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SUNDAY MORNING.
THE TIP WBJfIFWEOM
BUT IT LOOKED LIKE A SURE
ENOUGH GOOD THING.
Woman Whose New Gown Dyed Her
Before the Race Tells of a “Hunch"
That Was Misleading—Story of a
Tragedy,
The woman with the washed-out
polka-dot gown looked sadly at her
friend in tne fresh looking tan linen
frock who had called to see her.
"What are you looking so blue
about?'’ asked the tan linen girl. Tha
washed-out woman eyed her sharply.
Then she flushed.
”1 suppose you mean my gown?”
she replied. "Mo doubt you are sur
prised to see me wearing such a raggy
looking thing—but I'm doing it as a
punishment!”
The tan linen girl looked the washy
gown over. "Are your sins as bad
as that?” sho said. "I can hardly
believe It.”
“No womanly woman should ever
bet on a horse race!” announced she
who was being punished.
"Oh. 1 don’t know!" said the tan
linen girl. ”1 won a hat and a dozen
gloves and two pounds of bonbons
on the Suburban."
“Ob, pouf! I don’t mean bets like
that. You never have to pay if you
lose. I mean real money."
”1 never know you were that sort
of a girl!” said tho tan linen one.
"No, I am not; that’s the trou’ 'e.
1 don’t know anything about it. But
there are worse things. It all began
with this gown—this limp, spotty look
ing thing you see mo wearing. This
is one of those alluring creations that
you see in shop windows on a beauti
ful blonde wax lady with red linger
nails."
’’.Just fancy,” said tho tan linen
girl.
“You wouldn’t notice the gown at
all except' that you see it from the
street car. Y’ou wouldn't see it ex
cept that it has a big staring price
mark on the wax lady's chest or hang
ing from her elbow like a theater bag.
This holds you and although you may
have the natural, inborn antipathy for
purchasing goods that are marked in
windows, it fascinates you like a
Japanese crystal.
"In reality it is a regularly cooked
up trap for catching feminine lobsters,
and there is always a lot more lobster
to a feminine one than the other kind.
You stand staring at the gown and
say to yourself: ‘Twenty-five dollars.
Goodness. That's how some women
manage to dress so cheaply'. Now I
should go to Chargem’s and pay forty
five for or.e no better.’
“You don’t, really think of getting
the gown, but you yield to the tempta
tiou of going in a shop that you've
never been in before. You are met
inside the door by an imposing speci
men of masculinity, who smiles and
bows with a certain magnificent un
bending of dignity and then almost
carries you to the elevator. When you
are projected on the floor designated
you are met by another man. He
usually looks as though he’d seen bet
ter days and has that straggly sort of
whiskers that you might call near
whiskers.
“This man scrapes before you and
call out a young woman, 6 feet high
with a 48 bust measure, who passes
you on to another Juno. By this time
they have you landed in the basket.
You feel positively ashamed to have
come in for such a cheap gown. Fre
quently all they have to do is to bring
out a SSO or a SIOO gown at tnis
stage and you order it.”
"If you have the money, you mean?"
“And sometimes when you don’t
have it. You find the gowns are made
up without any silk lining. That, of
course, reduces their value, hut the
heavyweight girl tells you they are so
light for summer. Then with a sort
of Japanese wrestling tactics they get
one around you in some way before a
tall mirror and pull it down in the
back" just as Warfield does when he
sells a coat in the play, and tell you
that all It needs is a little alteration.
“This is just what Happened to me.
1 will say that the Juno girl seemed
“Needs a Little Alteration.”
too kind-hearted for her place, for
she gave me a funny little look, lifted
here eyebrows just a little bit—like
this.”
"And didn't you understand? That
means twenty-three.”
“Twenty-three? And what does
twenty-three mean?"
“Why, ‘Get out quick.’ Well—you
are slow!”
“She said: ‘Don’t you fancy those
other gowns In black and white? They
cost a little more, but they are quite
cheek! I bought one myself this
morning.’ ”
“ ‘No, thanks,’ I said. Then she
sent for the fitter. He made a few
passes around—you know how they
do—and said, ’That’ll be SO, Miss Mac-
Grouchy!’”
