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SUNDAY MORNING.
THE QUIET MAN IN THE CORNER.
X Sng*re<l oVr a checker game a light or
two ago;
The one who played against me seemed
to have no ghost o i show;
I had a hunch of lusty kings that strutted
all about
And bullied my opponent’* men, who
dared not venture out.
’Way over in a corner shrunk a timid lit
tle man
Who staid right in his station ever since
the game began.
He watched my crowned heads inarching
by with banner and with song.
And seemed to be discouraged over stand
ing still so long.
But pretty soon an opening occurred two
blocks away,
And not another moment did that little
fellow stay,
He bounded o’er the board and took
three kings in one fell swoop,
Then landed in my king-row with a wild,
ecstatic whoop.
THE Carews had quarrelled.
There was no doubt about It.
A prolonged fit of “sulks” In
dulged in by Mrn. Carew be
cause her husband had forgotten a cer
tain commission she had charged him
with had culminated in verbal warfare
following the removal of the cloth af
ter dinner, and thin was followed
shortly after by the removal of the
master of the house. The act had been
prefaced by a statement on Harry’s
part that if she was going to sulk all
the evening he would goout and amuse
himself, and then, hardly giving Millie
time to get in a last word Mr. Carew
had dashed Into the hall, snatched hat
and stick and quitted Laburnum Villa,
closing the front door behind him with
a vigor that shook the whole house.
When perfectly convinced that she
had driven him off the premises, Millie
repented with the thoroughness that
marked all her actions; she ran into
the hall and opened the front door, in
the vague hope that, Harry was within
culling distance, hut there was nothing
hut darkness to be seen, and she reluc
tantly closed It again.
And Harry had gone out without Ills
great coat—lie would catch cold, be
very ill, perhaps die, and she would be
responsible; the tears came into her
eyes at this train of thought, and she
felt herself the wickedest woman in
London.
As she stood remorsefully gazing at
the garment Harry ought to have been
wearing she saw it lacked the top but
ton, and remembered during dinner
Harry had said something about a tuit
ion coining off his great coat. Millie
carried tile coat Into the dining room
and fetched her work basket, 'flic but
ton should be put on at once. She laid
the coat on a table for greater conve
nience, and as she did so a letter slid
out of the inside breast pocket.
Millie picked it up. “Henry Carew,
Esq., Acanthus Club, Earl street, W.
C„ was the Inscription, in a feminine
bund, and the postmark was on that
day, and Harry's excuse for forgetting
ills commission had been pressure of
work at the office; yet be had found
time to visit the club. Who was his
correspondent?
“He certainly ought to tell me; it
doesn’t look like a business letter," said
Millie to herself, and then somehow
the letter came out of the envelope.
.She was only looking for the signature,
but the heading first caught her eye,
and it was, “My darling Harry.” Af
ter that it is needless to say she read
the letter. The address was 0, Queen
Anno Villas, Wellington Itoad, Kcnsel
Rise.
“My darling Harry Your bracelet
came by this morning’s post; it’s just
lovely. But you mustn't be so extrav
gnnt. Bo sure and come this evening
to he thanked and scolded by your lov
ing sweetheart, Doris Forbes.”
Mllly turned very white and held her
breath. What did it mean? She looked
again at the address, at the envelope,
examined the postmarks. There could
be no Mistake; (he letter was genuine,
addressed to Harry, received and read
by Harry Harry, who had married
her a lit lie over a month ago.
Presently she rose to her feet, shak
ing with emotion. That was where lie
had'gone, to see this Doris Forlios;
well, she would follow him. expose
him to the Innocent girl to whom he
was obviously passing as a single man.
Sternly repressing a longing to cry,
Millie went upstairs and put on her hat
and cloak; she would not let herself
think of the future, but kept firmly l*>-
foro her the thought of exposing Harry
to the girl he was deceiving. With the
evidence of his double dealing in her
pocket she came downstairs, and leav
ing the great coat still lying on the
table, lacking Us top button, she
opened the front door and slipped
quietly out of the ltiu.se.
11.
The Cnrews lived in Kilburn, so it
was not far to Kennel Rise, and a cab
speedily deposited Millie at the gate of
No. ti; In response to her rap a trim
maid opened the door.
