking with laughter, and Aunt Grace leaning against the dresser for support, with Connie on tt-e floor, quite speechless. "Good f<»? you, twins--that's the way to take hfcrd knocks," she said. "It wasn't a very nice trick, though of course papa didn't understand how you felt about silk stockings. It wasn't his fault. .But Fairy and I ought to be ashamed, and we are. I went out and got you some real, genuine silk ones myself, so you needn't pray for. them any more." Prudence was shocked, a little hurt, at the outburst that followed her words:- " "Well, mtfch a fttmlly!" Aunt Graee exclaimed. And then Carol pulled her bodily down .beside her on the bed and for a time they were all incapable of explanation. "What Is the Joke?" Prudence asked, again and again, smiling--but still feeling a little pique. She had count ed on gladdening their sorry little hearts I "Stockings, stockings-- Oh, such a family!" shrieked Carol. "There's no playing jokes on tho twins," said Aunt Grace weakly. "It takes the whole family to square up. It's too expensive." Then Lark explained, and Prudence sat down and joined the merriment, which waxed so noisy that Mr. Starr from the library and Fairy from the kitchen, ran in to investigate. "April Fool, April Fool," cried Carol. "We never played a trick like this, Larkle--this Is our masterpiece." (TO BE CONTINUED.) MEANING OF NAME DECEMBER Twelfth Month** Title Derived Pram Latin Word "Decern," When Them - War© Only Ten Perloda. The name of December is no longer appropriate, for It is derived flrom "de cern," the Latin word meaning "ten," declares a writer. The name was first applied by tbe Romans when the year was divided into ten months, with the additions ol supplementary days to complete the period required for a revolution of the earth around the sun. When the calendar of Romtrius was amended In 713 B. C. by Numa Pom- pllius and the year was divided into twelve months December became the twelfth month, but retained Its original name. The Emperor Commodus, who reigned in the second century, attempt ed to change the name of December to Amazonlus, in hondr of a fair favorite of that name, whom he had painted to resemble ah Amazon. This innovation was not popular, and when Commodlus died from poison administered by an other feminine favorite the name of Amazonlus died with him. The ancient Saxons called the last month Wlnter-monat, which was after ward changed to Heilig-Monat, or holy month, when they were converted to Christianity. The modern Germans again changed the npme to Christ- monat, because the month contains the anniversary of the birth of Christ • Way They Have In the Army. You begin to learn that the army has ways of Its own, and that Its ways are not civilian ways, pretty soon after you get into it, observes a writer In the Saturday Evening Post. Orders that must be obeyed without question and without delay, telling you to do things that you have never done be fore, and don't know why you are do ing now, always make a civilian gasp a little at first. You discover that to question, and to seek to* discover the motive and ultimate aim of any order that you do not understand Is purely instinctive. You ask yourself quite automatically i "Why should I do this?" or "Shall I do this?" When you have been in the army a little while you discover that the answer Is "Yes." There Is no other answer, so after a while you quit asking yourself foolish questions. This Is what may be called "the effect of discipline." We Amer icans are always being told that we are the most undisciplined people on earth; that we do as we please and that a rigorously ordered life and dis cipline would do us good and make us more effective. Well, I am here to state that the theory and belief Is now being tested put in about a million of us,, and if after the wan we don't come in out of the rain it will be because there Is nobody there $0 UU^^to come In, x r • '-.j Sewing Machine as Ornament. Thrilling tales of the grit, persist ence and skill of the woman workers in England's munition plants were re counted by Miss Mary Fraser, visiting representative of the war savings de partment, British treasury, In an ad dress to a Washington audience. She laid stress on the fact that woman workers were on a pay par with men. "What do they do with the money?" she was a$ked. "Well, many of them do buy phono graphs and fur coats, but the govern ment Is willing, because their work Is good," She replied. "And the men?" asked a mere man. "Mostly they buy sewing machines," Miss Fraser said. "I