"Mat Grouchy!”
“Yes; they always have queer names
like that. Just the same as you find
‘Pinkie Chinn' and ‘Birdie Glue’ on
programs. 'Well, 1 told them 1 wanted
the gown sent home the next day, be
cause I wa3 going on a little journey
and wanted to wear it in the cars. I
tried to convey the impression that I
was going to throw it away when I
reached the other end of the trip. You
know how one acts when buying any
thing cheap. But 1 wanted to wear it
to the Suburban. It came home the
day before the race.
"Friday—the thirteenth!” said the
tan linen girl.
“And I thought I’d wear it in tha
afternoon, just to get the first new
ness out of it. I was going to dinner
in the evening and had to get some
gloves, so 1 went downtown for them.
And here’s where the tragedy begins,
“I was safely on the way home
when it began to rain—one of those
sudden, awful downpours. 1 v.r.e
drenched before I could get in a door
way or a cab or a ear or anything
When I got home this gown was likF
A Straight Tip On Biues.
this, only much worse, and, oh, so
wet! it clung to me like a Hag around
a mast in a rainstorm. But the wtrst
of it all was 1 had changed color. My
neck and shoulders anil arms were
blue. And It wouldn’t wash off.
Nothing would touch it.
“The dinner was out of the ques
tion. so I called them up on tele
phone. It was at the Baskinrif.ges,
and I got Ned Basxinridge on the
’phone and I explained as best I Cbuld.
He said he knew a fellow who bought
a white flannel yachting suit onefi and
got caught in the rain and had to go
home in a cab. I said I wouldn’t have
minded that, but changing coirff was
another thing.
"Then, you know, how men fue. lie
said: ‘Just put on a heavy veil and
come over anyhow.’ They we if pick
ing winners for the Suburban.
“ ‘You don’t understand how had it
is.’ I said. ‘lt may be poisonous. And
missing the dimer and all bus given
me tne blues besides.’
“Then he suddenly ejaculatdfl some
thing, and I thought he’d had an elec
tric shock. 1 asked what was the
matter.
•* df that isn't the stralghtest kind
of a tip,’ said he, and he began to
tell the others what had happened.
Then he told me of the horse Blues
that was to run at Sheepshead Bay.
He said there was a tip out on him.
“And that’s about all,” said the
washedout girl, wearily; “we all went
the next day and I wore the gown for
luck, and four veils. I was very popu
lar going down. They said I was a
mascot. But it was so different com
ing home.
“Why, Blues was tilin',” said the
tan girl.
“Yes, but we didn’t bother with any
thing like that. The tip was hoo
straight, they said. Ah, weli, it’s all
over now.”
“Oh. you don’t know how to bet!”
exclaimed the tan linen girl, triumph
antly. “Why, I won on Watercure."
“Watercure?” said the washed-out
_girl; “why, he came in next to last.”
yes,” said the tan linen girl,
“but I know how to bet, you see. I
aljvays bet all the way round.” —New
York Sun.
The Vanity of Antony.
“I am dying, Egypt, dying,” -re
marked Antony to Cleopatra.
From without the windows of the
palace could be heard the low ripple
of the Nile and the shouts of the sol
diers. %
Cleopatra did not look up from the
sheet of plans of "How to Build a
$3,500 Barge for $65.”
She murmured:
“I should think, Antony, that a man
of your age would realize the fact that
gray hair was becoming. Anyway,
you might soak your head in hair dye
for a week and you couldn’t fool any
one with the result.” ’
But Antony had read too many of
the to be influenced by
her comment. —Baltimore American.
Gown of Historic Interest.
Mrs. S. C. Reese of Baltimore has
in her possession a gorgeous gown
worn by her grandmother at the mar
riage of Napoleon to Josephine Beau
harnais.
THE BRUNSWICK --DAILY NEWS.
Clever Card Trick.
