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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.