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White recently traveling through the
northern portion of Missouri, I was
highly entertained one evening with
the narration of a Virginia backwoods
roan, who had settled in that section
when all around was a wilderness; and
as this story of the old farmer, con
cerning the manner in which he be
came acquainted with his present wife,
contains a rather curious and singular
adventure, I have written it out, under
the assurance of its being a real occur
rence, which bad never beeu told in
print.
Joseph Tompkins (for so I will call
the farmer) was a true specimen of a
frontiersman—tall, lank and muscular,
and much better acquainted with the
mysteries of the woods than the refine
ment of books ; and he had married a
wife nearly as tall as himself; but who
bad the additional qualification of
weighing some two huudred and fifty
pounds, and whom Mr. Tompkius of
ten playfully desijuated as "that thar
tiny leetle woman."
"She's a prize, that thar,same leetle
woman is I" proudly replied the good
farmer, to a compliment which I paid
to her domestic qualities; "and if you'd
like to hear a bit of romance, I'll tell
you how I fust got acquainted with
her."
Of course the story was demanded ;
and the worthy farmer, settling himself
well back in a bearskin-covered arm
chair, proceeded with his uarration, in
the following characteristic language :
When I first moved to this here
couuty, from old Vargin'a, I reckon
it was as wild a looking place as you
ever seen. We come right here where
we now live, and settled down right in
the heart of the woods, that war pow
erful gloomy jest then, as yoc can fan
cy.
Thar was dad himself and four of us
boys, making a purty strong team; and
going right to work, we soon had up a
right smart chance of a cabin ; and
what time arter that we warn't hunt
ing for something to eat, we war c'lar
ing off a patch of ground to put corn
into the next coming spring.
All that wide prairie that you've
seen stretching away to tbe right, and
now dotted oyer with fine housej, was
as wild then as the big prairies towards
the Rocky Mountains; and the tall, dry
grass made it look awful drear, as the
fall winds begun to whistle oyer it.
Arter the weather begun to git purty
cold, and we found our feed gitting
1 >w, we concluded we'd better fake
a ween to lay in game, to be ready
for needing times ; and so one day we
got together some neighbors' boys,
that lived about eight or ten miles
off—us four and them making ten
in all—and sot off on a reg'lar
bunting bout; and a* wilder, merrier set
of young rascals you copldu't skeer up
the whole 'arth oyer— no sir-ee 1
Well, we tuk right acrost that thar
prairie, intending to go to a wood on
t'other side, whar thar ;was a famous
salt lick; but we hadn't gone mor'n
two mile, when we seen the awfullest
big herd of bufflerf that ever showed
their shaggy heads in these here dig
gings. They war the fust that some of
us bad ever seen in our lives—me and
my three brothers special—and if we
warn't nearly tiefcieu cuten our moc
casins, at the chance we'd now have to
try our skill on the critters, than you
can stop off my backer for a month—
yer sir-ee t
Well,you'd better believe thar warn't
much fooling about then. The buffiers
was slowly feeding along towards the
fur side of the prairie, and we at once
sot off to try our hands on 'em, taking
pains to keep well down in the long
grass, so's they shouldn't see us, and
now and then gitting a chance to kivei
ourselves for a while in the low, scrub
by timber and lmle uit bushes that
growed thick along the different
sloughs.
I reckon the old brutes must a got
the scent of us once in a while,though,
for several times we s en 'em sniff the
air and then start off at a sort of trot,
which they'd keep up for a mile or two,
and then feed along slow agin,till we'd
a'most come up to 'em, and then up
and trot < ff ag ; n.
In this way we f-dlpred 'em up purty
nigh tbe Whole blessed day, without
gitiing a dump J shot,and by that time
I'd got about as mad as any human ev
er should git without nothing to bite ;
and 1 up and svoie I wouldn't go back
without one of them thar buffiers, if I
had to stay a week for't ; and all the
other boys jined in,and swore the same
tiling. Then we took asmack from our
wallets, aud fullered ou, eating as we
went, and mumbling cur vengeance
with every mouthful we put in.
But still the same confounded luck !
The more we pushed on, the more the
buffi rs pushed off, till at last down
went the sun, and I felt like breaking
something.
'Who's a-going to gin in now ?' says
I.
'Not me,' says one teller arter anoth-
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er till every feller hud said It.