Card tricks which are not difficult to
perform are often mystifying, never-,
theless. Here are directions how to
place four kings in different parts of
the pack and then cut them together:
Take the four kings and exhibit them
taeewise, but secretly place behind tho
second one two other court cards of
any description, which, being thus hid
den behind the king, will not be vis
ible. The spectators being satisfied
that the four cards are really the four
kings, and none other, fold them to
gether and place them at, the top of
the pack. Draw attention to the fact,
that you arc about to distribute the
four kings in different parts of the
pack. Take up the top card, which,
being really a king, you may exhibit
without apparent intention, and place
it at the bottom. Take the next card,
which the spectators suppose to bo
also a king, and place it about hai:
way down the pack, and the next in
like manner a little higher. Take up
the fourth card, which, being actually
a king, you show carelessly, and re
place at the top of the pack. You have
now really three kings at the top and
one at the bottom of the pack, though
Ihe onlookers imagine they have 3een
them distributed in different parts of
the pack, and are proportionately sur
prised when the cards are cut to find
all the kings are again together. It is
best to use knaves or queens for the
two extra cards, as being less distin
guishable from the kings, should a
spectator catch a chance glimpse of
their faces.
What Is a Horse-Power?
When men first begin to become
familiar with the methods of measur
ing mechanical power, they often spec
ulate on where the breed of horses is
to he found that can keep at work
raising 33,000 pounds one foot per
minute, or the equivalent, which is
more familiar to some mechanics, of
raising 330 pounds 100 feet per min
ute. Since 33,000 pounds raise one
foot per minute is called one horse
power it is natural that people should
think the engineers who established
that unit of measurement based it
an what horses could really do. Tha
horse that can do this work does not
exist.
The horse-power unit was estab
lished by Janies Watt about a century
ago, and the figures were fixed in a
curious way. Watt found that the
average horse of his district could
raise 22,000 pounds one foot per min
ute. At that time Watt was em
ployed in the manufacture of engines,
and customers were so hard to find
that all kinds of artificial inducements
were necessary to induce power users
to buy steam engines. Asa method
of encouraging them Watt offered to
sell engines reckoning 33,000 foot
pounds to a horse power. And thus
he was the.means of giving a false
unit to one of the most important
measurements in tho world.
Cat and Dog Story.
Everybody knows how much a dog
and cat hate each other, but it is
very seldom that their dislikes lead
to such serious results as did a dif
ference that lately occurred between
a bulldog and a black cat in a fruit
store.
The owner of the bulldog used to
lot him run around in the cellar for
exercise, hut one morning the dog got
tired of his narrow quarters, and
went up stairs into a neighboring
fruit store, where the black eat lived.
Of course, the cat did not like to
have any one come into her home
without an invitation, much less one
of her old natural enemies—the dogs.
So as soon as the dog entered out
jumped the cat full upon him, and, of
course, a fight followed, which natur
ally drew into it the owner of the
fruit store, and the owner of the dog.
The dog, being very lively, soon
turned over several baskets of fruit,
and upset the stands of oranges arid
peanuts, while their masters were
vainly trying to settle the row. As
there seemed no early settlement in
sight., the owner of the eat and fruit
stand called in a polcieamn, but in
the meantime the dog had virtually
gotten the better of the fight, having
caught the cat, by the neck, and all the
coaxing and pulling would not per
suade him to let go.
The owner of the dog pulled and
pounded, and the policeman, seeing
a way out, put his “billy” between
Bruno’s teeth and pried open his jaws,
only to find that the eat was so badly
mangled that it hail to be killed, which
the policeman did with two bullets
from his revolver.
Bruno’s owner settling the differ
ence by paying the damage, they both
went out, after having learned once
more that cats and dogs have a stand
ing disagreement, that, in hut few in
stances is overcome.
Ac to Users of Tobacco.
“Nine years ago we commenced to
keep a record on this subject,” says
Dr. Fish, ari eminent eastern educa
tor, “and we have found that the boy
who fails usually uses tobacco.
