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    Bellefonte, Pa., March 18, 1892
-A boy will stand and hold a kite
From early morn till late at night,
And never tire at all. 7
But, oh! it gives him bitter pain
To stand and hold his mother’s skein
The while she winds the ball.
A man will walk a score of miles
Upon the hardest kind of tiles
About a billiard table.
But, oh, it nearly takes his life
To do an errand for his wife
Between the house and stable.
A girl will gladly sit and play
With half fa dolls all day,
And call it jolly fun.
But, oh, it makes her sick and sour
To tend the baby half an hour,
Although its only one.
A woman will—but never mind !
My wife is standing close behind,
And reading o’er my shoulder.
Some other time, perhaps; I may
Take up the theme of woman's way,
When I am feeling bolder.
Detroit Free Press.
Everybody declared that Hugh Cole-
wood ought to be the happiest man in
He was young, handsome and well
educated ; then, just as be was prepar-
ing to fight his way to fame with pov-
erty arrayed against him, he had sud-
denly been make the sole heir to the
fine old estate ot his eccentric aunt,
Miss Betsy Colewood, recently de-
What more was necessary to the
happiness of a gay young fellow like
Hugh Colewood? Nothing, it seemed
‘to the envious bachelors. =
However, there were conditions, or
one at least, in his aunt’s will which
caused him no little uneasiness. He
must love and marry the girl of her
choice, one whom he had never even
seen. :
Hugh Colewood caught up his aunt's
last letter to him aud read it again and
again, hopingito find some little loop-
hole to escape from the galling condi-
But it was there in merciless black
and white. This is the part that wor-
ried him :
“If you cannot comply with my
wishes for you to meet Ethel Wayne
and love and marry her, you forfeit
your heirship to my estates. Ethel's
mother was my dearest friend, and if
you marry her daughter it will be ful
filling my fondest desires. You can-
not help loving her.
“I could not rest in my tomb peace-
fully and know that Ethel was not mis
tress of my estates, and you, dear boy,
the master. My lawyer, Mr. Cranston,
will arrange for you to meet Ethel, as
he is one of her guardians. You know
how thoroughly I despise old bachelors,
therefore I give you warning that I will
not allow you to inhabit my houses and
lands as one of that disagreeable, crus-
ty order.”
So had written the eccentric spinster.
Hugh nibbled the euds of his mus-
tache impatientlyas he pondered on the
conditions v hich the will imposed.
Hugh loved the Colewood esiates,
and could not bear to think of giving
them up. Now, if the will had not
specified whom he must marry, but left
the selection of a wife entirely to him-
self, Hugh believed that he would have
enjoyed the romance of Lunting for a
He picked up his hat and rushed
from his room, going upto the hotel
where Mr. Cranston was stopping,
while he arranged some business mat-
ters with Hugh.
“Hello, Coiewood! Have a seat, said
the lawyer, scrutinizing the flushed
face and nervous manner of his visitor.
He was just wondering to himself if
the unexpected good fortune had turn-
ed young Colewood’s head, when his
visitor remarked :
“You are aware of that one peculiar
feature in my late aunt’s will, Mr. Cran-
ston 2” :
Light at once dawned upon the law-
yer, and there was a twinkle in his
eyes. How ever, he asked indiffer-
ently :
“To what peculiar feature do you
refer, Mr. Colewood 2”
“The one that absurdly commands
me to marry a girl that I have never
“Oh, that!” returned Mr. Cranston.
“You are a lucky fellow, Colewood.
That's the best part of the fortune.”
“It’s the most exasperating part,”
Hugh cried desperately, “How can a
fellow love and wed to order?”
“Well, it’s a deal of time and bother
saved to the wooer,” remarked the
lawyer, puffing. “I’ve no doubt Ethel
Wayne will suit you beter, than any
selection you are capable of making.”
Hugh Colewood flushed warmly at
the lawyer's cool observation and he
spoke hotly.
“I'm sure she won't suit me, sir.