♦Well, thar'a cl'ar moon for us,'
says I, plating towards the east, when
she wus jist com lug up beautiful ; 'and
if them critters don't guv us a chance
to shoot some of 'em, I'll ho hanged if
they shall sleep a wink this blessed
night.'
So wo pushed on, and in less than a
half hour arter t hat we got right near
the long black li-.e of beasts. Whether
it was bekase we'd now got the breeze
blowing towards us, 1 don't know; but
somehow the buffiers appeared to havo
got over thar skeer, and war now tak
ing their ease, picking out the green
sprigs of grass close down to the
ground.
Well, we crept along till we'd got
within good, easy, shooting distance ;
aud then I told the boys we'd all git
ready and fire together, and fotch as
uiany's we could, for it war jest as like
as iiot we wouldn't be able to git the
second shot. The moon by this time
was shining so cl'ai and bright that
we could see almost as clear as day ;
and then it was, jest about the time
we war gitting ready to take aim, we
did see something so curious that we
stopped to look at it, and wonder over
it, and, as I'm telliug facts, I'll be
frank enough to own up, gitting a lee
tie bit skeered at it too.
The bufflers, as I've said, was
stretched away in a long black line
some of 'em purty near us aud some of
'em a good ways off—when right sud
den one of them nearest us, and one of
the old fellers we'd laid out to throw
with our furst shot, gin a loud, awful
beller, like he'd got pain in bi3 stom
ach, and began to caper round like I
did onct when I was stung by a hornet.
Now that wasn't so very much in it
self, for it might be something had hit
him; but when he broke away toward
us, bellowing 'all the time—aud theD
stopping sudden and begun to paw the
earth—and then stopped that and'pear
ed to be braciug himself on his legs,
putting them as far apart as he could—
and then purty soon rolled oyer, with
a powerful groan—it sort of looked a
bit queer. And tben, when three or
four others went to doing the same
thing, and all eudUig in the same way,
it really looked a durn sight queerer.
'Hello ! what's the mallet thai r
says one.
'The old Scratch or a Injun, I don't
know which !' says another.
•Don't you see that buffler calf, that
looks like it might be a yearling, dodg
ing about alongside of them frllius as
gits the pain ?' siys a third.
We all allowed we had seen it—but
what then ?
'Well, that's the critter as kicks up
all the rumpus.' says him that piuted
it out, 'and its eyther a Itijun,a sperret
or the devil—for if thar's any buffler in
it, you can hang me 1'
We boys all had our superstitious be
liefs. as well as the old folks, and as
we looked at that thai calf, flying
round 'mongst them as perred to be
a leetle bit fuider off.
'Let's shoot at it I' says one ; and
three or four rifles war immediately
p'inted in that direction.
'Don't I says I ; 'for if it's a Injun,
he's only making meat, and we'll di
vide the spiles; and if its a sperret, or
the Old One, you'll only waste your
powder. Let's wait a bit and see what
comes on't 1'
Well, after the other buffiers had
gone through all the motions of the
first, and keeled over in the grass, we
seen the thing, whateyer it might be,
leave the herd and come quiet towards
when we war.
'Dowu in the'grass, boys,' says I,
*aud keep powerful still,till we git that
thar critter in amongst us,and then its
like we'll git at the mystery !'
So we all popped down and waited
quiet for the spook to come up; and as
I war one of the nearest to it, I felt
.ny hair kind 'o bristle up, and I hur
ried over a prayer or two into my own
miud, jist to be ready for the wo'st.
At fust, alter I'd dropped down, I
couldn't see it at all ; but I hadn't laid
there long when I seen its shaggy
head, with its short horns hobbling up
and down, as it come right ou towards
the spot whar I war. I was skeered
then, I won't deny, bekause I thought
it might be some wild prairie sperret ;
and if I'd beeu alone,thar ain't a doubt
in my mind that I'd done some purty
tall walking right off.
Well, I waited, holding my breath
and trembling, till the awful thing
come up closer aud closer, and I some
how thought I could see the devil in
the shape of a young buffler; and then,
feeling like a man does when he's
cornered up to desperation, 1 jumped
up with a yell right in front of it. / s
I done so,Bome of the other boys jump
ed up with a yell too, and then with a
scream, that made my blood curdle,
the thing dropped right down in the
high grass before me, and I thought it
had gone into the 'arth straight. The
next breath, though, I seen it a fl aun
dering ; and p'iuting down my rifle, I
A PAPER FOR THE lIOME CIRCLE.
was jest about to fire, when a woman's
voice said :
"You've skeered me a'most to death,
and I'm bound to box Lite ears of the
man that's done it."