When asked to sign our pledge the
pupil usually answers that he does not
use very much, but we find that he
continues to fail in his studies. One
of the questions submitted in our rec
ord blank is whether or not the pilpii
thinks the use of tobacco is necessary
to his success. I must admit that
many answer this question in the af
firmative. I our chapel we frequent
ly ask all those who have not had to
bacco in their mouths for twelve
months to arise and be counted. The
average varies from CO to 70 per
cent”
Dr. Fish's theme was “The Student
and the Cigarette,” and. while ho took
the stand that tobacco in any form
had a tendency to dull the mind of
the pupil, ho said that he was com
pelled to admit that the cigarette
form was the most objectionable and
the most injurious. He showed by re
reciting statistics taken at the uni
versity during the last nine years that
the student addicted to the cigarette
habit made a much lower average i.i
his class percentages than those who
were not given to the use of the little
paper cylinders.
Chinese Fables.
A tiger captured a monkey. Tha
monkey begged to ho released on the
score of bis insignificance, and prom
ised to show the tiger where ho might
find a more valuable prey. The tiger
complied, and the monkey conducting
him to a hillside where an ass wav
feeding—an animal which the tigej
bad never before seen.
“My good brother," said the ass to
the monkey, “hitherto you have al
ways brought mo two tigers. How is
it that you have brought mo only one
to-day?”
The.tiger (led for his life. Thus a
ready wit wards off danger.
The principle of the next fable the
Chinese always apply to the European
instructors in the art of war.
A tiger, finding a cat very prolific in
devices for catching game, placed
himself under her instruction. At
length lie was told there was nothing
more to be learned.
“Have you taught me all your
tricks?”
; “Yes.” replied the cat.
“Then,” said the tiger, “you are of
no further use, and so I shall eat
you.”
The eat, however, sprang lightly
into the branches of a tree and
smiled at the tiger’s disappointment.
She liad not taught the tiger all hot
tricks.
The Game of Rivers.
First, appoint a leader, who starts
the game by assigning to each player
a country. To No. 1, we’ll way, he a3
signs the United States; to No. 2, Eng
land; to No. 3, Scotland; to No. 4. Ire
land; to No. 5, Germany; to No. i'.,
Russia; and so on until'every player
lias a country.
When that has been done the play
ers should refrain from talking for a
while, so that they may do a little
thinking, and you know very well that
if you keep on talking to each other
there will be no chance to think. But
when the thinking is over you may
talk as much as you please.
The thinking is to be a little tost of
your knowledge of geography, for the
leader is going to call on you, skip
ping about from one to another, and
when yon are called you have to rise
and give the name of a river in the
country that you represent.
For example, the Leader says, “Let
ns hear from Germany,” and the play
or to whom Germany has been as
signed rises and says, “My name is
Rhine, and 1 am a river of Ger
many.” ,
Now, as you cannot toll when you
may be called on, you must think ol
jour river as soon after you get your
country as possible.
Where Potatoes Grow.
Humboldt says that at the time ol
the discovery of America the potato
, was cultivated in all the temperate
1 parts of South America from Chile up
the coast. The Spaniards at first no
ticed it In Peru. The variety of potato
cultivated in Europe and North Amer
lea grows wild in Chile. Different spe
cies of the plant are found growin.y
wild in most parts of South America
land, it. is claimed by many botanists
- in Mexico anil Arizona.
Boy Was Enameled Green.
Thomas Scanlon, aged 12 years, fol
into a vat of liquid green enamel al
a manufactory at Beaver Falls, Pa.
and when fished out was found to lx
enameled a bright green from heat
to feet, the stuff soaking through tin
boy’s clothing.
The enamel hardened quickly whet
exposed to air, and had to he chipper
and scraped from the hoy’s body. He
is none the worse for the mishap.
A man once owned a small farm
He did ins best, to till it and rear a
family, hut after working hard ail Ills
life lie died a poor man. The farm
was Inherited by his eldest son. The
son discovered a gold mine and be
came immensely rich. The property
he had was the same that his father
had; but the father didn't know what
was in the land, while the son found
it out. That is the difference be
tween Christians. Through the atone
ment of Jesus Christ God hath made
ns heir to all things, but only the
Holy Ghost reveals our riches. —A. .1.
Gordon.
The man who persists in, doing
nothing is entitled to first prize for
perseverance.
If a man lives as he should the
world will not be very much better by
his getting out of it.
