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WEDNESDAY
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THE SAN ANTONIO LIGHT
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CIRCULATION lOK NOVEMBER 1915.
The total daily average circulation of the daily edi-
tion of The ban Antonio l ight during the month of
November. 1915. was 20504 copies and of the Sunday
edition was 25888. Omitting all spoiled left over un-
sold returned filed samples advertisers ami exchanges
the total net paid average of the daily edition was
18697 copies aud of tho Sunday edition 22898 copies.
The circulation of The San Antonio I.ight has be*n
certified to by the Audit Bureau of Circulation. The
audit of this bureau which embraces in its membership
every leading newspaper magazine and advertiser in the
United States and Canada is regarded as authoritative
and final by the advertisers of America and Europe.
The San Antonio Light as a result of the above audit
can guarantee Its advertisers 50 per cent mor® paid
circulation direct to the home in San Antonio than any
other newspaper.
IT WOULDN’T DO.
When the American Defense Society
Sent its recent communication to Secretary
of War Garr^on. asking that he set aside
the order forbidding army officers to pub-
licly discuss preparedness its officials had
the best of intentions but hardly stopped
to consider what would be the effect if
their petition were granted.
The idea of the society of course was
that if the rule against talking for pub-
lication were removed all army officers—-
the men who are in a position to know
technically what the country needs—-
would be able to give the country the
benefit of their expert knowledge. It
might then follow that the people could
make up their minds what action they de-
sire from Congress and instruct their
representatives accordingly.
But in practice the idea would work
harm rather than good. Every fledgling
lieutenant would have as much right to
rpsl^into print as the major general com-
manding an army corps. In less than a
week theories would be contradicting
theories. The result would not be espe-
cially illuminating to say nothing of the
time that soldiers might spend in making
unofficial reports to the public—time that
they are expected to devote to the im-
provement of the army and its proper
preparation under the orders of their su-
perior officers.
As a matter of fact every officer in the
army is liable to be called upon when his
advice will help to inform the heads of
the army as to what is needed in the wav
of improvement and the higher officers
of the military establishment are seeking
in every way to get such recommenda-
tions and weed out the best to include in
their reports. Ultimately such good rec-
ommendations become a part of the re-
ports of the general staff which are pub-
lished by the authority of the secretary of
war or spread on the records of Congress.
If the people of the country were not
allowed to know what the general staff
recommends there would be good excuse
for a demand that the secretary of war
make those reports public but this is not
claimed. To encourage every officer from
top to bottom to rush into public print with
his ideas would not help. The recommen-
dations need to be digested and harmon-
ized before they reach the public.
“ARISE YE DEAD!”
Of all the deeds of heroism that have!
been dene or will hereafter be done ini
the great war none will transcend that
of a young non-commissioned officer of
the French army who has been deserved-
ly promoted and decorated for his gal-
lantry. It is doubtful if the entire his-j
tory of war holds a record of a more |
dramatic achievement.
Of all the soldiers who fought their'
way to fame the power to instill their
own fighting spirit into others was pre-!
eminent in Napoleon and in Philip Sher-!
idan. It was also possessed in marked!
degree by John B. Gurdon of Georgia!
but none of these men great fighters'
though they were ever performed such i
a deed as this young Frenchman who!
would seem to possess also the power
of infusing his own spirit into the souls
of others.
The young sergeant whose name is
Pericard was one of a party holding a
trench that was attacked by the Germans.
The I rench foughAuntil ail their officers
were killed or wounded and only a few
iner. left. These retreated from the
trench leasing it to the Germans. After
fall.ng back a short distance the ser-
geant inflamed with wrath at the
thought of losing the trench ran back to
it by himself. Ue entered it at a point
where the French dead wounded and dy-
ing lay thick and where at the moment
there happened to be only a few Ger-
mans. Standing among his prostrate
comrades he shouted:
hy are you lying there. Arise ye
dead and follow me." Seizing a hand
grenade he hurled it at the astonished
| Germans all the time calling "Arise ye
dead and follow me.” In a moment a
Iman who had been lying on the ground
staggered to his feet and joined him in
‘the attack then came another and an-
other. The young sergeant led them
on. more men constantly rising to his
erv of "Arise ye dead” until he had
gained possession of a portion of the
i trench. Then the real fight commenced
for the Germans rallied in force to rc-
ga:n the lost ground.