The estates can go to charity for all I
care. I don’t love any woman, and I
love my freedom too well to marry yet
awhile. I don’t want to be tiirust up-
on any woman for the sake of a for-
tune, and I don’t suppose Miss Wayne
cares two straws about the absurd con-
dition in my aunt's will.”
“It is very likely, although Ethel
had the greatest respect for the late
Miss Colewood, and was very careful
to humor all her vagaries,” “returned
Cranston, much amused over young
Colewood’s excitement. “However, [
hardly feel able to state whether the
girl would accept Miss Colewood’s last
great vagary in the shape of her im-
pulsive nephew, or not.”
“Ishall not give her the opportunity,”
said Hugh, nettled at the lawyer's
“Hold on, Colewood. Let's drop
nonsense and come to business. You
like your aunt's estates, but you can-'
not retain them without complying
with her wishes. You have never met
the girl whom your aunt has chosen.
Perhaps it will be proven that yon are
neither of you opposed to tulfilling the
“At least, you must meet. I will
arrange that.
Ethel will pass the |
The telltale flush which swept over
summer with my sister in the country | face and neck at his words might have
and I'll manage it for you to spend a
few weeks with them. You can very
soon tell whether the condition is whol-
Iv obnoxious or not. What do you
say 7?"
“I will do as you advise, thank you,
sir,” replied Hugh, who had now cool-
ed off and was trying to take a busi-
ness view of the strange situation.
Four weeks later Hugh Colewood was
speeding away from Greenville on the
morning express; bound for a little
town among the blue hills of Virginia.
When Le stepped from the train he
was disappointed to find no one waiting
to convey him to the country home of
Mr. Cranston’s sister a distance of
eight miles.
He was in the act of Asking the
way to the best hotel when a buggy
came rapidly up the station and halted.
The station agent hurried forward to
meet the driver, who was a slender
young girl, with bright, dark eyes and
hair as golden as the June sunbeams
touching those hills.
“Is Mr. Colewood, of Greenville,
waiting here to ride out to Mrs Thurs-
ton’s?”’ inquired the fair driver in a
sweet voice which won Hugh's interest
at once.
“I am here and waiting, thank you,”
returned Hugh for himself, smiling
pleasantly as he came forward on the
station platform.
“I came to drive you to Mrs. Thurs-
ton’s,” she answered simply.
“Shall I take the reins?” he asked
as they started away.
“No, thank you; I like to drive,”
she answered.
“IL was too bad for you to take so
long a drive for astranger,’”’ he remark-
ed as he stole a side glance of admira-
tion at the girlish form in dainty blue.
“Oh, I don’t mind the distance at all;
besides, I rather had to come,” she re-
plied; “I did not wish to go with the
young folks, wbo are having a picnic
this morning over on Laurel hill, and
Uncle Jerry was sick, and of course he
couldn’t come for you.
“Then Mrs. Thurston and Miss
Wayne never drive, so they made a
virtue of necessity and sent the last re-
sort of the place,” and she laughed
“It 13 too bad my coming prevented
you joining the picnickers,” he said.
“I shall not be able to forgive himself.”
“That's nothing. 1 am enjoying
myself now too well to think of Laurel
hill,” she returned brightly.
“Thank you, and at the same time
let me assure you that I, too, am en-
joying myself excellently well,” and
Hugh bowed to the young girl, whose
eyes drooped beneath the warm light
of admiration in his blue ones.
“I hope you will enjoy your visit,
Mr. Colewood,” she said, to change the
subject. “I know Mrs. Thurston and
Ethel will do all they canto make
your stay pleasant.”
“Thank you; I've no doubt I shall
find it pleasant,” returned Hugh. “You.
too, are one of Mrs. Thurston's sum-
mer household, I suppose ?”’
“Yes,” with a smile. “You see I
am a distant relative to Mrs. Thurston;
then Miss Wayne is my cousin and ex-
ercises a kind of cousinly gnardianship
over me, which no doubt is very neces-
“So you are Miss Wayne's cousin ?
I do not remember hearing Mr. Crans-
ton mention you, I did not expect to
have the pleasure of meeting any ladies
but Mrs, Thurston and Miss Wayne.”