And, with them words, up jumps a
woman, leaving the I uffler's hide on
the ground ; and afore I ki.owed what
was what, 1 felt my ears sing like
you've heerd a tea-kettle afore now.
If I was afeaid when expecting to
find it a sperret, I war dreadful astou
ished to find it a woman, and so war
all the boys, who begun to gather
round, hanging thar heads, as if they'd
been cotched in some mean trick.
"See here," says I, catching hold of
ber, make sure she was human ar
ter all, "if you aint a hoss of a gal,
then I never seen one that was—no,
raarm 1 Jest tell me whar you come
from ? and how you've done the purty
trick we've jest see ? Dem me, if you
don't beat all the snakes in these parts!
Yes, marm I"
She laughed right out wild,and called
me a skeered goose—which warn't
true, bekase I wasn't skeered then, nor
a goose nyther— and then she says,
p'inting over the prairie to a hut, that
we could jest see as a black speck, says
she :
"I come fiom thar. Me and my
mother lives thar by ourselves. My
father's dead, and my only brother's
gone to hunt his fortlu. I has to kill
all tbe game we lives on, and I'm git
ting purty used to it now, though it
gives me a heap of trouble sometimes.
I seen them buffiers feeding along this
evening ; and knowing as how we're
nigh out of meat, I determined to run
all risks and stretch a couple of 'em
anyhow ; and so, taking the hide of
one, that I'd got fixed for the purpose,
I crept in amongst 'em, and made good
use of this here long knife, in the way
I'd been showed how by a Injun. I've
killed five to-night ; and I was jest a
going home to git our bosses to drag
'em off, so's me and mother mought
smoke, dry, or salt 'em down agin a
wet day, when I run agin you, and got
an awful skeer from a yeell more like
Beelzebub nor anything human."
"And for which I've got a pair of
awful boxed ears," says 1.
And so you oughter have, you
gOOSA I" Bdpa oliOj
of endearment twice-times.
Well, my friend, the up shot on't
was that we boys all helped that gal
home with her meat, aud helped her
eat some on't too, whilst wo hunted a
bout thar with purty good luck. She
war a screamer, and I war a alhTga'or,
and so in course we tuk to each other
amazing. I liked her for her spunk,
and she liked me tor my beauty ; and
so in the end we got a traveling preach
er to jine us according to law ; and
here we is, as happy as two clams.
Thar, I've told you how I fust seen
that tiny 'eetle woman, who can knock
the hind sight off of any thing in these
diggings in the way of corn fixing".and
I hope and pray that the day may be a
long ways off afore Joe Tompkins sees
the last of her. Yes, sir I
Hurricanes at Honolulu.
'Talk about tornadoes and cyclones,'
said Reserve Officer Stark. 'People
living in this section of the country
don't know what they are. In the
neighborhood of the Sandwich Islands,
aud particularly off Honolulu, which is
at the head of tbe landlocked harbor, is
the place for hurricanes. The moun
tains back of Honolulu are saw-shaped
and they have a queer effect on the at
mospheric currents. There is no an
chorage outside the harbor and yessels
that don't care to touch at Honolulu
usually 'lay off and oo,' as the sailors
have it, while they send a boat ashore.
I have seen half a dozen ships lying off
Honolulu within hailing distance of
each other—one in a shower of raiu, a
nother in a dead calm, with a bright
sun shining overhead ; a third in a
smooth brer z?, and a fourth in such a
gale that everything had to be clusc
reefed.
'Different air currents are so close
together and so sharply defined that I
have baen standing on the deck of a
vessel with the sun shining brightly
overhead and not air enough moving
to fill the sails, while within ten feet of
1 me on one side it was raining big guns,
and not twenty bet the other way
blowing a regular hurricane. 1 never
shall forget one incident. It was about
noon and I was leaning over the port
rail amidships. There wasn't air
: enough blowing to lift a feather. Sud
denly I heard a roar and knew that a
tornado was passing by the ship. It
was so close that when I stretched out
my hand the wind struck it witu such
a force that I was whirled completely
around. Our poit anchor, which
! weighed about a ton and a half, was
hanging on the rail forward, and the
: same gust struck one of the flukes. It
; tore loose the fastening, whirled that
anchor through the air like a bit of
thistle down, and left it hanging on
the miin yard arm. It put us to a
heap of trouble to get it down again.'