"I don't know much about it” said the
sergeant later in the hospital. “I only
remember that it was an awful fight. I
kept calling the men and the men kept
coming. Then we ran out of hand gren-j
। ades. and then there were some more
I grenades. I said to a man ‘Where did
you get them’ and he said ‘I dug them
lout of the earth.’ Then we had no cart-
| ridges then there were some cartridges •
And then I was wounded and then we
fought on. and then we had won the
trench again. And that is all I knowJ
about it.”
In its military significance the deed of!
course was small. In its spiritual effect]
on the soldiers of France the act of that
sergeant bids fair to become immortal.
If it does not it will be because the hu-
man race has tailed to appreciate a rare!
combination of lofty heroism and a truly'
vivid dramatic situation—and the world ‘
never yet has failed to respond to the I
call of a deed such as that.
THE MEANEST MAN.
। The New York police claim to have
[ discot cred "the meanest man in the
world.” That is. they have not discov-]
ered him; they have merely "ta^en cogni-
zance” of him. which is about as near as|
the New York police ever get to discov-l
cring things that go on right under their I
noses. But they have marked his trail!
which leads to Central Park where aj
municipal menagerie is maintained. In!
the park “the meanest man” threw an I
open knife into the yawning mouth of]
“Miss Murphy” a female hippopotamus]
whose "husband” by the way is named!
"Caliph." But the domestic infelicity
suggested by the names has nothing to
do with "the meanest man.” who gained!
his title because New Yorkers regard New]
York as the whole of creation—at least of .
ail creation that is worth while.
Of course that was a mean act and as!
is usually the case "the meanest man”]
escaped. Now the police are trying!
to identify this man as the one who had
previously fed arsenic to the only twoj
camel- in the menagerie. Whether these!
two acts were committed by one person!
or by two person'. Sing Sing or Mattea-
wan cries for expiation. Perhaps the lat-
ter institution has the better claim to be 1
heard.
A competitor for the title of "the mean-j
cst man in the world” appeared in San]
Antonio just before Christmas and “lift-1
ed” several turkeys that were being fat-
tened for the inmates of one of the citv’s
orphanages. Perhaps he was so hungry
that he would have welcomed jail fare for
a few weeks but the chances are that he
could not get into an insane asylum so
easily as might the person or persons
who fed a pocket knife to a hippopotamus
and arsenic to camels.
"The meanest man” like the poor “is
with us always.” He makes his appear-
ance every day in the year in various ca-
pacities. but it is usually on “state oc-
casions” that he is recognized. Some-
times he is simply crazy and then he!
does not deserve his title for meanness
loses its malicious character when it pro-
ceeds from a diseased mind. At other
times he appears as a confirmed criminal
and here again he must forfeit his title
as the mind of the confirmed criminal is |
supposed to be unbalanced. Certainly!
the veteran criminal is not a normal hu-
man being: if he was everybody would
be a criminal. "The meanest man in the
world" is neither a zany nor a criminal.
He is in full possession of his faculties
land his meanness consists not in feeding
knives or poison to dumb animals or in
! stealing food from the mouths of helpless
children but in searing the soul of a fel-
i low-being with the white-hot iron of in-
: gratitude or in piercing the heart of
J friendship or of love with the poniard of
| hate.
Absolute meanness proceeds direct from
selfishness. Physical pain can be «uffcrcd
with a smile by the Spartan-like and
! without lasting effect by those who arc
more susceptible. It is the spiritual pain
| that leaves its poison as a root to take
’fresh growth. Physical pain affects the
| mind indirectly. Spiritual pain affects it
• directly so that its imprints cannot be
.erased. A classical example of meanness
| is the act of the man who wantonly kills
his faithful dog. It has become classical
because of its concreteness which appeals
| strongly to the imagination. Through the
mind s eye the dog can be seen in the
I throes of death licking the hand of the
j cruel master. But human beings less
I simple in their reactions than a dog suf-
jfcr spiritual injuries in concealed pain.
Says the poet in the “Ballad of Reading
Gaol” expressing philosophical remorse
for his own crime: “We always kill the
thing we love.’’. It is one of the para-
doxes of life. To be mean is ofttimes to
be unthoughtful and unthoughtfulness is
not a crime in the eyes of the law. So
in final analysis “the meanest man in the
world” may be the man who is untrue to
himself.
oo
DANGER AHEAD.
