.In France the \Vife is Often the Roof Hem)
i {that now them is no American, prob-
"ably, who ever thinks of a woman as a
'and the Norwegian since 1888, have
.. 11'." es any more?
'uidn to (11) UP, SORRY—NEW
STATUS OF WOMLN IN FRANCE-V
of Sliopkeel‘iing Lshblxshments. ,
For fifty years woman in this‘ coun-
try has owned her oWn property, so
human being who parts with all her
possessions at her marriage. In Eng!
.land a. married woman’s property act
was passed in 1882. The Danish wo-
man has had the r-ght to collect and
to dispose of the product of her toil since-
1880. The Swedish woman '-since' 1874,.
had the same property rights. Even
the woman who is the subject of the
Czar is the mistress of her own. But
in France the woman of the humbler
class ‘who is married works for the
man, keeps her money only if he will,
an d must give it to him if there is the
best of reasons why she should be per '
mitted to withhold it—as, _for example,
if he be an idle df’unkard, spending for
his pleasure, the earnings of the wife
and mother that are needed for the
household. Among the shopkeeping
bourgeoisie the woman works also,
alongside of the husband, is often the
real head of the establishment, es-
especiaIZV in the li” tle business 1whose
pi ,.;e1'i'._V-' depends upon good taste,
patient; mot and unfailing courtsey.
And for the toil which knows little rest
th e possible maker of the family’s pr os-
pcrity rece ives what is granted by the
head of the house, whose temper and
aVV'kVV'ard-mindedn’ess, may
prevent the 'Vwi‘fe’s achieVement of a
still greater prosperity, involving a
larger dot, and therefore a more sh‘in-
ing marriage for the daughter.—Harp-
cr's Veekly.
' {in the nluseu‘m.’
Johnny (gazing at anEgyptian Prin-
:31. g3;——P:., _VV1113 don’t they make mum-
_..th HenpeCI-szou can’t get a wo-
Yo1k
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Shortage in zi'Suiic'ide-‘s Books.
FIVVYIQI'V, Ind, Jan. 3.—James Kirkley,
Irv-astn'cr of Ben-ton County, who was
Mum] dead in his office a few days ago,
_Iiii1miti0d suicide. There a1e grave
...-s of a deficit in the county funds
:. i‘1-.:asur"01 5 books should show
. out. $30,000'on deposit, but only about
{51.111110 isaccounted for. The idea of
“possibly '
murder is: entirely exploded.
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Doors and Windows Made of
G1 doing that Connect with the Ol’flce.V
A system of tubular grating for pri.-
ons has been invented which practi-
sally makes escape by means of sawing
.the bars cf cell doors and windo’ws im-
possible.
NEW IDEA To SToP JAlL-BRFAKING.
_Tobuiair.
The system is built on the vacuum
oi inciple.
The doors and Windows of
the prison cell are constructed of pipe,_
resembling the solid steel bar grating
lit piesen't in uSe. The pipes of each
cell are continued from the cell to the
warden’s ofiice, where they are cen-
nected with a vacuum gauge, a combi~
nation alarm and an‘nunciator
and a stop valve.
valve
'T‘here is a connec—
tiOn witha main vacuum pipe and a
pump, by which the air 'is exhausted
from all the grating and a _vacuum‘.
The lock used-
formed in the pipes.
in connection with this 11er system is
made on the same principle.
Caged behind these vacuum bars a-
prisoner could not escape by means of»
cutting. drilling _or breaking the grat-
ing without sounding an alarm 011 the -
Any opening
warden’s annunciator.
made in the bars would b1 eak the«vac-'
uum and send the air rushing through
the pipe to the alarm valve, indicating ,
e‘kact spot
on the annunciatOr the
where the opening had been made.
This system has been tried Success—5
fully and seems to afford an invulnera-
ble protection againSt jailbreakins.
It
has been examined and pronoxfiiced
thoro’ughly practical by such aut‘ 01'1- .
ties as Sheriff Tamsen, \Var-den Sage,
of Sing Sing, and Henry, Doht, Sheriff
of Queen’s county—New York Journal.
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111' w. P131111 RIDGE. , . «
. The p1 oudest sometimes unb'erid;
and the Botanical Gardens were, fez
one aftel noon thrown off their usual
rescue: Ordinaiy folks had only to
come acress Regent’ s Park from Ches-
ter' Gate and" present a ca1d at the} en-
ti ante to the gardens, and the bowler
batted old gentleman at _the gate wel-
corned them as though they were most
impertant membersu‘ Miss Llewellyn
and ‘ Master Kénneth Waller, , her”
friend, walked on the grass in the di-
lection of the music... V
' ”Anybody you know here, Miss
Llewellyn?” 2' 'V’
“I don’ t suppose so, Kenneth.”
“You don’t know many people, do-
you, Miss Llewellyn?" ' .-
"Very few!” ‘ ' 7 It}
“wonder at that,” said the small
boy, “because. you’re not bad looking
you 111101.an Did you use. to come here
“11101131011 were well/off? "DO they sell
lemonade her 'e?“ "
You think that
‘Seems possible-
plefity 01
em 'vbody oug lit to have
fi'ielldS? ’ .. V . V . V .