THE Other day a young housewife
left her home in. this town to spend a
few days viith sevaral lady friends in
Bellefonte. Before going she provided
a good supply of eatibles for her hus
band, and told him that he could hi Ip
himself whenever ho was hungry. lie
took lunch down town and went home
in the evening lor dinner.
As he tells the story, tie found cold
chicken, cold butter,cold pie, cold milk,
cold salt, cold mustard, and several
other cold dishes, but with all that he
was not entirely satisfied, and hunted
high and low foi something else. At
first he did not know what it was. but
finally concluded lie wanted Dread. He
knew cheie was some in the house, but
could not find it. Finally he conclud
ed to telegraph to his wife,for he could
not live without bread. Accordingly a
telegram asking "Where is the bread?"
was dispatched.
The wife received it in the midst of
a number of ladies, and it frightened
her nearly to death. With the cry, "I
knew it was bad news ; I kwow Mr.
B is killed !" she fell in a faint.
Theladhs present cried from sympa
thy, and a most lugubrious scene pre
sented itself when the man of ths house
happened in. What's the matter
here V" he asked. "Mrs. B's husband
has been killed and she has fainted,"
was the reply. "How do you know ?"
he asked. "Oh, she got a telegram."
"Where is it ?" "We haven't opened
it yet."
Imagine the scene when the sympa
thetic creatures read the message. In
about an hour the reply was sent back
to him : "You mean thing. It is in
the bread box, under the piano, where
I hid it from the cook."
Deep Students of Human Na
ture.
Some weeks ago a widow moved
into Detroit from a town in the west
ern part of the state. She brought
with her a bulldog which showed
game in every movement, and it was
not long before every butcher and
sport in the neighborhood wanted to
buy that dog. The widow wouldn't
sell at any price. The next thing to
Luyingf the dog was to get up a fight
between him and another canine bf
blood-thirsty appearance; but the
widow wouldn't hesr to this. "I
want you to understand," she indig
nantly replied, 'that I am a respecta
ble woman and give no encourage
ment to such things.' Still there
were one or two men who did not dt
spair. They began to conspire, and
as a result they led a fighting dog in
to a barn near the widow's house the
other day, and one of them paid a call
to the house and said: 'ln course
we know how you feel about this dog
fighting. We feel the same, but
there's a woman across the alley who
owns a dog which she brags on.'
'She can't be no lady,' was the retort.
'Exactly, ma'am, or she wouldn't
speak of you as she does*' 'Speak of
me ! Why, I don't know her!' 'ln
course you don't, and I would hate to
tell you what she says of you.' 'But
you must.' 'lf she's talking about
me I want to know what she says!'
'But, ma'am, you'll excuse me you
know.' 'No, I won't. What does
she say ?' 'Well, then, begging your
pardon, she makes fun of your red
hair.' 'She does V 'And she ridi
cules your dress.' 'TLe Vixen !'
'And she says she never saw such feet
on a woman.' 'l'll sue her for slan
der ! I'll see a lawyer at once!' ex
claimed the woman. 'We've got her
dog in the barn, ma 'am. It's a dog
she brags on. She was a-saying yes
terday that if her dog could only get
at your dog once, there—' 'But he
can. You go into the back yard and
untie Bravo and take him over there.
If he can't whip any such woman's
dog I'll disown him.' 'Exactly, ma'-
am, and you can trust me to see fair
play. The arrogant head of such a
slanderfnl, boisterous woman should
be humbled, you know, and it's you
who'll do it. The dog was taken to
the barn, and he did not disappoint
his backers. After a fight of fifteen
minutes he was declared victor, and
as the referee gave his decision the
widow's voice was heard, saying .•
'Good! That pays her for abusing
my hair. I'll fix her on the big feet
before the week is out.' She had
been watching the fight through the
cracks of the barn.— Detroit Free
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Between two forest-covered moun
tains, on the Emerald isle, was a nar
row valley, into which the sun shone
but six hours of a long summer's day.