A great danger threatens the men of
the earth. In some instances it threatens
the women too only they don’t know it.
The danger is not only imminent—it is in-
evitable. For some there is no escaping
it; for others it is an impending calamity
that may be avoided only through the
offices of good luck. Some men may be
so unprepossessing in appearance as to be
immune. In that case homeliness to say
J nothing of downright ugliness may as-
] sume a character which it seldom enjoys
■in a world in which pulchritude is at a
premium.
For lo! the earth is about to enter upon
another leap year! Leap years are like
| presidential years; the atmosphere is full
of uncertainty; danger lurks around every
corner and a false step may be fatal.
Likewise as in politics it is often the un-
expected that happens when a leap year
• casts its magic spell over the affairs of
1 man.
The possibilities of leap year arc al-
ways great. In the year 1916 the old
possibilities partake of the nature of near-
! certainties in all cases and of absolute
certainties in others. For instance the
suffragettes are more in evidence than
they were in 1912 the last leap year.
Suffragettes do not wait for leap year.
Only the other day one of their leaders
Mrs. Inez Milholland Boissevain an-
nounced triumphantly that in her own
case she had done the proposing. It would
require a brave man to inquire of her
whether she now does the disposing as
well. Already she has stirred up a com-]
motion in the Ford peace party by seek-
ing to direct. Not only did she an-
nounce that she had proposed to her!
husband but she recommended that the |
unattached members of her sex follow her!
example. That would be one way to|
show an independence of spirit even if]
there were no other reason for marrving.I
Perhaps the suffragettes may adopt it as
a means of advancing their cause; after
the men had realized that the women were
competent to “pop the question” maybe
the men would realize also that the worn-!
en were capable of doing less difficult]
things—running the government for in- 1
stance. Verily the way to demonstrate
is to demonstrate.
There are plenty of possibilities on this’
sid: of the world without mentioning
those on the other side. But a plenty is
not enough when leap year is the subject.
Wherefore it may be said that the ex-
pected migration from Europe to America
may begin before the conclusion of peace.
Talk of peace! There may be no peace
of American bachelorhood. \\ ith Europe
manless the only safe place for bashful
bachelors would be at the bottom of the
briny depths—and even there the mer-
maids unless they wot not of human af-
fairs. might take advantage of the lapse
of conventionalities which the New Year
affords.
oo
Texans should Kaise Poultry.
The annual farm income from poultry in
Texas is $35.08 in California $256.HR. in New
Jersey $221.49. The average farm poultry in-
come in all tho states in the Union is $92.30
These figures aid in clearing up the sweeping
statement made in previous paragraphs. If th»
Texas farmer kept and fed as many chickens as
the average United States farmer $ 1400V000
would annually be added to the agricultural
wealth of Texa-*«. Under average conditions it
should not coat more than 10c to 12<* to produce
a dozen egg?. A dozen first-class < ggs. eggs that
are above suspicion will command 25c or more
any day in the year in Toxas markets. The reason
that some eggs do not bring as much is because
; they are of a poor quality. Texas eggs no doubt
are the poorest in the country because they an
given little care. Our eggs often are described in
some of the leading markets as light weak sickly
| and suspicious. To get a better price for out
| eggs we must first produce a bettor egg. First
class of the highest quality eggs* always are in
i demand at a premium.—Beaumont Jouma’.
oo
A Pleasant Task.
There is nothing strange or improbable in tlu
news that James J. Hill will take a leading pari
in the rehabilitation of Belgium after the war.
< »n the contrary he has the most powerful per-
sonal reasons for desiring a share and a promi-
nent share in that beneficent work. As is wdl
knowfi by this time when King Albert was a
prince he < anio to St. Paul and was closely as-
sociated with Mr. Hill in his study of American
railroads and finance. A close bond of friend-
ship grew up between the two men and that
bond has been strengthened by the events of the
past year and a half one has no difficulty in
believing that the St. Paul magnate would look
upon the chance to help restore his friend's king-
dom to Its former position in the world as among
the most pleasing opportunities for utilizing his
resources and his influence that have ever come
to him.—St. Paul Dispatch.
oo
Shifting War Bases.