“How unkind in Mr. Cranston not to
prepare you for this meeting,” and
there was a roguish gleam in her eyes
which Hugh did not see. *I had up
to date regarded Mr. Cranston as one
of my very best friends, but to ignore
me 80 utterly, when he knew I would
accompany Cousin Ethel here, looks
like downright intertional neglect.”
“You have not given me the pleas
ure of knowing your name,” said Hagh
both amused and pleased with his pret-
ty driver
“Oh, I'n a Wayne, too,” she an-
swered laughingly. ‘Ethel Estella
Wayne, variously nicknamed, as you
will observe later on.”
Two Ethel Waynes! Here was a
real surprise for Colewood. Why had
Cranston not mentioned that strange
fact to him?
If the Ethel Wayne referred to in
the will was only ralf animated and
generally captivating as the one by his
side Hugh thought it might be an easy
matter alter all to obey that condition
which had so vexed him.
Colewood received a cordial welcome
at Mrs. Thurston’s pleasant home, He
found Miss Wayne to be a tall, digni-
fied girl of about twenty-three, with
coal black hair and deep gray eyes.
She was as unlike her little ~ merry
hearted cousin as it was possible to be.
Yes, Hugh decided she was just such
a woman as his eccentric aunt wou'd
be likely to select as the wife of her
In the weeks which followed Huch’s
arrival he saw a great deal of Miss
Wayne, although much of her time
was divided between her taste for litera-
ture and in remonstrating against the
innocent pranks of her cousin.
It did not require a long time for the
young man to realize that he could nev-
er love Miss Wayne as the man should
love the girl whom he intends to marry.
He made another important discov-
ery, that his life would be a failnre
without the little cousin to furnish sun-
shine and wifely cheer for his own
He resolved to let Miss Wayne have
orphan asylum the other.
marry the girl of his own choice, pro-
vided he could win her, and boldly
fight his own way through life.
Having so decided, Hagh set.ont for |
a stroll along the river, feeling more |
manly for his resolve.
He came suddenly upon a little fig-
ure in white, reading, in a little viney
nook by the river's side.
to-morrow, and I have something to
gay to you which you must hear.”
your amusing mistake.
( and perfect recovery.
one halt of his aunt’s estates and the
He would |
‘awav our rubbers
| Bull’s Cough Syrup we have.”
stelle,” he called, for she!
had started to run away ; “I shall leave '
given some hint of an easy surrender.
However, in a moment she had regain-
ed that customary piquancy which had
more than once exasperated Hugh.
“I'd be sorry to have you leave us|
with any burden on your mind,” she
said provokingly,
“It is needless tor me to tell you
why it was arranged for me to meet |
Miss Wayne here,” he raid, unbeeding |
her light words. “You know, I sup:
“Some slight 1dea, I believe,” she
returned, fingering Ler book.
“Well, I may as well tell you that
that condition in my late aunt's will
can never be fulfilled.”
“Aud why not?”
“Because I love another,” he cried
passionately. “Oh, Hstelle! can you
not see how, how ardently I
love you? Without you I shall make
a failure of life. Won't you show
mercy, Estelle ?
“Oh, Hugh! would you marry a
poor girl when you have a chance to
win a dignified bride and retain those
princely estates ?”’ she asked.
“Yes, darling. TI prefer you with love
in a cottage to the wealthiest woman
with all the estate in the world 1”?
“Rash statement, young man.”
“It is true. Do not torture me long-
er, Estelle. Can you not love me a
little ?”
“Then you do not love me 2”
“I'm afraid I do.”
“Do not mock me, Estelle,”
“I am not mocking you, Hugh,” in
a very sweet voice.
“Then you do love me a little 7"!
“No, not a little, but very much,”
He would have caught her to his
breast, but she eluded his arms, crying:
“Oh, there’s Uncle Cranston!’ and
she rushed forward to greet the little
lawyer, who had approached them un-
“It is useless for me to ignore facts,”
said Mr. Cranston pleasantly. “I did
not mean to overhear your conversa-
tion, but I arrived unexpectedly and
thought I'd hunt up my sprite here
and surprise her. [ see you under-
stand each other pretty clearly.”