Beautiful flowers and luxuriant trees
flourished here,and mu'litudes of musi
cal birds built their tiny uests and
reared their young unmolested. Near
the centre of this lovely vallej, beneath
a drooping willow, whose loug, sweep
ing branches mingled with the rich
grass, was a deep well, whose clear,
cold waters occasionally overflowed its
brink,"bubbling and boiling as if a
great fire were beneath them. Won
drous power and strange virtues were
ascribed to this well of the valley; and,
among other things, it was said to have
the gift of rendering perfectly beautiful
any maiden who would bathe her face
in its pure waters at twelve o'clock on
a midsummer's night.
On the side of one of these moun
tains stood a rustic cottage,the abiding
place of Kathleen Burns, a young and
gay lass of some twenty summers.
Though well-formed, lithe, and active,
Kathleen was very far from being
handsome; her cheeks were thin pale
and her eyes, though blue as the bluest,
had very little expression. Greatly she
mourned over her want of beauty ; and
many were the sleepless nights she
passed, after coming home from a fair,
of a dance, were lovely maidens dazzled
the eyes of young men and received all
their attentions, leaving herself and
others, who had little claim to beauty,
alone and unnoticed.
But a stronger reason than this caus
ed Kathleen to loug for the fatal gift
she loved. For two years her affec
tions had been given to a youth who
dwelt near her, but who had never be
stowed upon her a thought of more
than friendship.
Poor Kathleen 1 Had beauty been
hers, Edwin McLane would perhaps
have returned her affection when he be
came acquainted with the excellence of
her character and disposition ; but not
being attracted by personal appearance
his thoughts seldom rested upon her.
And so Kathleen loved on in silence
and in secret, no ray of hope brighten
ing her earthly path ; her greatest con
solation being, unobserved, to gaze,
with her soul in her eyes, upon his
UcM.niaO'Qac and as he mingled
among other girls, gay and happy, the
favorite and admiration of them all.
Kathleen had,from her tarliest child
hood been aware of the reputed virtues
of the well of the valley ; but up to the
present time she had felt a sort of su
pernatural dread of touching its magic
waters on the eve of midsummer, the
only time it was supposed to have the
power of conferring lasting beauty up
on her who bathed her face therein.
But loving and suffering as she now
did, she determined that the epoch
should not pass with out finding her
kneeling upon the brink of the well of
beauty.
The twenty-first of June had arrived.
The midnight hour was near at hand,
when Kathleen silently left her cottage
home and wended her solitary way
down the side of the mountain towards
the quiet, moonlight valley. She was
dressed in pure white ; her fair hair
fell in curls around her shoulders, and
her blue eyes were filled with a light of
hope that almost rendered them beauti
ful. There lay the magic well, beneath
a drooping willow—the thick.soft grass
growing to its very edge—its cold,
bright waters boiling tumultuously.
Kathleen trembled as she stood gaz
ing, as if fascinated by the sight. Just
then upon her ear fell the deep sound
of a distant abbey bell, chiming the
hour of midnight. She kneeled down,
and was about to dip her hands and
face into the boiling waters, when a
voice, as if from another world, caused
her to start aud look upward.
"Pause !" said the spirit voice, for
such she imagined it to be. "Thou
need'st not bathe in the blessed waters
—beauty may be thine whithout their
aid.
"How V" escaped almost uncon
sciously from the maiden's lips.
"True beauty," replied the voice,
"is au emanation from the soul. Look
inward. Be humble in mind, be pure
in thought, be .upright in deed, and
thou wilt grow be&utifnl. A pure soul
shines from the eyes and radiates the
whole countenance. Heed my words,
maiden, and in time the desire of thy
heart will be granted thee I"
Kathleen listened, entranced. The
voice grew silent, the waters of the
well hecame snddenly calm, and the
moon sailed pensively behind a cloud.
The maiden rose from her knees a
new being. Her blue eyes glowed with
a happy light, and her cheeks were
mantled with a beautiful crimson.
She was no longer pale, listless, plain.
From that hour she was happy.
She strictly followed the dictates of
that spirit voice ; and, to the wonder
of all who knew her, became more and
more lovely. The light of purity and
goodness irradiated ner countenance ;
the light of hope neamed from her
brow ,• and ere long Edwin McLane
saw, with the deepest ioy, the light of
love scintillatiug in her blue eyes when
1 they met his gaze.