Apparently the whole British military sys-
tem Is undergoing a thorough shake-up. Com-
manders from the highest to the lowest grades
I are being changed plans of campaign modified
। and battle fronts shifted. Something portentious
is in the air. but whether these things are in re-
sponse to new conditions created by enemy op-
erations or are in furtherance of a new pro-
gram of offensive is not made puldic. In all
probability there is a combination of elements
that have created the disturbances in organiza-
tion and movement. The retirement of General
French came unexpectedly but the British pub-
lic seems to attach much importance to it and
pins high hopes upon the ability of General Haig.
—Kansas City Journal.
oo
Wants Permanent Pence.
What the world wants now is not immediate
peace but peace that may be permanent for
years to come. Manifestly no such peace is pos-
sible through outside pressure; it must come
from within when one side or the other to this
great <uufli<-t ask for the good offices uf |he
neutral nations.—Louisville Bust.
THE SAN ANTONIO LIGHT
THE RED CIRCLE
(By Albert P»y«n Terhune.)
Author of "The Fighter" "Caleb
Conover” "Syria From the Sad-
dle" etc. Novelized From the
Pathe Photo Play of the Same
Name by Will M. Ritchey.
(Copyright 1»1J. by Albert Fayaon
Terhune.)
SECOND INSTALLMENT
(Continued from Monday.)
“What was the number?” asked
r the chief taking out a pencil and
» and drawing a scratchpad toward
r him.
» ‘The number uf my car? It was
' 126.694.”
“The deuce it was!” cried lamar
? dropping the license book and start-
ing forward. You’re sure of that?
Su re?”
“Of course 1 am. It’s my car. Its
• number is 126694. Why? Do you
know anything about it?”
i Disregarding the question Lamar
produced a card and handed it to
Chief Allen.
I “That’s the number I jotted down”
» he said. “The number of tho car
with the Red Circle Woman in it.”
I “12669 1!“ read the chief.
“What’s that? What’s that?” de-
manded Grant eagerly. “What are
. you talking about you two? How
. did you got my license number on
that card?’’
Brusquely he snatched the card
' from the chief. It s!ippod from his
awkward fingers as he grasped it
and fell tn the floor beneath the
. window sill.
Grant stooped to pick it up. As
he rose his gaze fell on the busy
. street just outside with its hurry-
ing traffic on sidewalk and asphalt.
: At the same moment a big automo-
! bile wriggled ou* of a vihicle-jam
and flashed past the window. Grant
gave one incredulous look then
bawled:
“There’s my car! There it is
now! ’See?”
The two others sprang to his side
just in time to see the number at
the back of the fast-receding auto-
moblle.
“Come one!’’ exclaimed the chief
as lie boiled from the room with
Lamar and Grant at his heels.
At tho outer entrance of police
headquarters a motorcycle police-
man was dismounting.
“Follow that car!’’ ordered tho
I chief. “That limousine there. The
Inumber's 126694. Gel it. Arrest the
chauffeur and hold the car till we
। got there. Don’t let anyone get out
; of it.”
I His final instructions were fairly
I creamed for the fleet motorcycle
j was already under way. Tn the alloy
| at tho side of police headquarters a
i departmental automobile was wait-
! ing. The chief gave a swift com-
! mand to its drowsing chauffeur then
jumped into the tonneau. Lamarand
Grant piling in after him.
Off whizzed the car: in the wake
of the motorcycle which was with
difficulty keeping un the track of
[the sto’en limousine. The limousine’s
occupants seemed to know they
j were followed for the big machine
I put on a new burst of speed that
I carried it along in a cloud of its own
l dust and sent it around corners on
I two wheels.
“of course they know we’re after
1 ’em.” said the < hlef in answer to a
Hiiery from Grant. “Why shouldn’t
they? People that steal a car arc
are sure to keep a good lookout be-
hind. And when they see a cycle-
cop and a departmental auto coming
after ’em they know it’s a case of
speed up or be pinched. I’t even
money some traffic man will stop
’em in short order if they keep up
that pace through busy streets.”
As if the same thought had occur-
red to the runaways the car swung
pcriious!> around another corner
and down a residential boulevard.
MorMreycle and departmental ear
followed. Twenty seconds later they
had come to a jarring standstill
alongside the automobile they
sought. It was standing near the
entrance of a small park. The chauf-
feur was in his seat unconcerned as
though in front of his own employ-
er's door.