“Yes sir,” said Hugh bravely; “I
have decided to enjoy life in a cottage
with this dear girl rather than keep
the estate with Miss Wayne.”
“Love in a cottage! Oh, that's too
good I”
And Mr. Cranston broke into a
hearty laugh, in which the girl finally
joined him,
“Will you have the goodness to ex-
plain what amuses you so much in my
statement ?” asked Hugh, not a little
“Pardon me, Colewood. But, really
you are the victim of your own blun-
“Blunder? I don't understand you,
sir,” returned Hugh.
“Of course not,” and the lawyer
laughed again. “This sprite, whom
you took to be the unimportant little
cousin, is in reality the Ethel Wayne
referred to in your aunt's will. I did
not tell you that there were two Ethel’s
so while she was driving you over here
you jumped to the conclusion that
Miss Wayne at the house was the
“You see I have been told all abont
Ethel would
not explain her real identity with the
girl whom your aunt had selected for
vou, and, as the other ladies believed
you knew, you have remained the vic-
tim of your own mistake.”
Six months later the condition in
Miss Colewood’s will was cheerfully
obeyed.— Gibson in Boston Globe.
An Offensive and Defensive Railroad
Combination Formed.
PrirapeLrHIA, Pa., March 8.—The
Ledger in its financial article will say :
We can announce officially that Vice
President E. B. Thomas and Second
Vice President George H. Vallant, of
the New York, Lake Erie and Western
railroad, met President MeLeod and
other officials of the Reading railroad
in this city yesterday, and atier several
hours’ conference agreed to enter upon
an alliance offensive and defensive, up-
on which the two properties should be
worked in the future,
The close alliance tor many years
between the Delaware and Hudson
company, Pennsylvania company, and
Erie railway, including all their an-
thracite coal interests, makes this ac-
tion of the Erie company important in
connection with the Reading company
aud its allies in developing the anthra-
cite interests of Penusylvania, and it
will largely prevent the serious distur-
bances in traffic rates and coal prices
which have occurred in past years.
This voluntary action cf the Erie is al-
so regarded as demonstrating clearly
the excellent foundation laid already by
Mr. McLeod for the future working cf
the Reading interests and the coal rail-
roads generally, thus securing harmon-
ious co-operation by these companies,
sothat it is believed the public will
now be bettor served than ever before,
and without any increased burdens.
Now Try Tars.—It will cost you
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you have a Cough, Cold, or any trouble
with Throat, Chest or Lungs, Dr
King’s New Discovery for Consump-
tion, Coughs and Colds is guaranteed to
give relief, or money will be paid back.
Sufferers from La Grippe found it just
the thing and under its use had a speedy
Try a sample
bottle at our expense and learn for your-
self just how good a thing itis. Trial
bottles free at Parrish’s Drug Store.
Large size 50c. and $1,00.
—“Jonny-—Johnny if you don’t go
in the house this minute and get your
overshoes, I'll tell your mother.” «Tell
on then, Tain’t a caring—we’ve thrown
and taken to Dr.
—— The Prince of Wales has lived a
remarkable life-50 years without a drop
of reign.
The Hargreaves’ Diamonds.
The Last Actof a Drama in Real Life. ow
Mrs. Osborne Brought Disgrace Upon Herself
and her Husband.—Nine Months at Hard La-
bor in Prison for Lying.
Lo~poN, March 10.—Mrs. Floranece
Ethel Osborne was found guilty in the
old Bailey court yesterday on charges of
larceny and perjury and sentenced to
nine months imprisonment at hard la-
bor. She pleaded guilty to both
There was a large attendance ot fash-
lionable people at the court room. The
galleries were almo-t entirely filled with
ladies. Mrs. Osborne was very weak
and seemed to pay no attention to the
proceedings. She: wept bitterly through-
out, and when sae pleaded guilty to
both charges aguinst her, her voice could
hardly be heard.