“Blontv ‘of- friends,” said Kenneth
wisely, “ii iii one in particular. lVondei
how old you are?“ .
“T,hat ” said the young VV omanV good
te111percdly.“tliat is the only ques tion,‘
Kenneth, that you must 1.eV'e1 put to
a ladv. ”V '
“I should guess,” he said, critics ll“
as they sat down in the low chairs
near, the 1efre3l1111ent tent and watch-
. ed the people, “that you were about
\1
"thenty— siX.’
Mi.-s Llewellyn gave a quaint gesture
of 11(11'1'201 V
Vell, twenty—five, then. Fancy!“ '
'The' small b’oy whistled amazedly.
“’l‘VV1e11'ty—five, and not married yet."
“Young man,” said Miss Llewellyn,
flushing and affecting a tone of great .
severity. ' “I find your tconversatior
mutih 'tooVVVperSOnal. You would like
lemonadefiI think, anthVV'o pieces 01
cake.” .
The scarlet- coated band perched on
seats nezu theglass house, V1 1th. a
crowd of smartly dressed folks in front
. of them, started a cheerful selection
from a comic opera. Miss Llewellyn
a cmnpdsedyoung woman in an ordin-
ary Way, ”as young women are VV'hc
VV"101.fo1 thei1 living, found herself in
quite a delightful mood. Music can
do much when it tries. ‘9 ‘
“Of- course,” said her candid guest
with cake at his mouth, “I don’t mear.
to say that you mightn’t get married
even now. I' had an aunt once who
was close upon thirty before she could-
getany one to look at her.”
“The-instance is encouraging, Ken-
‘neth. Don’t eat. too fast, mind.”
, -'where before.
' orchid, shbuld you, Miss Llewellyn?
“Still,” ’said the youth, wisely, “ii
I were a girl I should be, jolly careful
not to miss a good opportunity. -A1'e
those orchids they’re carrying there‘.
Hasn’t that'chap got a. brown. face
who’s telling the 'men where to take
them? Seem to have seen him some-
Shohldn’t like to be an
Why, you’d have to grow out in South
America, and people would havefear-
ful‘ trouble to find you, and risk their
lives—Hullo! Brownfaced chap's com
ing this way.” ’
Miss Llewellyn looked up and the1
looked down again quickly, and for a,
momenther face went rather white,
. Her hand trembled as she held it out.
“Mr. B121(lley,”V'she said. “How do
y 11.1 (M? I didnot expect to see you
hole.
“I did not expect to see you again
z'nVV.11eie” he said.
1" here was a pause that comes aftei
the bunalities of greeting- Master Wal-
Clcr, not having spoken forquite half a
Vminutc. felt that he was insome den
' as \Iiss Llewellyn,
_body to do that.
\
ger cf being overlooked, and coughed
-‘"ihis is my little friend Kennetlz
Wall'ei ,”.she saith “Kenneth, this, is
Mr Bradley.”
“What’ 3 the matter 1vith your face?’
asked the small boy. .“Have you been
abroad?” ' ' '
3.11. Bradley placed a blond fist or.
the round iron table, and leaned dowr.
toward \laste1 \Valler, good— naturedly
He seemed as confused at the meeting
and. as. unprepared
VVVith conversation. ’
“I have been abroad, young man
I‘Ve been hunting orchids.” ) '
“Are you home for good now?” ask-
ed- Kenneth.
Miss Llewellyn gripped the paraso
that rested in her lap with both hands
“I can’t- do any “good at home said
Mr. Bradley. “I am off again to Soutl:
Ameiiui in a day or two. .
“Why don’ t you stay in London?"
“Nobody asks me to stay.”
“‘Should 5E?“ thought,” said Mus tril'
Waller, “that you could have got son-1::- -.
Have- you go:,..1_i
foreign postage stamps about you?”
Friendship between the two gendt-
men was cemented and made 1101'“: -
cut .by. the production of several ft:
eign stamps and an envelope to. plu
tliem in. People"were coming up“
the refreshment tent now, '- the 11.1:-
having decided to rest '1 for half -.
hou1',:and recover breath, and Mar... "
Waller invited Mr. Bradley to ta el;
chair. -
“You dont mind?” asked B121 1.131 1
Miss Lleii e-llyn.
\ “Not at all,” she said politely.
“May I smoke?” ‘
“Let Ind strike the match,” icte
posed ,iMaster Waller “I’ in- awful
good at “that. And téll us some ‘.
your , .1th cntures ’, - : i -
“_T-hey VVV ouldn’t interest Miss LleVVl ~
lyu.” ' “ . ‘ I
f‘Giils don t count, i” said Master W'zl
. lei, .“Tl el ,me. °Make it” said Maste'.’
[Wale
VV appealingly‘, “one where yo
' st your life”. - -
d..- ‘
'\ “Here I say,” cried Master Weller,
,seu—~—— .,.
‘ open-mouthed
‘band programme in apparently a la-
. berious search for the misprints that a
'punched the small boy humorously to"
~to Regent’s Park. .