Lnmor and the chief tumbled out
<»f their car before it had fairly
stopp'd: and they ran at top speed!
tovard the captured limousine. One]
on • i< h side they jerked open the <
limousine's doors. Each encounter-
ered 1 He other’s face peering in at
the opposite doors.
The tonneau of the limousine was
empty!
Grant was dancing in fury and
shaking his fist at his mildly sur-
priFt d chauffeur.
“What d'ye mean by it?” he
shrieked. "What’n blazes d’ye mean
by it. Garvice?”
“Mean by what?” stammered the
chauffeur.
“Running off this way with my
car. You're—"
“I didn’t.’’ stoutly denied Garvice.
■'You said to.’’
“I said to? I said to? Are you ;
crazy or only crazy drunk? What*
d’ye mean m> saying—?”
The chauffeur had been fumbling
in his pocket. Now he produced a
card and sullenly handed it to his
employer
“There’s your own orders” he
growled.
Lamar glancing over Grant's
shoulder saw the card was George
Grant's own: and on it; above the
name was scrawled in pencil:
<>. K. Take brarer where she
wishes.
“Well I’ll be —I’’l be—” sputtered
the bewildered Gra'ht.
Rut his expletive was drowned in
a shout of involuntary laughter from
Lamar.
“A forgery. T suppose.” chckled
Max: “But you can hardly blame
the fellow;’’ then sharply to the
scowling Garvice: “Where is she?
What became of her?”
“Said she was goin’ for a stroll in
the park there.” grunted the chauf-
feur. “Told me to wait. First made
me hit a fifty-mile clip an’ then tolls
me to wait while the loafs around a
meas!) park. Funny business 1 call
1 it.”
“Which way did she go?” persisted
Lamar.
“Down that path the left. Fun-
| ny business. I call it. to—”
Lamar has already started in the
। direction the chauffeur pointed out;
and the chief and Grant ranged
! alongside of him a. he strode along.
"We’ll look down this path to the
end.” suggested the chief “and then
veil separate and quarter the while
park for her. If she’s still- in here
anywhere we ought to find her. The
» place isn’t much more than an acre
or so. If it wasn’t for all these
shrubs we could see her in three
• seconds. Hurry! She may have left
i the park at the far side.”
But the veiled woman in black
had not left the park. She had
merely left the park path and had
crept into the shubbery.
She sped along like a black wraith;
noise'ess furtive uncanny. Onct
she raised her right hand’ to part
some bushes tha barred her way.
The hand was small white infinitely
graceful in contour. But on its back
throbbed an angry crimson scar; out-
lined like an irregular ring.
Through the high bushes she crept;
and Into a tiny glade hemmed in
by shrubbery. There she baited.
Deftly she slipped out of the shape-
lessly enveloping black coat. The
coat was lined with white sa£in.
The woman’s dress also was snow
white. With quick ykil) she pro-
ceeded to fold the coat inside out
in such way that no portion of th?
black was visible. Then she draped
it carelessly over her white-sleeved
arm. To all intents she might
merely have been carrying a white
summer wrap that the warmth uf
the day rendered needless.
Raising both hands to her head
she undid the thick black veil took
it off. rolled it into a ball and toss-
ed it into the bushes.
A black-dad woman shrouded in
an impenetrable veil had entered
the thicket. Leas than a minute
late a girl in white dress and white
toque and carrying on her arm a
white wrap emerged upon the far-
ther path and sauntered in leisurly
fashion toward the park's opposite
entrance.
Once she glanced nervously at
the back of her right hand. But at
once her frown of apprehension
cleared away. The Red Circle had
again became invisible.
Lamar hastening along the path
with Grant and the chief saw a
beautiful girl all in white coming
toward him around a bend in the
walk. At a glance he recognized
her. And. for the instant his quest
was wholly forgotten in the queer
little thrill that seemed to run
through his body and to center con-
strlcttngly about his heart. He left
the others to follow as they might
and he pressed forward alone to
greet her.
“Miss Travis!” he exclaimed:
clasping the white hand she held-out
to him. "This is good luck! I didn’t
know this park was a favorite walk
of yours.”
“Oh but it Is!” laughed June.
“I love it. It’s so quiet and pretty.