This is the finale of what has been a
cause celebre in London society for over
a year. The mysterious theft of the
Hargreaves jewels occurred Feb. 13,
1891. No arrests ever took place for the
crime but gradually it began to be whis-
pered that the jewels had been pawned
by a young woman whom rumor identi-
fied as Mrs. Osborne, the young and
beautiful bride of Captain Osborne, an
officer in the army.
Then came the sensational slander
suit brought by Mr. and Mrs. Osborne
against the Hargreaves, in which the
most prominent attorneys were engaged.
The sudden collapse of ‘the prosecution
by the withdrawal of the attorneys for
the Osbornes was quickly followed, proof
positive showing that Mrs. Osborne had
sold the gems and got £550 from Spink
and son, well known and fashionable
Mrs, Osborne ard her husband quick-
ly disappeared after this denouement,
but were traced by detectives to the'con-
tinent, and when escape was no longer
possible returned, and Mrs. Osborne
gave herself up to stand for trial for the
theft and the added crime of perjury in
SYaning to the affidavit charging slan-
Thecrime of Kthel Osborne will go
down into history as one of the most
strange, pitiful and unnecessary ones on
record. It is a story of a young, beau-
tiful and accomplished woman who,
reared in the lap of lnxury, trained and
educated in exceptionally refined and
exclusive circles, and blessed with every
of sunshine and happiness, deliberately
threw all these advantages away in or-
der to gratify a passing need for money
and thus stamp herself as a criminal in
the eyes of God and man. Never was
there a great sacrifice of a good name
for a consideration so small and con-
Florence Ethel Elliot was the beauty
of the family and the favorite of her
wealthy grandfather, John Elliot. Her
parents had always been pensioners up-
on the old man’s bounty, and at their
death he supplemented the slender for-
tunes left to the children by an allow-
ance of $5,000 a year and a residence,
the Boltons, at South Kensington, a
fashionable suburb of London. This
allowance, added to the $30,000 each
which had been lett to the three Elliot
children by their parents, would have
been sufficient for their needs had they
been content to live moderately and
within decent economy, But this was
not what they had been accustomed to
or fitted for.
L hel Elliot met and fell in love with
tall, handsome Arthur Osborne. Hae
was a captain ina marching regiment,
Carbineers, a favorite with his brother
officers, the life ofthe mess room and
hero of his men. But he was poor.
Outside of his regimental pay, which
didn’t do much more than foot his mess
bills and his regimental expenses, he
had only a few hundred a year—the us-
ual allowance of a younger son of a
younger son. For this reason their
marriage was deferred.
Then, while visiting the Hargreaves,
Ethel Elliot learned the existence of
these jewels and the secret drawer
where they were kept. The temptation
came upon her to steal them to get the
funds needed for their marriage. She
took them but did it in such a blunder-
ing way asto exclude any professional
thief from the suspicion of having a
hand in it.
The one bright spot in the dark cloud
of shame and sorrow is to be found in
the conduct of Captain Osborne. He
knew that Ethel Elliot was under a
cloud of suspicion for the theft atthe
time he married her. But he had such
confidence in her truth, honesty and
honor that he would not insult her by
‘doubts. And he never faltered in that
belief until the damning evidence of her
own signature upon a bank note, part
of the proceeds ol the sale of the stolen
lewels, was placed in his hands. Then
the lightning struck him.
Aud yet. after all this, the chivalry
ofthe man shone forth. Dazed by his
misfortune and disgraced by his wife,
he gathered himself together, and the
man, the soldier and the husband again
asserted himself. She had made him
still worse, of its pity. But she was his
wife. He had promised to ‘love and
protect” her, and as a man, as a soldier,
he has stood by her loyally through it
The case originated in a libel suit last
December by Mrs. Osborne, formerly
Miss Ethel Elliot, against Major and
Mrs. Hargreave of Torquay, for slander,
imputing that she, on a visit there, had
stolen Mrs. Hargreave's jewels. Mrs.