“Is Mr. Carew here?” asked the wife,
trying to speak in an ordinary tone.
“No, ma’am, lie’s not.” The servant
turned and addressed a young lady
who was descending tlic stairs'; "A
lady, Miss Doris, asking for Mr. Ca
re at are you expecting him this even
ing?"
The girl came forward and glanced
curiously at the visitor. Millie noted
she was slim and pretty, with fair hair
and delicate features. "Mr. Carew may
come here this evening." said Miss
Forlios, courteously; "did you want to
see him?”
“You will do." muttered Mrs. Carew
hoarsely, amj without asking permis
sion stepped into the hall. The servant
had retired, and the two women faced
You’ve known these quiet fellows that
just sat around and thought
And never made a noise while the others
raged and fought;
The whole community had come to think
of them as dead,
Or else so very near it that their hope of
fame had lied.
The chaps with recognition for their por
tion pose and strut.
And seem to overlook the man who keeps
his taiker shut.
But some day. when "most every one is
looking t’other way,
This cjuiet fellow sees a chance to break
into the play.
He reaches out and grabs things that the
others had ignored;
lie puts into the life-game all the energy
he’d stored
Through all the years of silence. So
you’d better not forget
The still man in the corner, for he’ll reach
the king-row yeti
—S. W. Gillilan, in !,os Angeles Herald.
Circa mst* antral
Evidence.
each other under the ornamental gas
bracket.
“I must have a few words with you,”
said Millie.
Miss Forbes, without answering, led
the way Into an empty sitting room,
then coldly addressed the visitor.
“What have you to say to me?”
“Are you engaged to Mr. Carew?”
burst out Millie.
The girl flushed hotly. “Yes, blit
who are you, and why <io you ask?”
“Because 1 have every right to ask.
Because he is deceiving you. Because
lit is my Inis'•“id."
“Your husband!” Boris stared at
the strange young lmly who made this
astounding statement. “Oh, no! you
must be mistaken.”
Millie thrust the letter before the
other’s eyes. “You know your own
letter, don’t you? Well, I found it half
an hour ago in my husband’s great
coat pocket.”
“There must he some mistake. Have
you got the envelope?”
"Henry Carew, of the Acanthus Club,
is my husband; he married me a little
over a month ago,” replied Millie, pro
ducing the envelope.
"I can’t believe it,” said Doris, slow
ly, but she had grown very pale; "it
seems so impossible -and yet ”
A knock at the front door interrupted
her. "That will he he,” she cried eag
erly; “now we can have this cleared.”
She opened Ihe door. “Jane. If that's
Mr. Carew, show him in here.”
Very faintly through the closed door
the two women heard the footsteps of
someone in the hall. Mrs. Carew
stood by the corner of the table mo
tionless, hut Doris, In a fever of anx
iety, moved restlessly to and fro. The
moments seemed to drag, the delay to
be endless, hut really ouly a couple of
minutes had passed before the door
opened again, and the maid’s voice an
nounced “Mr. Carew.”
A young man strode in. “Doris!” lie
cried, as lie came toward Miss Forbes
with outstretched hand and a smile on
his face, hut she just touched the ex
tended fingers and indicated Millie.
“Do you know this lady?” she asked.
HI.
The young man announced as Mr.
and Mrs. Carew looked at one another
across ihe table, “I have not, to my
knowledge, that pleasure,” lie said po
litely, and then stared with amaze
ment at Hie relief on his betrothed’s
face and the iiewilderrnent on that of
the strange lady.
"I knew it!" cried Doris with heart
felt relief. “She said she must he
crazy—that you were her husband.”
"I her husband!”
“Is tills your Henry Carew?” Millie
finally found voice to say to Doris.
Yes, of course it is! Now will you
kindly explain wliat you mean by say
ing he married you a month ago?”
"I never saw this gentleman before
in my life. I said I was married to
Henry Carew; in my husband's pocket
this evening I found the letter 1
showed you just now.”
In fact, except being about tile same
height, there was not the smallest re
semblance between the visitor and Mil
lie's husband.