But I didn't expect to find a busy
detective wandering dreamily about
in it. I though detectives were al-
ways—”
"Crime specialist. please Miss
Travis” interrupted Lamar. “That
is if you don't mind. If you know
how I hate that word ‘detec-
tive—!’ “
She became aware of his com-
panions. who stood a pace or two
distant fuming at the delay.
"I won’t detain you Mr. Crime
Specialist” she said gayly; adding
as she moved away: “But don’t
forget you promised to call and tell
me about your work.”
“Did you suppose I could forget
it?” he made answer. "And—may
I call tomorrow afternoon? Are
you going to be at home?”
“Why yes. Please come then.
Good-by.”
She walked on; leaving Umar
staring after her with a look in his
eyes that no other woman in all
his thirty busy years had been able
to evoke.
"If you’re quite through with your
pink t a" Manured the chief "sup-
pose we go on ? I only hope we
haven’t spent so much time googuo-
eyeing a girl in white that we’ll bo
too late to catch 'the woman in
black.”
"If you came out here to cut so-
ciety capers. Mr. Lamar” added
Grant acidly as they resumed
t heir pursuit ”(’hlef A lien and I
could have gotten on faster without j
you.” |
Lamar heard not n word that
cither of them said. His/brnin was
awhirl. He was saying foolishly
over and over to himself:
“Tomorrow afternoon! Tomorrow
afternoon 1’1! see her!”
When June reached her own
home her mother and Mary (her
old nurse) were on the veranda. She
hurried past them with scarce a
word and went straight to her own
room. There from tho front uf j
her dress* she drew out a sheaf? of|
papers fastened with a rubber |
band. The uppermost paper of the !
package was an official form filled
in with ink. It read:
June 12. 1915.
Seven days from date or June 19. ।
I promise to pay George Grant
dollars (^10) as first installment on I
my loan of one hundred dollar*- '
($100). plus interest at the rate of I
io per cent a week. Total payment
due $2O.
(Sigmxl) John L. Peterson.
Jane Travis’ fingers rifled the
sheaf. Most of the papers were of j
muc h the same nature as was the (
first; and for varying sums: at ex-
orbitant interest. Each document
was mute witness to a tale of pov-
erty and of the greedy advantage
Grant had taken of such poverty.
Gathering up the papers June
went into her sitting hoom placed
a chair in front of a typewriter and ;
began to tap away at the keys. For!
a full hour she wrote—a bare half- ’
dozen lines on each sheet —address- '
ing an envelope for each.
This task finished she stacked the •
little pile of letters ready for mail- I
ing. Without waiting lo put on her [
hat she ran downstairs and out of ’
the house b> a rear door to a {
nearby maiibax. In this she posted
her stack of letters and made her
wav hark to her sitting room un- ;
m^kied. After which she once
more picked up the documents stol-
en from George Grant's desk
crumpled them into a ball; set a
match to them; held them until they
■ and tossed them Into
th? fireplace.
“There goes a sheafe of heart-
aches!” she sighed. “Oh if only all
poverty could be destroyed as easi-
ly!”
Mary Juno’s nurse was more a
member of th? Travis family than a
s?rvant. She had lived with Mrs.
Travis since long before June was
born: she had comforted the strick-
en wife when her husband died; she
had loved June from the day of the
winsome girl’s birth.
In early days it was Mary who
had stood between June and every
punishment: in later days the nurse
was even more closely her confi-
danAe than was Mrs. Travis her-
self:
When June had come that day
and. passing Mary and Mrs. Travis
on the veranda had gone on to her
room Mary's anxious eyes had read
the girl's face and had seen trouble
’urking there. .
The nurse had said nothing; but.
later. w*hen June did not reappear
she followed her upstairs. Softly she
tried the door of the girl’s sitting
room. It was locked. Mary bent
down to see. through the keyhole if
June were still in the room. She
had had a brief glimpse of her:
kneeling at the fireplace watching
some papers burn. Wondering yet
not quite daring to intrude the old
woman had tiptoed away. *
But early next morning while she
Daily Fashion Hint
VELVET FOR AFTERNOON
WEAK.
(By Mary Glynn.)
The suit of velvet for afternoon
wear has been generally accepted as
the correct thing. Most of these arc
appropriate only for dressy afternoon
wear inasmuch as they are invari-
ably e l«borately trimmed with fur.