Osborne was at the time of the theft
Miss Florence Ethel Osborne and on the
best of term with the Hargreaves family
the latter being in the Prince of Wales’
set. Miss Elliot was a cousin of Mrs.
Hargreave and they were on the most
intimate terms.
Mrs. Hargreave had very valuable
jewels, which she kept in a secret cab-
inet, and it is said that the secret of
this cabinet was known only to her hus-
band to herself, to a friend of the name
of Englehart and to Miss Elliot.
When several of the most valuable
pearls were missing suspicion was at
first direct to servants and others. Mrs.
Hargreave seems to have called in as an
adviser in the crisis her friend Engle-
hart. Mr. Englehart seems to have
thing that could make her life a season !
thesubject of the world’s scorn; or,
fixed his suspicions at once upon Miss
Eliot. Mrs Hargrave lresitated to
think her cousin guilty, but she author-
ized Eoglebart to investigate on her
behalf and he soon obtained evidence
that left no doubt in the minds of Major
and Mrs. Hargreave and of Englehart
that Miss Eiliot was guilty and that she
bad sold the pearls to Messrs, Spinks &
Sons, the well known jewelers.
At the libel trial Mrs, Osborne made
an excellent impression on the witness
stand and a verdict in her favor seemed
probable, when an unexpected incident
exposed her guilt and put a sudden end
to the rial. Mrs. Osborne had ex-
changed for Bank of England notes the
goldshg she received for the stolen
pearls. Just after Mrs. Osborne had
testified a letter was received by the
Judge, which he handed over to the
counsel in the case, Sir Edward Clarke,
solicitor general for the Hargreaves, and
Sir Charles Russell, for Mrs. Gsborne.
This letter set forth that Benjamin &
Sons, tailors, had been visited on Feb-
ruary 23 last by a lady who gave the
name of Mr. Thompson. This woman
had requested a letter to their bank, the
Piccadilly branch of the National and
Provincial, asking the bank to change
£550 in gold into notes. The firm had
supplied her with a check ulster before
her marriage and therefore had a suffi-
cient acquaintance, in their opinion, to
justify compliance with the the request.
Miss Elliot obtain the notes and she dis-
posed of one £50 note at the Messrs.
Maples, Tottenham court road for linen.
This note she endorsed “E. E. Elliot,”
and gave orders that the linen was to
be marked “C. A. Osborne.”
The letter which lead to these revela-
tions put an end to the case, and a ver-
dict was delivered for the Hargreaves,
Sir Charles Russell apoligizing also in
behalf of Captain Osborne for the
charges made and the annoyance caused
them. Mrs. Osborne fled to the Conti-
Upon the conclusion of the case two
warrants were issued for Mrs. Osborne,
one at theirstance of Spink, the jeweler
who had bought Mrs. Hargreaves’ jew-
els, and the other at the instance of the
Treasury officers. The jeweler claimed
that Mrs. Osborne had fraudulently ob-
tained from him a check for £550, and
the officers charged her with having
committed perjury.
Mrs Osborne returned to London and
surrendered herself to justice.
Birthday Cakes.
Such as dulight the Soul of Sugar Loving Younyg-
The custom of having a special cake,
round and frosted, for the birthday gives
a pleasure to the smaller children of a
family, and sometimes to the older ones,
which, once begun, no amount of toys
or costly gifts can take the place ofit.
The cake need not be rich or difficult to
make, for the fact that it is specially pre-
pared gives the plainest loaf a flavor not
commonly tasted. It must, however,
be frosted and decorated, and cut by the
happy child’s own hand, in order to se-
cure this mysterious sweetness. In near-
ly every home one kind of cake wins
favor above all others, and this is the
one par excellence for the birthday cake
although for wee little ones scarcely out
of babyhood a simple sponge or angel
cake is the least harmful of all the tooth
some species.
Surrounding cakes with candie, one
for each year, is a German custom. The
candles are melted slightly at the end,
and then stuck on the edge of stiff white
paper, which is put between the cake
and its plate, and is cut two inches larg-
er than the loaf.
Tiny little flags, whose sticks will run
easily down into the cake and float the
stars and stripes, during the birthday
feast are liked by both boys and girls.
