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Bellefonte, Pa., May 27, 1892.
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A LITTLE SONG FOR BEDTIME.
A little song for bedtime,
When, robed in gowns of white,
All sleepy little chilaren
Set sail across the night
For that pleasant, pleasant coaniry
Where the pretty dream flowers blow,
'Twixt the sunset and the sunrise
For the Slumber Islands, ho!
‘When the little ones getdrowsy
And the heavy lids droop down
To hide blue eyes and black eyes,
Gray eyes and eyes of brown :
A thousand boats for Dreamland
Are waiting ina row
And the ferrymen are calling
For the Slumber Islands, oh!
Then the sleepy little children
Fill the boats along the shore,
And the dipping of the oar.
In the sea of sleep makes music,
That the children only know
When they answer to the boatman's
For the Slumber Island’s oh!
Oh, take a kiss, my darlings,
Ere you sail away from me
In the boat of dreams that's waiting
To bear you e’er the sea ;
Take a kiss and give one,
And then away you g0
A-sailing into Dreamland,
For the Slumber Islands, ho! :
— Boston Courier.
TT PET
A RECIPE FOR A DAY.
Take a little dash of water cold
And a little leaven of prayer,
And a little bit of sunshine gold
Dizsolved in the morning air.
Add to your meal some merriment
And a thought tor kith and kin,
And then, as your prime ingredient,
A plenty of work thrown in.
But spice it all with the essence of love
And a little whiff of play,
Let a wise old book and a glance above
Complete the well-made day.
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OLD BLACKBURN'S NOTE.
You will not acknowledge the debt
and pay me?”
The words were spoken by a young
lady as she rose from a chair in old
Amos Blackburn's cheerless sitting-
room. There was a note of despair in
her tone; but nevertheless, her pretty
black eyes flashed scornfully and her
hands inside her muff doubled up into-
fists.
“No, I won’t. I have said so, and
that’s all,” snarled old Blackburn from
his rustic rocking chair, In which he
sat shivering before a hearth whereon
he was trying to force two slender
hickory sticks to yield sufficient heat.
He was a very spare and wrinkled old
man, with a hard face and little eyes
that glittered coldly and cruelly. His
clothes showed miserly neglect, and
the knit zephyr cap which protected
his bald head, looked tired and dis-
couraged with it’s mis-spent life.
He accompanied every word of his
snarl, with an angry tap of his briar
cane upon the hearth bricks; and when
he had finished, pointed it toward the
door.
“Very well,” answered Alice Cardon,
“I'll see what can be done to make
you acknowledge it.”
There was some indication of a pret-
ty foot being stamped, and the certain-
ty of a door being slammed as she went
out. But once outside the shackly
gate, and in the street, her spirits
quickly vanished, and, but for her veil
tears could have been seen slipping
down her fair cheeks.
She couldn’t endure the thought of
going home to her mother and little
sister Eleanor with news of her failure.
The mother had failed, and now she,
who had believed and assured the oth-
ers she could coax the hard old man
into compliance, had failed too. What
they were to do now she did not know.
This was the situation of the little
family ; Mr. Cardon had been a well-
to-do farmer, and they had lived hap-
pily without a thought of the dark
days that were to come. Misfortune
and the father’s sickness had clouded
their skies, crops had failed, cattle had
been swept away by disease and they
had been compelled to sell part of the
old farm. Old Amos Blackburn had
been one of the purchasers, but had
made so poor a mouth about his pov-
erty, that Mr. Cardon, hard-pressed,
had accepted $500 in cash and a pro-
missory note for $1,500 at two years
for the balance.
But alas! beforethe two years were
gone, the father had succnmbed to his
calamities, leaving the three women to
fight them alone. Barely enough
ready cash was left to live upon. They
rested easily, however, in the expecta-
tion of the payment of the note; but,
misfortunes like birds, fly in flocks:
When the rent became due, the widow
looked through Mr. Cardon’s papers
and failed to find it. She and Alice
hunted everywhere but it could not be
traced.