The skirts are short necessitating
high boots and as the buttoned effect
is the accepted style these arc quite
correct. The suit illustrated was
shown in black velvet with circular
skirt which was quite short. The coat
is hip length with decided flare from
the waistline to the hips. Taupe fox
fur was featured on the cuffs and
bottom of the coat while an elabor-
ate collar of this same.fur finished
the throat. The odd cut in the coat
afforded a smart detail. The hat. a
chic creation of jet and malinc Is the
latent whim in millinery. The jet and
silk net turban is more practical
since the net is so much more dur-
able.
was putting the sitting room to
rights Mary chanced to s?e half a
charred piece of paper lying on the
hearth. She picked it up. On the
unburned half of the paper sh<‘
read :
Seven days from date or—to pay
George Grant ten—third installment
on by loan of fil'tj—plus interest at
the rate—per week. Total payment
dur sls—Signed Joe Bro—
Mary puzzled over the fragment
in stark perplexity. To her it
‘meant nothing. And she could not j
understand how her darling should
have happened to possess such a
thing or why she lia<l tried to burn
it. But as she placed the morning
newspaper on the table for Juno a
few minutes later the old woman’s
gaze fell on those staring head-
lines:
VEILED WOMAN IN BLAC K
ROBS LOAN BROKER GRANT
Notes of Client*. Owlnir Monev. Arc
Missing—Thief “Borrows”
Victim's Auto and F^vapo.
Mary let the newspaper fall to tho
f’oor from her inert hand. Again
she examined tho charred note. And
now she knew what it was.
Mr. George Grant had come late
to his office that morning. He was
in the sort of humor that makes a
poisonous snake bit? itself and die.
Ho was loud in his denunciations
of the police if ho had thus far
found no clue to the veiled theif. He
was venomously sarcastic al the
stupidity of Baals for having let the
woman Into his private offied and
at his chauffeur's idiocy for not
realizing that the penciled scrawl on
the card was a forgery. He was
even contemptuous at th? thief her-
self for merely stealing the promis-
sory notes etc. and for leaving un-
touched a fat roll of money in big
denomination biMs. that had been
in the front of one of the desk
drawers.
There was but one gleam of com-
fort in Grant’s sour heart this
bright morning. And that was his
belief that the men whose names
were signed to the missing docu-
menLs would not know of the theft.
He figured that they would go on
as usual paying the hard-wrung in-
stallments on their notes: ignorant
that those notes were no longer in
existence and that the debtors them-
selves were now legally free from
their tvrant.
(To be Continued Friday.)
VALVE OF FRI^H AIR.
From the New York Herald.
The Department of Health of this
city in its latest weekly bulletin cites
cases that strikingly illustrate the
value of “clean fresh air” as a rem-
edy for patients for whom many
forms of treatment had failed and
th? only resort se?med to be a sur-
gical operation. The lesson is too
good to b? missed.
The patients were children who as
the result of constriction of the
larynx and consequent difficulty of
breathing following laryngeal diph-
theria. had been compelled to wear
a tube in their throats for from two
to right years. Altogether 22 of
these pitiable cases were in July of
this year sent to a farmhouse near
Otisville N. V. Th? hope was not
for their cur? or even relief but that
on their return th^y all would be so
much improved in general health
that a surgical operation to relieve
them permanently might be per-
formed without risk.
To the surprise of every one. at
the end of the first month s stay in
the' country' all but four of these
“chtonlc tube cases” could breathe
freely without their tubes and more
than half of them had no difficulty
of respiration. That improvement
has been maintained and most of
them will not have to he operated
on. Fresh air did it. “clean fresh
air’’ with the chance for the chil-
dren to run around the grounds and
to live a little close to Mother Na-
ture for the via medicatrlx natural
the real restorer. In spite of al?
progress is still the great healer.
DEC. 29 1915.
Sleepy~Time Tales
X For the Little Folk x
THE GOODGIVER CLUB.
Once upon a time the girls had
raised money for many Christmas
presents for tho poor children of the
neighborhood and you will remem-
ber I told you how they bought lots
of useful things and took them
around to the poor families and how
delighted the needy ones were and
how grateful for the thoughtful
gifts.