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Cellar Ventilation.
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We have on more than one occasion
called attention to the importance of
oieanlinesa in cellars. There can be no
doubt that much of the ill health a
roong farmers and their.families is at
tributable to foulness around and un
derneath their dwellings. The Amen
tum Agriculturist raises a warning voice
on the subject of cellar ventilation.
Farm-house cellars are often filled in
winter, it says, with cider and vinegar
in barrels beef barrels, pork barrels,
apple barrels, potatoes in bins, vegata
bles in heaps, wash tubs, butter tubs,
and other articles too numerous to
mention. Besides, flowering plants
takep up for the winter, are here stored
away to be safe from frost, and the
leaves from tbem fail and decay.
There are boxes, old timbers, boards
etc.. which become moist and mouldy,
and there are shelyes and comers, that
any one can see to have been only half
cleaned, and liable to be, if not already,
damp, mouldy and unwholesome.
The thing to do is, to provide outside
cellars as soon as possible, for fruits
and vegetables, and all those things lia.
ble to decay ; but before that is done,
we must do everything possible to have
our cellars under the dwellings sweet
and clean. First the cellars should be
swept (hoed out if necessary) once a
week. Decaying things, whether fruit,
vegetables or boards, should be remov
ed. Then quicklime, or half slaked
lime, should be scattered freely in cor
ners, under shelves, under bins, and a
round and among tho barrelo -of all
kinds. When the lime has slaked to a
powder, it may be swept about over the
floor. If the floor be of earth, it will
harden it; if it be of wood or cement, it
will help to keep it sweet. Fioally, on
every suitable day, windows and doors
should be thrown open, and fresh air
allowed to pass freely through. The
ceilings and walls ought to be white
washed not less than twice a year, for
the sake net only of having the cellar
light and neat, but to purify it and kill
the fine mould which attaches itself to
stone, brick and wood, in warm, moist
places. In building, it is important
that there should he a flue in one or
more chimneys, going directly from the
cellar to the top of the chimney, so that
there may be a draft to carry away the •
inevitable exhalations. These do little
harm in summer, for our houses are
then open, and the air draws more or
less through them at all times. Where
as in winter, we too often shut our
selves up, and the cellar exhalations
draws up through the floors, and grad
ually. bill surely, poison those members
of the family whom we most love and
cherish, and would screen from eyery
harm.
A Good Plaoe for Dentists and
Photographers.
Throughout South America all the
dentists and nearly all the photogra
phers are immigrants from the United
States, and if there is any oue among
them who isn't getting rich he has no
body but himself to find fault with, be
cause the natives give both professions
plenty to do.
Nowhere in the world is so large an
amount of confectionery consumed in
proportion to the population as in
South America, and, as a natural con
sequence, the teeth of the people re
quire a great deal of attention. As a
usual thing Spaniards have good teeth,
as they always have beautiful eyes, and
are very particular in keeping them in
condition. Hence the dentists are kept
busy,and as they charge twice as much
as they do in the Un ited States, the
profits are very large. In these coun
tries it is the custom to serve sweet
meats at every meal-dulces, as they are
called—preserved fruits of the richest
sort, jellies, and confections of every
variety and description. Many of
these are made by the nuns in the con
vents, and are sold to the public either
through the confectionery stores or by
priyate application. A South Ameri
can housewife, instead of ordering jams
and preserves and jellies from the gro
cer, or putting up a supply iu her own
kitchen during the fruit season, pat
ronizes the nuns, and gets a better ar
ticle at a lower price. . The nuns are
veiy ingenious iu this work, and pre
pare forms of .'delicacies which are un
known to our table.
The photographers as well as the
dentists are Americans, and have all
they can do.*/ The Spanish-American
belle has her photograph taken every
time she gets a new dress, and that is
very often. The Paris styles leach
here as soon as they do the North A
merican cities, and where the national
customs are not still worn, there is a
great deal of elaborate The
Argentine Republic is the only country
iu which photographs of the ladies are
not sold in the shops. Elsewhere there
is a craze for portraits of reigning beau
ties, and the young men have their
rooms filled with photographs of the
girls they admire, taken in aU sorts of
costumes and attitades.— New York
Sun.
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