“Ah. the letter!” cried Doris; “that's
what so bewildered me.” She turned
to her Harry. “Where is the letter 1
wrote you by the first post this morn
ing. addressed to your club, which you
ought to have received?”
"I did receive It; at 2 o’clock to-day.
when I went to the Acanthus for
luncheon. “1 have it now,”—he dived
into his breast pocket of his great coat
—“why, no! it's gone."
“How did it got into my husband's
coat?” demanded Millie; “that’s where
I found It.”
Henry Carew the second took the let
ter and envelope Mrs. Carew produced
and gazed wouderingly at them.
"This is positively uncanny!” he stated.
“Has the coat been out of your pos
session?'’ asked Doris, as he seemed
unable to give any explanation.
“Let me think. 1 read the letter in
the vestibule and put it in the breast
pocket of my overcoat. I hung the coat
on a peg in the luncheon room while 1
lunched. Then 1 put it on and went
nut. No, 1 didn't. I had half an hour
to spare, and had a game of billiards
and gave the coat to a waiter, and he
brought it to me when I finished, and
I put it on and went out. All! Is your
husband a Henry Carew?” Inquired
lie young man of Millie.
“Of course,” said Mrs. Carew, impa
tiently. “or all this trouble wouldn't
have arisen." *
"Then l believe I know who your
husband is.” was the triumphal reply.
Millie, who in her bewilderment, was
beginning tc wonder whether the ex
istence of her Harry was not imagina
tion ou her part, gave him all her at
tention, and Doris began to think her
supposition that her visitor was crazy
might be incorrect.
“He’s Paul Carew. the junior part
ner of Stephens & Cos., the wool brok
ers?” asked the young man.
“Yes, yes,” cried Mrs. Carew, eag
erly, and in her excitement ungram
matically added, lik- the monks when
they spotted the thieving jackdaw,
"that’s him!”
“But still,” continued Miss Forbes's
Harry, speaking more to himself than
to liis eager audience, “that doesn’t ex
plain how lie got—why, X don’t believe
this is my coat!”
He was feeling in the pockets of Ids
overcoat with a puzzled expression,
and looking at a season ticket pass
drawn from the ticket pocket.
“That's Harry’s ticket! You’ve got
on his coat,” cried Millie, a ray cf light
illuminating Ibe puzzle, '“and lie's got
yours—hut they’re exactly alike.”
“Of course they are.” said Harry Ca
rew; “Harry and I patronize the same
tailor. He must have been at the club
to-day, though I didn't see him, and
the waiter mixed up our coats.”
“Y’ou know my husband?”
“I should think I do. Why, we're
first cousins, and have been great
chums till a year ago, when we quar
reled over some trifling matter, and
haven't spoken since. 1 heard lie re
cently married. Hasn’t he never told
you of his cousin Harry Carew? Fancy
that!”
“Well, Harry,” said Doris, “you’ve
never told me you had a cousin of the
same name ns yourself.”
"Haven’t I? That’s just how we’ve
drifted apart. I'must make it up with
Harry; I’m Harry Solus, he's Henry
Paul Carew. Now, is everything clear
to you two Indies, and are the charac
ters of Harry and Harry Paul cleared?”
And both the matron and the maid
declared the two Harry Carews were
completely vindicated.
Harry went home with his relation
by marriage to fetch his own overcoat
and return his cousin’s, and then left
with a message to his old chum that
be would call on him on the morrow
at Ills office and “make up” their quar
rel, and presently Mr. Carew returned
and Millie made full confession of all
that had happened since his departure.
So, the moral of it is. never judge by
(lrcumstaiitial evidence. New Y'ork
News.
ft<nr to lia Popular.
Appear happy even it you are not.
Happiness Is never out of place except
at funerals. Even then it Is hotter to
check it with your coat at the doer
than to leave It at home.
If you have a stroke of luck see that
an account of St is thoroughly circu
lated. The reputation of being lucky
Is a powerful magnet if you want a
large following of friends.
Wear an air of prosperity at all
times, even while availing yourself of
the bankruptcy law. No one (except
your creditors) will think less cf you
for looking prosperous at such a time.