The man who thinks he is ahead
of God is decidedly but of date.
Nothing hurts a self-made martyr
like being ignored.
When it comes to earning a living
some men are dead ones.
POISUR HER PASSU)!!
JANE TOPPAN CONFESSE3 TO
KILLING THIRTY-ONE PERSONS.
Long Liat o? Persons Done to Death
by Trained Nurse—Alienists Puz
zled Over Most Remarkable Case In
History.
Jar.e Toppan, spinster, aged 15, a
trained nurse by profession anil by
confession a murderer of thirty-one
persons, is now safely confined at the
asylum for the insane at Taunton,
Mass., to which place she was taken
after the alienists appointed by the
court had declared her of unsound
mind and irresponsible for her con
duct.
Her crimes outrivaled these of Lu
cretia Borgia. She stands singly and
alone as the greatest criminal of mod
ern times. Holmes, who was hanged
at Philadelphia in 1395, was an ama
teur; Garcia Palasco, executed in the
City of Mexico in 1867: Valdiroz Mas-
Jane Toppan.
sinni, garroted in Barcelona forty
years ago, and Maria Polloch, put to
death in St. Petersburg in 1856, were
angels of mercy as compared to this
woman. Her recital of her crimes
makes one's blood run cold. She has
told of the death of her victims as
if she were talking about a summer
picnic at which she enjoyed herself;
of the fiendish subtlety she employed
in ending human lives, the patience
she maintained during the paroxysms
preceding dissolution, the exuberance
and joy which came to her when sho
saw their eyelid:-, pressed down. No
ghost has come to her in the midnight
hours to disturb her dreams, no smart
ing of conscience visited her unnat
ural brain that excited either tears or
sorrow.
The three alienists who examined
into her sanity marveled and thought
she was ail extraordinary criminal
when she confessed that she had pois
oned eleven persons and attempted to
kill two others. But to these men
she told only one-third of the tale of
her career.
For the purpose of his further in
vestigation from a medical standpoint.
Dr. Henry R. Stedman was told of the
confession of Miss Toppan that she
killed by the uses of narcotic poisons
twenty persons in addition to those
sho had mentioned to him. Dr. Sted
man has in preparation a work for
psychologists, with Jane Toppan as
the subject of investigation. He had
intended writing merely of his own
observations and detailing the admis
sion of eleven murders she made to
him. When he was told of the other
twenty he decided that the magni
tude of the case required the most
careful investigation, and he intends
to consult the attending physicians of
each patient Miss Toppan says she
poisoned to ascertain if her story of
the manner of death is consistent with
the symptoms observed by the doc
tors.
The following is a list of those she
has put to death within the past
seven years. Sho has promised her
attorney that as soon as her mind be
comes fresher she will prepare . for
him a complete roster of those she
has killed with morphine and atro
phine.
Israel P. Dunham of Cambridge,
died May 26, 1895, aged 83. Cause
given, “strangulated hernis.” 11l four
days. Jane Toppan nursed him.
Mrs. Lovcy P. Dunham, wife of Is-
Mrs. Mary D. Gibbc.
(Woman for whose death Miss Toppan
was tr.ed.)
rack died in Cambridge Sept. 19, 1897,
aged 87. "Oid age.” Jane Toppan
nursed her.
Mrs. O. A. Bridgman of Lowell, died
Aug. 29, 1899, aged 69. Two days’
illness. “Heart failure.” Jane Top
pan was in the house when she died,
and waited upon her a part of the
time she was Hi.
Mrs. Mary. MoNear of Cambridge,
■wealthy widefw, died Dec. 28, 1900,
aged 70. Two days’ illness., “Apo-
SEPTEMBER 14.
Jane Toppan nursed her for
three hours before death.
Mrs. Florence M. Calkins, house
keeper for O. M. Bridgman of Lowell,
died Jan. 15, 1980, aged 45. 11l three
days. “Heart failure.” Jane Toppan
was in the house when she died.
William H. Ingraham of Watertown,
died Jan. 27, 1900, aged 70. “Heart
failure.” Jane Toppan nursed him.