The giving of these Christmas
presents made the little girls feel so
happy in doing good to others that
one of them suggested that it would
be a fine idea to form a club to help
the poor all the year round instead
of just at Christmas. The other
girls all agreed and they formed the
"Goodgivers" Club with a president
secretary and treasurer just like a
grown-up society.
They decided that they would give
all sorts of entertainments during
the year and would spend all they
earned to make some poor people
especially the children happy as
they could all of the time. Sick chil-
dren they were to pay particular at-
tention to for many members pf the
club remembered when they had
been sick how lonesome and sad
they felt with no company and noth-
ing to eheer them up. and they knew
it must be much worse among poor
people.
They hadn’t figured on doing any-
thing for New Year's as the club was
only formed a day or so after Christ-
mas. but their parents heard about
the Goodgivers’ Club and decided to
help start it off with some good
deeds for the new year.
So on Friday which was New
Year's eve. each little girl belonging
to the club was given a basket by
her mothet which was filled with jel-
lies jams cake and pies and which
they were told to take to some poor
families who had sick children.
There was much hustle and bustle
among the club members to get to-
gether and make a list of the sick
children but soon they remembered
a lot of them and started out to
give the baskets to the invalids.
It made -them very happy to begin
doing good so soon and you may be
sure the children who were ill were
very grateful to receive the dain-
ties. The doctors in the neighbor-
hood said they had no doubt that
the gifts of the club on New Year's
eve brought such happiness to many
of the homes that the children got
better quicker on account of it.
At the Theaters
GRAND OPERA HOUSE.
Tt • seems but yesterday that Jess
Dandy made his first trip to San An-
tonio as the Prince of Pllscn alias
i Hans Wagner. For he hasn't chang-
ed a bit and is none the worse for
splashing. O yes he still splashes
be the temperature freezing or boil-
ing. Splashing is one of the best
things he does not forgetting his
comical pronunciation of "Cincin-
nati."
Not only fs Jes Dandy up to hts
old mark but the entire production
is on a par with its original self—-
that is as it appeared here several
years ago. In some respects per-
haps it excels its younger self. Tho
costuming appears to be a shade
brighter the singing seems to be a
few notes clearer the action la a bit
sprightiler and Jess Dandv himself
has introduced some timely inter-
polations that put new spice into
tho feast of fun.
On the whole the new production
of “The Prince of Pilsen’’ is a de-
lightful surprise. One might have
thought that it would show the ef-
fects of wear and neglect as so many
plays do after they have achieved
success. But “The Prince of Fil-
sen" has been rejuvenated and in its
present condition it appears to bo
capable of withstanding the effects
of the road for a long time to come.
The music Gustav Luders* own.
is rendered with the zest of am-
bitious youth. Particularly gratify-
ing is the spirited work of the prin-
cipal players among whom are Ma-
bel Harris as the widow; Irene
Duke ns the widow's maid; Edward
T. Mora as the real Prince of PH-
son. and Billy Arnold as the T’nited
States naval officer. All have good
voices. Some of the plavcrs in the
lesser roles appear to be novices on
the stage and act a bit too naturally
but that is a handicap that may be
overcome with experience.
The performance will be repeated
at the Grand Opera House Wednes-
day night.
BRIGHTER IN MEXICO.
Fr< wi o'" n fniimnnt Fntrnrl„.
" bile it is yet too early to say that
Carranza has made good in the paci-
fication of Mexico ft is plain that ha
has made notable progress in that di-
rection. and it be can curb the nat-
ural Mexican attachment for brass
buttons military regalia and a sh-.w
of authority and devote himself se-
riously and unselfishly to the task be-
fore him the chances for success
seem admirable.
However the first chief may maks
a mistake In making a “triumphal"
entry into the nation’s capital. There
is nothing in Carranza’s career to call
for a great show just now and any-
thing like a military spectacle conse-
quent on his entry into Mexico City
will be very much out of place. Let
him go in quietly cutting out the
fuss and feathers and he will stand
a far better chance to stay there.
With the promise of peace in our
sister republic opportunities for the
resumption of trade with tho Mexi-
can people Will come. and. as w«
have remarked before this will be a
most opportune time for Beaumont
men-hants to make the acqualntanc.
of Mexican merchants in eoast towns
and make a strong bid for their bust.
n?ss.
Just now eastern jobbers and
manufactures are prtty busy with
foreign orders and Beaumont could
have no better opportunity to n
after the Mexican trad*.
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