One of the most Important requisites
lo attain popularity is to dross well.
Your jewels may be imitation, but you
must have a good tailor, l-’cw can tell
the real from the false in the matter
of gems, but even n “Buttons” will
sneer at your back If your coat has not
the proper cut.
Whet: you converse let it he lightly
about nothing in particular. Remarks
that Indicate deep thought, sincere sen
timent or strong feeling are had form,
and won't he tolerated by fashionable
people. If you don't know how to talk
without saying something, learn how
to listen effectively. There are always
plenty o” people ready to he enrolled
among the friends of a good listener.
In short, the happier and luckier and
more prosperous you seem, the better
dressed you are, and (he less you say,
the more friends you will have.—Fran
cesca di Maria, In Life.
Didn’t Know Enough to ltetreat.
Among the amusing features of the
recent mimic war, one lucid ant is re
counted by Adjutant-General Thomas
Barry, Chief of Staff, as one of the
most unusual conflicts in the history of
war. Among the points defended ’ey
ihe Army was a signal station on Mon
tnufc Point. Here was stationed a
horse battery, intended to cover the
Signal Corps and also intended to be
able'to withdraw in case of serious at
tack. This latter duty was not fully
comprehended by the gallant artillery
men. Accordingly, when the Kear
-arge, the Alabama, the Brooklyn, the
Olympia and all the other big ships cf
the fleet sailed up and opened their
batteries on the signal station, bring
ing into play every gun, from the 13-
inch to the rapid tire ones, the defend
ers of (lie shore displayed no intention
of retreat.
Wheeling their tv.M email cannon intc
point blank range, they returned the
tire of the combined fleet. Faster and
faster came the shots if the horse
artillery. Theoretically they were an
nihilated: practically, they were only
spurred to still greater activity. Not
until the umpires signaled them to stop
firing, and later informed them that
they were all dead, did the brave gun
ners pause. Not dues the day of the
Mntanzas mule has so unequal a fight
been waged co si.cectsfuUy— New York
Tribute.
J r.ktlce.
Tim diff ~rer.ee. in human criuior.s re
sulting from ihe tack of an absolute
standard fin is uo more perfect exam
ple than the practical attempts of men
to define justice. One judge at law
will sentence a man torn year's confine
ment in prison for an offense consid
ered by another judge worthy of, say,
ten years. The one i lakes allowance
for mitigating circumstances: the other
looks at only the offense. Which is the
more just? Considering the definition
of the word justice, a word best paral
leled by equity, surely the beauty ef
the right dwells with the milder judge.
—New York News
THE BRUNSWICK DAILY NEWS.
york fashions
New Y’ork City.—Waists wjjh round
yokes and circular berthas are gener
ally becoming and are seen among the
latest models. The smart May Manton
WAIST WITH BERTHA.
example illustrated is made of pastel
pink louisiue silk with yoke and lower
sleeves of panne in the same shade
overlaid with applique of heavy cream
lace. Cream lace edges the bertha and
medallions are applied at intervals.
All waist and gown materials are suit
able and when desired for evening
wear the yoke and lower sleeves can
he omitted as show in the small sketch.
The foundation lining fits snugly and
closes at the centre front, but separate
ly from the waist. The full portions of
the waist proper are gathered and ar- !
ranged over the lining, closing invisibly j
at the centre front. The yoke closes at .
the left shoulder seam. The circular j
bertha falls in graceful ripples from
the lower edge of yoke. The sleeves
are made with snug fitted linings,
which are faced to the elbows and full
drooping puffs are arranged over the
upper portions.
The quantity of material required for
the medium size is three and three
quarter yards twenty-one inches wide,
three and a half yards twenty-seven
inches wide or two yards forty-four
Inches wide, with one and a quarter
yards eighteen. inches wide for yoke
collar and lower sleeves.
Womnn's Kimono.
Every woman knows the luxury of
a kimono gown. The novel May Man
ton one illustrated In the large draw
ing Includes all the essential and fa
miliar characteristics with some new
features that make it peculiarly desir
able. As illustrated it is of‘Japanese
cotton crepe showing a design in delft
blue ou a creamy ground with bands
and sash of plain Japanese silk in the
same shade of blue, but all materials
used for negligees are appropriate.