The plate it concealed by a tringe of red
white and blue tissue paper. The paper
is folded in strips, and then cut like
fringe, and the circular form given it
and thread. The fringe is laid on the
plate first, and the cake nestled in it.
Pink sugar hearts on white frosting,
with a fluffy pink paper fringe, delight
a little girl and make an apt St. Valen-
tine cake. Favorite flowars arranged in
fern fronds, smilax, or their own leafage
never tail to please, while candy stars
and mottoes gratify a child who has
just learned to read.
The name and date spelled out with
colored sugared caraway seeds, however
awkward the lettering, give a satistac-
tion far greater than the effort expended.
Candy rabbits and little cupids will
bring a shout of joy from the younger
children, while Santa Claus, with his
sprig of a Christmas tree, will be voted
“just right” for a December baby.—
Agnes B. Ormsbee, in Harper's Bazar.
Little Jonnie, on seeing a skele-
ton for the first time, exclaimed, “Why,
but they skinned her mighty close, didn’t
they ! She looks worse than Aunt Jane
did, before ma gave her that bottle of
Favorite Prescription I” ‘Aunt Jane”
was so completely worn out, by prolap-
sus, pericdical difficulties and nervous
prostration, that she was a constant suf-
ferer, night and day, but Dr. Pierce’s
Favorite Prescription acted so promptly
and favorably upon the uterus and oth-
er organs, that she suffers no pain at any
time, and her general health was never
better. As a remedy for all femule
weaknesses, as a strength-giving tonic.
and quieting nervine, “Favorite Pres-
cription’ is unequaled. Guaranteed to
give satisfaction or price ($1.00) re-
Mrs. Taylor, of Little Washing-
ton, Pa., is known as the Oil Queen, be-
cause she accumulated a fortune of $3,-
000,000 by personal investments in the
Ritchie county fields.
-A richly dressed lady stopped a
boy trudeing along with a basket, and
asked, “My little boy, have you got re-
cent, “I’ve got potatoes.”
—Ely’s Cream Balm is worth its
; weight in gold asa cure for catarrh.
i One bottle cured me. S. A. Lovell,
Franklin, Pa.
by tacking little plaitsin it with needle |
ligion ?"” “No ma’am,” said the inno- |
The World of Women.
Mrs. Cockrell, the Senator's wife, bas
been chosen Regent, for Missouri, of the
Daughters of the Revolution.
Miss Fanny Crosby, the famous hymn
writer, is blind, but in spite of her af-
fliction is cheery and happy.
Ribbons to right of us, ribbons to left
of us, ribbons behind us, particularly the
latter, are, I fancy, fererunners, if I can
say s0,0f a revival of the Watteau back-
ed gowns,
Besides the favorite reseda green,
there are also sage, asparagus, pale un-
dine, gazon (or turf),bourgeon, the color
of the first green shoots on buds. and
also darker leaf green.
Flax tints are shown, and there are
blue shades that are almost lilac. Sable
brown remains in favor, and violet is in
great variety, from the lightest shades
to the darkest purle-blue.
The best poker playerin New York is
a mite of a blonde woman. She wears
glasses and is as chipper and cheery as if
she were not laying waste the pockets of
her friends each hour and each evening.
The silk shoestring is laid upon the
shelf; its reign is o'er, Silver and gilt
cords are the fashionat present. At the
end of each cord is a diminutive rosette.
Twisted cord of black and silver or black
and gilt is highly popular.
The first hint of Spring comes to us
bearing the rumor that pink is to take
the place of blue upon bonnets. Blick
velvet will continue to be the most pop-
ular bonnet material, and Spring flow-
ers finished off by loops of pink ribbon
will be the popular trimming.
Miss Alice Longfellow, the poet’s
eldest daughter, bears a marked resem-
blance to her father in eyes, and expres-
sion. With her uncle she lives in the
old homestead at Cambridge, Mass. On
either side of this are the homes of the
poet’s two married daughters — Mrs.
Dana and Mrs. Thorpe.