Mis3 Garah E. Connors, matron of
St. John’s Theological school refec
tory. died in Cambridge Feb. 11, 1900,
aged 48. “Complication of diseases.”
Under care of Jane Toppan.
Mrs. Alden p. Davi3 of Cataumet,
died in Cambridge July 4, 1901, aged
62. “Chronic diabetes.” Jane Top
pan nursed her.
Mrs. Annie E. Gordon of Chicago,
daughter of Mr. and Mrs, Alden P.
Davis, died at Cataumet, July 31, 1901.
Short illness. No death certificate.
Jane Toppan nursed her.
Alden P. Davis, died in Calumet,
Aug. S, 1901. aged 65. Few days’ ill
ness. No death certificate. Jane Top
pan nursed him.
Mrs. Mary E. Gibbs, daughter of
Mr. and Mrs. Alden P. Davis, died in
Cataumet Aug. 13, 1901, aged 40. Two
days' illness. No death certificate.
Jane Toppan nursed her.
Mrs. Edna Bannister o' Tunbridge.
Vt., sister of O. M. Bridgman, died in
Lowell Aug. 27, 1901, aged 77. Two
days’ illness. “Heart failure.” Jane
Toppan was in the house when she
died.
Of the whole number there was not
one case that liad aroused any sus
picion on the part of the physician,
who. depending upon the nurse, was
using his best skill to restore the pa
tient to health. Miss Toppan said
she had heard of no question by any
doctor that she had not carried out
his instructions to the best of her abil
ity or that she liad not shown profes
sional enthusiasm and faithfulness.
The same doctors, she said, had en
gaged her in subsequent cases. ,
Her counsel was satisfied with
homicidal details long before she fin
ished. But she declared that she
wished to tell the whole story.
“Well, how did you kill them?” sho
was asked. >
”1 gave them doses of morphine and
atrophino tablets in mineral water
and sometimes in a dilution of whis
ky," she said. “Then I also used in
jections just as I did at Cataumet. I
do not remember how I killed them
all, but those that l recall wore poi
soned by atrophine and morphine.
My memory is not good; I forget
some things.
“No, I have absolutely no remorse.
I have never felt sorry for what I
have done, Even wnen 1 poisoned my,
dearest friends, as the Davises were,
I dill not feel any regret afterward. 1
James Stuart Murphy.
(Miss Toppan's junior counsel, to
whom she made her confession.)
do not feel any remorse now. I have
thought it all over, and i cannot de
tect the slightest bit of borrow over
what 1 have done.”
Upon successive visits of her coun
sel Miss Toppan added details to the
narrative of crime that had been the
history of her career as a nurse dur
ing the last ten years.
This confession was made to Judge
Bixby and he instantly advised with
the state authorities that a committee
of experts be selected that would be
satisfactory. To the physicians she
was uncommunicative for some days,
refusing, to answer questions and
otherwise acting ugly. Finally she
agreed to tell them of her life. For
five hours the doctors listened to her
story, the strangest and bloodiest they
had ever heard. She told them that
she had killed her first victim when
a young girl and while attending an
undergraduate school for nurses; that
a desire to see one die as a result of
her own methods was so strong as to
overpower her. The victim was a
young man well on the road to recov
ery when she gave him poison. To
her the death rattle in his throat was
as sweet as music and when she saw
him cold in death she kissed him.
"Soon the mania became an uncon
trollable passion.” she said. “No voice
has as much melody in it as the one
crying for life; no eyes as bright as
those about to become fixed and
glassy; no face so beautiful as the
one pulseless and cold.”
Gettling the “Tip” Question.
The awkward question of the tip
was solved by a big New Englander
from the State ot Maine who was din
ing in a London restaurant the other
evening. Having paid his bill he was
informed by the waiter that what he
had paid did “not include the waiter.”
“Wal,” said the stranger, “I ate no
waiter, did I?” And as he looked quite
ready to do so on any further provo
cation tho subject was dropped.
Has Charge of Public Playground.
Rev. Charles V. La Fontaine, pas
tor of the Ada Street Methodist Epis
copal church of Chicago, is supervisor
of the first publir school playgrounds
in the city. He originated the idea.