The kimono is made with deep yoke
or short-body portions, to which is
joined the graceful rippled skirt. Fin
ishing the front edges are bands of the
silk, and the collar is made double and
rolled over at the neck. The fronts
lap widely in closing and passed around
the body over the lower edge of the
yoke under the arms and over the bust
is the sash that is tied iu a soft knot
from which droop the long ends ft the
left side. The sleeves are in bell shape,
finished with bands matching those at
the front.
The quantity of material required for
the medium size is ten and a quarter
yards twenty-one inches wide, eight
yards twenty-seven inches wide, seven
and three-quarter yards thirty-two
inches wide or six yards forty-four
inches wide, with two yards of plain
silk twenty-one Inches wide for collar,
sash and band trimming.
Glace Gowns.
Very smart are some of the glace
models which are daily coming over
from Paris. Many of them are
trimmed with a charming applique
work in velvet, which gives the neces
sary touch of solidity to the simple
taffeta frock. Taffeta in the new
shade of green, with a large collar of
Irish crochet, made in simple Russian
blouse fashion, with a wide belt, forms
a ravishing toilet. Some of these taf
fetas are decorated with little silk
cords—that is to say, the plain skirt
laces down the front with silk cords—
finished with fancy pompons of silk,
the bodice, of course, being treated in
a like manner.
Fam y Gimp* ami Braids.
Fancy gimps and braids will be used
on many styles of dress. Galloons
both wide and narrow are in favor,
and are to lie worn in all the dark
and some of tile neutral tones, match
ing plain dress fabrics, the narrower
braids often finished with flecks, or a
tiny line of red, gold, white or silver
at each edge.
Belt a of the Fabric of the I>re*.
Dressmakers are using pretty girdles
and belts formed of the dress fabrics
extensively. These belts have the ad
vantage of making the waist seem
longer than when one of leather, satin
or other contrasting material or color
is used.
TtlQ Slot-Seam KfTect.
The slot-seam effect is very promi
nent this season on both skirts, jack
ets and bodices. It is a marked char
acteristic of many of the French mod
els now being received by American
designers and Importers.
KI MONA FOR A WOMAN.
Lavender In flip French Lint.
Old-fashioned lavender perfume lias
come back to favor. It appears iu the
list of French extracts and sachets,
and it is also used on artificial flowers
made in Paris.
A Stylish New Shirt TValat.
The Duchess closing is the charac
teristic feature of a stylish new shirt
waist that may be made either with
or without its additional straps and
belt and short postillion tabs.
Jacket.
Loose jackets. In box style, are much
in vogue for young girls and make
ideal cool weather wraps, jhey slip
on and off with ease and being loose
admit of an additional under wrap
when the weather demands. The sea
son’s display shows them in tan, covert
and black cloth, in silk interlined and
in cheviot. This May Manton model is
adapted to all materials, but as shown
is of tan cloth stitched with eortieelli
silk.
The jacket includes loose fronts and
half-fitted backs, that are joined by
means of curved under arm gores, and
closes at the left side in double-breast
ed style. The sleeves are in hell shape
and fit smoothly at the arms-eyes. At
the neck is a deep tum-ovM collar.
The quantity of materiarrequired for
JACKET FOR A MISS.
the medium size is three and three
quarter yards twenty-one inches wide,
two yards forty-four inches wide or
one and a half yards fifty-two inches
wide.
NOVEMBER 2
,HER IDEAL
She liked to read about a man
YVho fought and thought it fun ’
To go and kill a grizzly bear
And eat him underdone.
She loved the cavalier whose plume
Was foremost in the fight,
Who flirted with the pretty girls
And stayed out late at night.
But wiien it came to real life
She tossed her books aside,
Unto no swaggering hero bold;
She turned with wifely pride.
In peace and comfort she deeide>
Through life’s short span to go;
Her husband wears a monocle
And murmurs “Don't you know.”
—Washington Star.
He—“ Suppose our marriage isn’t a
success?” She—“ Well, we can divide
the presents.”—Judge.
"Papa, what is a man of one idea?”