“And is that .story true?” asked 'the
' did you think of when that fierce ani-
‘ you, Miss Llewellyn?”
ed for her to speak but she made no
mamma says, a few years ago——
America?” .
f tion, ” said Bradley, signalling to a
a'stOHi'shment-H : "MisV: _; -
Llerellyn her head bowed, Studied the
musical programme always offers.
Bradley told the stdry very «'ell, Withrl .
out obtruding his own s-‘ehai in the ad- -
venture, and when he had finished
'bring him baék from South America
small 'boy, respectfully.
“It has that drawback, youngster.”
.“Well,” said Master Waller, “I’m a
man that’s awfully fond of adventure,
but I shouldn’t care for that. What
mail was waiting to spring upon you?’ ’
' “Guess.”
“‘Can t,” said Master Waller. “Can '
She shOok her head, Land again be-r
came interested in the band program-
me. Bradley looked at her and wait-
sign.‘ Now silence may at times .be
tolerablefor grown- up folks, but for
impatient young men like Master Wal—
ler it brings nothing but VV'eariness.
“Is there any chance of seeing these.
orchids, Mr. Bradley?” '
youth. “It’ll be something ”to brag
about to my people if. I could just get
a. sight of‘them.” V 1
“We’ll all go Over to the marquee
and have a look. Miss Llewellyn, will
you come, or shall we leave you here?
Ther’e s rather a crush.” 11
"Lets leave her ” su<1 ggesteu Master
Waller. "Muss Llewellyn likes being
alone.” ' ~
“I think I will stay here ” she said.
“We shall be back in ten minutes,”
said B1adley.
Master Waller had to trot to keep 1 p
with.the long strides of his new friend,
but he did not mind this, because he
felt a kind of‘refiected glory ‘in being
accompanied by the man who had
brought home some of the rarest of the,
amazing specimens' in the- crowded
tent. ' .
“Girls are a nuisance, or en’t they?”
said Master Waller, looking up’confi-
dentially. _
“Sometimes,” said Biadlev.
“She isn’t so .tiresomc, though, as“
some ” V
“I think I agree with you there.”
“Works awfully haid. Too hand,
my mamma says.’ ._ '
“N0 necessity for that,
Bradley, rather sharply.
‘iBut Miss Llewellyn has to_ live,”
urged the small boy. .“My mamma
saysthat she was well off for a year
or two before her father died but since
that ‘
“Her father dead?”
“Here I say,” said Master Waller.
“Don’t grip a 'man’s shoulder like‘
that.” ' '
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t
“They came into money,
surely,” said
so my
“I remember that.”
“And then Miss Llewellyn’s gover-
nor put it all into mething, and it
never came out again. That’s V. hy she
has to manage the calisthenic school”
that I go to. And I say! Can you
touch your toes ‘with the tips of your
fingers without—4’ 7 1.1 ‘
“Where does she liv now?” Mr.
Bradley seemed excited. ’ ‘
“In rooms,” replied Master Waller,
volubly. “I’ve been there to tea along
with my sisters. Thatis a fine orchid
there. ‘You‘can’t see it now; a girl’s
hat’s in the way. And Miss Llewellyn’s
got awfully nice furniture and photo-
graphs, and’——+—-” Master Waller slap;
p'ed his knee suddenly.- “I remember-
now where I’ve seen your face before,
Mr. Bradley. Only without the short
_bear (1. ”
“Come outside,” said Bradley, “and
tell me.’ .
They made their way through the
crowd and reached the exit. Bradley
held hisbreath, and bent to hear the
small boy’s reply. ' . V
“On her dressing-table," whispered
Master Waller, confidentially, “in the
beautifullest frame you ever'saw, 'and
—where are you going?” ‘ ‘
“Back to Miss Llewelly,”n cried
Bradley ‘ . ' J
“Well, but,” said- Master Waller.
protestingly, “wait for me.”' “
Bradley did not obey the young man.
'He strode across, the lawn, past the
band, which was playing a quick
march that was not quick enough to
keep pace with him. — Before Master
Waller found the two therthad been
a swift exchange of low sentences that '
altered .their views of the'vaorld,‘ and
made them both think of itas a place
where happiness is to be found.
“And why did you iefuse me be~
fore, dear?”
“Because all my people pressed me
to accept you,” said, Miss Llewellyn.
“The excuse of a very obstinate
young woman.” 1
“Why did you—why did you not ask
me again?” she demanded.
» “Because,” said Bradley “it was just
then that your father came into that
money.”
“The excuse of a very independent
man,” said Miss Llewellyn, touching
with pretty. affection the big band that
rested“on"the.round table. “When-—
when. is it that you leave for South
“Not until you tell me to go, dear,”
he said promptly.
arriving after some difficulty. “You
two! Don’t lose sight of me, mind.
Miss Llewellyn, have I been a good
boy?” . . .
“1’er Va great mind to kiss you, Ken-
neth,. ” ‘she said-
“Ra‘ther' have seine more lemonade.”
“As Kenneth declines yOur sugges-
waiter, “may I Venture to submit my-
~
V': “Hush'” said Miss Llewellyn TWO-r,
asked the ,,
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