heard of one man who said he had two, front windows, and the house didn't look well with a machine in only one wlndow^ip he bought two." . New Electric Purnaees. * The success of electric heat In Japan and varnish oven work has led to con siderable investigation along the line of what might be termed low tempera ture heating; that is, heating with temperatures up to 600 degrees Fah renheit. The results Of these investi gations have brought out numerous other applications, among which are electric core baking ovens, electric bread baking ovens, ovens for making cereals, drying woolen articles and equipment for sherardlzing. • Individual Will Supreme. H® power on earth, nor under the earth, can make a man do wrong ^itlk* out his own consent.--L Sharpies*. £ T New York.- 4 i i * * "-J. --• -The millions who are employed in the making of women's ap parel In this country are disturbed by an Important discussion that is going on amohg themselves. It has to do with the importation of French clothes, with the prices asked for all kinds Of apparel, with the threatened abolition of the famous French semiannual exhibitions, and with the tendency of the public to ask for American clothes. _ , No woman should be ignorant of this situation, asserts a prominent fashion writer. On her shoulders, as an indi vidual, which is part of a mass, rests much of the responsibility of the fu ture. In France women ate the de cisive factors in fashion; in thy* coun try they have not assumed that role. With the exception of a few, they are willing to be led. They are guided by those in authority, and those ln au thority are guided by Paris. This is not true to the ex.^nt that the reformers and the critics preach. No one Is any the worse for it. Our country has not been in a position to assume the leadership in fashions, any more than in art, architecture or liter ature. We have had to be led in all THts gown is in black taffeta embroid ered with jet beads, is very narrow at the hem and has short tight sleeves. An apron of black taffeta is gathered to the yoke in front and left open in back, where it is edged . with a narrow piece of white fur at . each side. Jet cord passes through slits in front and ties, with ends that reach nearly to the knees. these thingsyet the very man who goes to Paris and Italy fori art is the first one to ask his wife why she is foolish enough to adopt the French fashions! If, therefore, the American women were not free thinkers regarding clothes, and were merely led into each fashion by a comfortable noose that was pulled along by the merchants and dressmakers. It was because they placidly felt that this was the best path in which they should tread. Since the war, however, there has "-if i . . ; - , been a growing feeling here of Indepen dence of Paris. All of us who firmly believed that no country could get along without the deciding vote of France as to what should be done la clothes, realized, during the first years of the war, that our opinion was cor rect. Changes of Importance. , But the situation has changed, and our beliefs have changed with 11. - 'As Air as one can see, there i# no chance of our losing the comfort of getting from Paris our inspiration as to the silhouette, and we shall also get from that country of consummate art in ap parel, the various movements of cloth, •the details of ornamentation, and the production of new tissues, which sim ulate and enliven our work. But--and I say that with full conviction, after talking with people in power and wjth dressmakers, designers end merchants who have had their hand cm the pulse of things for three years-^-a decided change is coming over our method of launching fashions. The reasons are important, not only to the merchant, but to each woman. She is a thinking individual these days, if she never was before, and she will decide what Is best to be done and will either coincide with the new meth od of work or go against it There fore, she ouglifr ta be informed of the conditions. The American buyers were not en thusiastic, It is true, over the purchas ing of hundreds of French gowns, al though they spent an Immense amount of money out of pure good will and tak ing a gamble. The prices were beyond all limitations set for clothes. France said she was compelled to ask such prices, and the American buyers thought they were compelled to give them; but they assert themselves aa determined never to do it again. Two hundred'and fifty dollars wa# a simple price for any gown. Two' hundred dollars was asked for a mus lin without