Another Felix gown was made with
a princess effect. It was of mauve lady’s.
cloth with a square yoke of pale blue
chiffon. The yoke was outlined with a
steel passementerie studded with tur-
quoise. This trimming was also used
on the sleeves and formed a bodice ef-
fect for the front of the waist. In the
back, down one side of the skirt ; was a
jabbeau of mauve corded silk.
There was, for example, a house dress
of brown serge for the tame young wo-
man who was first to wear the traveling
gown, It was a princess frock with a
narrow ruflle of brown silk about the
bottom of the skirt and cut off to form
a peasant bodice, laced behind. The
bodice yoke had puffings of cream wool
and there were cream-colored puffed
sleeves, finished with lace ruffles.
Black watered silks are among the
new things in the shops; they are.
striped with scarlet or a deep and “vivid
yellow and draped with black lace in
the making. The Muscovite silks are
more beautiful, if less striking, with
their small bouquets of pale roses on
lustrous grounds. Green and pink are
the reigning colors and the world must
be made to laugh in, or so the shop
folks would have us think, all the com-
binations are so gay.
I noticed at a recent very fashionable
wedding at St. Margaret's, - Westmins-
ter, that the bride’s mother wore a small
Empire bonnet tied under the chin with
a small bow and ends that reached the
hem of hes gown in front. For months the
Parisians have been trying to introduce
this fashion among their London cus-
tomers, who have never taken kindly to
the immense ‘‘ties.” Perhaps, after the
“lead” given them by this fashionable
matron, they may now step where before
they feared to tread. It is a silly style
at best though, and must be exceeding-
ly uncomfortable.
A mother who speaks from experience
says: “There is nothing like a coarse
towel and friction for an out and out
good cosmetic,” says this mother in Is-
rael. “It never roughens the skin; on
the contrary, it makes it smooth and
soft and beautifully fresh. With my
children I have always had wash cloths
of flannel with which the whole face is
well rubbed and afterward well rubbed
with a coarse towel with plenty of fric-
tion, and they take with perfect equan-
imity this rather heroic treatment
This rather vigorous method. if begun
by a novice, may at first cause the com-
plexion to appear blotched and perhaps
a little rough, bat this will speedily dis-
appear and the skin will become accus-
tomed to the treatment and will gain
perceptibly in color and freshness.’’
Another pretty waist may be made
with litile trouble from the brocaded
coat that you wore with so much satis-
faction last season, but that now you
have folded away wondering why you
were ever so extravagant enough to buy
it. Cut the close-fitting front entirely
out of it to the second dart. Make
your cutting as irregular and notched
as you will. Cut the sleeves off at the
elbow or just below it. Match the color
of the flowers in the brocade in crepe
de chine, which is the softest and most
serviceable material in the list; gather
it in full at the throat, letting it fall
loosely down to a becoming distance be-
low the waist. Beltit in at the waist
with a ribbon and put full sleeves of the
crepe in at the elbow, shirred down to
the wrist, and see what a comfortable
littie ‘tea jacket” you have to wear to
dinner at home to *‘receive in” or to put
on at breakfast to make the man you
love best tell you that you are the
smartest girl in the world
A writer in the New York Sun tells
her readers what may be done with half
worn evening gowns, Says she :
Piece down the skirt of any gay silk
or satin gown, if it isn’t already long
and put a very full lace frill about the
edge. Cut from piece lace, which will
heve a finish on the edge, the loosely fit-
ting Rassian blouse that you’ve seen bor-
dered with fur all winter. This blouse -
has no seams except under the arms and
on the shoulders. The fullness is mass-
ed in front and at the back and belted
in the dress shown in the cut with pale
blue moire ribbon, because the blouse
in that dress was made over an old blue
moire cown that had been stored away
waiting to do duty as linings. Over the
silk sleeves are lace upper sleeves, full,
like those of the peasant’s blouse. A
very pretiy arrangement of ribbon re-
lieves the front and back of the blouse,
and tie in full bows on the shoulder.
The blouse has no lining, but is worn
over a tight-fitting waist of silk.