"Any man, my son, who has an Idea
that differs from yours.”—Chicago Tri
bune.
“Fapa. what is the difference be
tween the optimist and a pessimist?”
“Oh, all the way from ten thousand
dollars to a million a year."—Life.
I gneve to see these millionaires
Who glitter on the highway
Spend money on these fads of theirs.
I wish they’d spend it my way.
—Washington Star.
"How nice it would be,” mused the:
merchant, "if my clerks would take as
much interest in my business as they
do in everybody else's." —Indianapolis
Sun.
“I thought Dolly had decided to em
brace the profession of law?" "Site
had, but a profession of love came her
way and she decided to embrace that."
-Judge.
“He thinks of having liis poems pub
lished in hook form.” "Well, that's the
best way of putting them where they
won't bother anybody.”—Philadelphia
Bulletin.
Little Clarence (with a rising inflec
tion)—“Pa?” Mr. Callipers (wearily)—
"Ih?” Little Clarence—“l’c, what is ;i
perch?” Mr. Callipers—“Something ta
come down from.”—Puck.
Oil. 1 do not care for life's riddle;
I’m contented with my lot,
For the buckwheat's on the griddle.
And the syrup t lu the pot.
-Philadelphia Record.
"Helen said she was tired of liaviug
people agree with her about every?-
thing.” "Well, she's just broken off
her engagement with Jack. They had
a little disagreement.” Detroit Free
Press.
Mr. Gitmpps—“That hoy will never
he good for anything until he marries.”
Mrs. Gnmpps—"l suppose not.” Mr.
Gumpps—“No. He's got to get over
ihe habit of hanging around the house.”
—New York Weekly.
He was practical, ami had been mak
ing love on that basis. She was a little
that way herself. "Can you cook?”
ho inquired. “Can you supply every
thing to be cooked?” she replied. It
was a match. -Tit-Bits.
Diver—“ Did you mark the spot where
Vour comrade fell out of the boat and
was drowned?” O’Lafferty—“Shure, Oi
did. OI took a piece av wood an’ left
it floatin’ on tli watlier at th' very
place he went down, sor.”—-Ohio State
Journal.
“She is very artistic,” sakl the im
pressionable youth. "Yes,” answered
the man with the steely eye, “she is
one of the sort of girls who think a
bunch of band-painted daisies are more
Important on a dinner plate than an
omelette.”—Washington Star.
l'lie Meu Who Break Down.
When a man standing at the head of
i fast business breaks down file papers
begin to talk of the enormous pressure
of modern life, especially in the lines
of finance and industrial activity.
There are railway presidents who
stand a great amount of business
strain, hut they waste none of their
energies, and are temperate, as all
men of great affairs must he. if they
would hold their own in these busy
days.
While a great business involves large
responsibilities, a strong man at the
head of it will be found to have se
lected capable assistants, often younger
men with great power of resisting
strain. The railway president, bank
president or head of a trust has his
staff; his business is systematized, and
a large part of his worth to his cor
poration consists in his ability to pick
good men for responsible places.
When one comes to look over the list
of men broken down in business it is
among those having small business
that the greater number will be found.
The man in a small way rarely can
afford to have capable assistants; he
must “do it all himself,” and hence
worry and overdoing. There is more of
a chance for brain fag in a small shop
or agency than in a big business.—Mex
ican Herald.
■What It Menus to “Corner” Grain,
Corners in grain are made possible
by a scarcity of cash grain, due to
drouth, large shipments abroad, ina
bility to move grain held by farmers,
simultaneous big purchases on the part
of a number of large buyers, and nu
merous other agencies. The most suc
cessful corner i3 usually the one that
is most natural: that is, the least un
forced. For this reason the big wheat
corner of ’SI (run by the same syndi
cate that failed so signally in ‘ST) is
regarded as the most successful corner
in the history of the board in the
amount of grain handled and the actual
profits resulting from its termination.
With 30,000,000 bushels of wheat in
hand this syndicate closed with the
price at 51.40 a bushel; and the sound
ness of their calculations was proved
when, subsequently, the price of wheat
actually advanced ten cents' beyond \
this figure.—The Pilgrim.