lace or embroidery. Callot asked from five to six hundred dollars apiece for her evening frocks. Now add to that the 60 per cent duty which every merchant must pay to our cus toms. There were some gowns that cost a thousand dollars to land. What would be the return on such clothes? No American woman would buy them. [ America's Narrow Skirt. It may be remembered that last sea son America Invented the skirt with the slight bustle and the bias folds go ing upward from the knee to the back. It is claimed that a French designer sent to this country for twelve of these sketches, and adopted the bustle In def erence to American wishes. Good evi dence for the truth of this statement is shown in the bustle which a certain French house has sent to this country. Another piece of alteration that is given away by good dressmakers is adding to a frock a narrow plain under skirt and cutting the gown itself 10 to 12 inches shorter, and letting it fail as a tunic with a girdle over the new ad dition. This eliminates the flares in the chemise robe of yesterday and gives one the proper silhouette. As long as it is fashionable to wear two or three materials in combination one is not called upon to match the one-time chemise gown In cloth or color when adding a separate under skirt over which to drop it. Black satin goes with blue serge, beige cloth or brown gaberdine. It also goes with plaids and checks; and on the other hand Scotch designs in woolen a&d other fabrics are used for skirts. Tunics of plain material are combined with these skirts by the best dress makers, and therefore the amateur sewing woman need not be timid in making the same combination. (Copyright, 1918. by the McClure Newspa per Syndicate.) Bjp Lydia E* Pinkh&m'* Compound. Mitm.--"I suffered for mora rronsnsM. nd was m bad I eooid ml wouldUeawmkeand get • would _ up aad walk around and |a the morning be all tireS Mad about .Pfnkfcam'a r*feUble Com- pomd nd thought I woold *7*7*1(7 nprywwnasr »ooq andfeel fteaja to do work. Aisifer OlmsfcadSt.. Wtooim, Ifinn. flmr nftiHi im mo hoai lbs •niowlm among women, "l ant apasrvous, I can not Meek" «r "lt seems aa though 11 ahoald %-lochwomen shouldi^t toy Mrs. Bullae's experience «ad giva awj feerb remedy, Lydia £. Pfakhtan'a Vegetable Com* pflwuij % trial. For forty years it has been overcom ing such serious conditions as displace ments, inflammatfett*&feeratlon. irreg ularities, poriodio pains, backache dia» xiness, sod. nervous prostration of women, and is now feonsSdered the Stan* darfl remedy for such ailments. A Criticism. William Dean Hovrells, the famous authdr, does not like the movies. He thinks their technical side, the cam era man's side, is wonderful, but he has no time for their literary or scen ario side. Lines Make the Smart Hats Paris Shops Are Showing Many Small Models That Are Attractive for Spring Headgear. In the Paris shops are shown many satin hats, extremely small models that are excellent for spring wear, writes a correspondent. They have satin trim ming, If they have any--for the lines of the hats are what make them smart. Two exceptionally pretty chapeaux were seen recently. One was of black milan straw with,a satin brim in mill*' tary blue; the only embellishment was supplied by grosgraln ribbon and black ostrich. The ribbon bow was made in tiny loops and ends, and was placed at the back of the hat, a little to the side. The ostrich was at the.extreme left edge of the brim, in front. The other model had a black lisere brim and a very high black taffeta crown. The crown band which ended in a bow in the back--at the center of the back--was of French blue ribbon, finished in front with a knot of French flowers. Silk Gingham Popular for Waists. Blouses, which also will be largely worn, are often of silk masquerading as gingham merely because of the pat tern, but escape criticism under the name of silk gingham, a fashion writer states. They afe no smarter than the cotton ginghams, however, but have the advantage of not having to go constantly to the laundry, as they do not seem to soil as easily. The short bolero and open-front Jackets are accountable for the smart and tailored- looking blouses, but it would be foolish to expect that with suits dally becom ing more severe In outline the blouses would not follow their lead, though they exhibit a delightful Inconsistency in adding so many little furbelows which are usually applied In a stiff manner in order to Justify themselven. There are many quaint twists in the brim of hats. The designers seem to feel that the more peculiar the brim »be smarter the hat. Ribbon Is used extensively and oh, so many flowers. We have rose toques, violet toques and many other kinds, and this revival of French flower hats has helped to revive our flower Industry and for this we are dully grateful. Jersey Weaves Adaptable. Jersey apparently has filled a long felt want, for the weave has been adapted to all kinds of materials and Is now used for afternoon models both In silk and wool. The very heavy weave called tricot is very good look ing, and many of the smart models When the Hair Is Dry. Whlle olly hair is not at all beautiful it is*-usually much healthier and thicker than dry, harsh hair. If your glory qrown has started In to be dry and wispy it would be a wise move to take it in hand right away and call for an immediate reform. Twenty-four hours before the shampoo rub pure olivw oil into the scalp. You can have no Idea1 how much help this will give and what lovely fluffy gloss it will impart to the hair after the shampoo. Have this cleansing with egg shampoo Instead of soap. shown by the French dressmakers were of this fabric. At first Jersey was used rather timidly for simple gathers, but It has been found to plait admirably and holds very well. It is so soft and clinging that It is no wonder that its favor has increased rather than diminished as the width of skirts has steadily fallen off. About the only thing that Jerseys will not do gracefully Is to drape, as it will read ily be seen that this treatment would never do. But there are plenty of fabrics which will be excellent for this purpose. Chiffon voiles and chiffons which have an almost Invisible weave like a marquisette are very charming and these in figured deslgpr «?* £»*• ticularly attractive. •'<!• ' Colored Blouse Demand. There is a great demand for colored blouses. Tea rose, sunset, Nile, orchid, turquoise and American beauty an much sought after. ' Walsteoat Effects. Seme of the new French waists have waistcoat effects, which are a gogt< ular style in knowing no limits. AN ATTACK Of GRIP USUALLY LEAVES * W WEAKENED CONDITION Doctors in all parts of the country have been kept busy with the epidemic of grip which has visited ao many homes. The symptoms of grip this year are often very distressing and leave, the system in & run down condition, particularly the kidneys which seem to suffer most, as almost every victim complains of lame back and urin ary troubles which should not be neglect ed, aa these danger signals often lead to dangerous kidney troubles. Druggists report a large sale on Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root which so many people say soon heals and strengthens the kidneys after aa attack of grip. Swamp-Root, being an herbal compound, has a gentle healing effect on the kidneys, which is al most immediately noticed in moat cases by those who try it. Dr. Kilmer A Co., Binghamton, N. Y., offer to send a sam ple sice bottle of Swamp-Root, on receipt of ten cents, to every sufferer who re quests it. A trial will convince anyons who may be in need of it. Regular medi um and large siss bottles, for sals at all druggists. Be sure to mention this paper.--Adv. EVERYTHING IN FULL SIGHT i ECONOMY?*, TALK is all right- ECONOMY PRACTICE is better. • INSTANT POSTUM is an economy drink--absolutely no waste. Beside* it is convenient, saves fuel arid sugar; and leaves nothing to be desired, in the way or flavor • THYACUP! v- si* - w '%• i _t,, ,..;x m. According to Children, There Seemed Little Doubt That It Was 8oon Going to Rain. One evening notwithstanding ' the present heavy rains the stars shone brilliantly and the little ones were watching with eager interest the clear ing of dark days. "i see the dipper,** cried the boy, our eldest, aged seven. MYes," adds papa, "and it's standing on its head." **l guess it's going to rain," says Ed gar, who Is five. While from Sita, our three-year-old: "Papa, papa, and I see the faucet" Outside our kitchen door there stands a spigot beside which we keep a dipper hanging for the children's ea» p^Clal use.--Los Angeles Times. Mora "U" Boat Vlctlma. "And this," said the keeper, "is1 jjre call 'Inventors' row/ " "I see," replied the visitor. "All the poor lunatics in thifs ward tried to invent something." "That's right. There are eighty pa tients in these padded cells and every one of them has a different solution of the submarine problem."- ham Age-Herald. A dose of mother-in-law win often get a sick man out of bed when all else fails. -V • * i , ' 1 'i.** * sc.. f'A.'4 ,k-