They knew old Amos’ reputation for
miserliness and cruelty, but the mother
could not believe that he would refuse
to recognize so honest a debt. Shehad
called upon him a few days after the
note expired, and had found him sit-
ting upon the old rustic chair.
«Mr. Blackburn,” she had said,
“your note for $1,500 is due.”
“Yes,” he growled, looking around
at her, and waving his cane as if he
wished he could strike her for remind-
ing him of it.
“But, sir,” she had said, with an ut-
ter lack of tact, ‘we have lost your
note. We couldn't find it anywhere.”
“Oh! ah!” he said, with an ugly
grin of delight, ‘you have lost my note,
have you?”
“Yes, sir, but of course you will ac
knowledge the debt anyhow and pay
us the money. We need it so sorely.”
“Of course, I'll acknowledge the
debt and pay you the money,” he had
repeated, trying to mimic her pleading
with his cracked voice. “Of course I
won't do anything of the sort.”
“You can’t mean that you will not
pay us the money you so justly owe.”
“Why can’t 1?”
“Because it isn't right. You own
it, and if you have any conscience, sir,
you will.”
“Conscience!” he mocked ; “what's
that? What is that?”
“Probably you do not know,” she
said contemptuously.
“No, I don’t; and I ain’t goin’ to
pay no money.”
She could not move him,
him in despair.
In the interview with Alice which
closed a8 we have seen in the same
heartless manner, he had been insult-
ing. She had threatened, had told him
many plain things that would have
cut most men, but all her shafts had
fallen broken from the case-hardened
old man.
Mother and sister were watching for
Alice, and going up the winding path
to the little house, she tried hard to
walk bravely, but they saw she was
crushed, and when inside with the
mother’s arms around her, she broke
down and it was many minutes before
she could tell how she had failed. It
was a hopeles family consultation ;
they knew not what was now to befall
them, except being forced to sell their
home. They had many friends, but
pride would not permit the seeking of
help.
oh is so unfortunate just at this
time,” said the mother, “for Mr. Wil-
row—" she paused to note the blush
the name brought to Alice's face—
“was here while you were gone. He
was so thoughtful. He came to say
that there was a chance at the bank to
invest five hundred or a thousand dol-
lars, and he thought perhaps we might
wish to take advantage of it. Oh!
Alice, he is such a gentleman, and I
do not see why you dislike him so. My
heart ached so that I almost told him
the straits we are in.”
“But you did not tell him, mother ?”
Alice asked in alarm.
“No, I did not, but I am sure he
would have been glad to help us. In-
deed, Alice, we need a man’s help, and
if you could only swallow your pride
and go to Mr. Wilrow, I'm sure he
could see a way out.”
“I could not think of doing so,
mother.”
The evening shadows dropped upon
the little group as black as their troub-
and left
‘les, and neither mother nor Alice no-
ticed how soberly little Eleanor sat.
She had listened intently to all they
had said, and now sat stadying. She
was but 8 years old—a very interesting
little maiden—of whom Mr. Herbert
Wilrow seemed especially fond. She
could not forget how he had noticed
her, talked to her, and on the street,
bowed and tipped his hat to her. To
her, he was the finest gentleman in the
world and she couldn’t quite under-
stand why Alice wouldn't go to him,
nor why she shouldn’t go herself and
tell him all about their troubles. He
seemed to her just the one to help them
and she resolved to go the very next
morning without telling her mother or
Alice.
A sunny smile lighted up Mr. Wil-
row’s face as he looked out through
the teller’s window at the little girl
‘gazing up at him—so bright and re-
freshing in the dull routine of the work.
“Please. Mr. Wilrow,” she said, “‘can
I speak to you a few moments?”
sCertainly you can,” he replied,
“come right back into the cashier's
room.”
He opened a little gate for her and
led her into the room, brighter and
richer than anything she had ever seen.
It made her think that all Mr. Wilrow
had to do was to take the loads and
loads of money there and give it to
them. So she told him innccently all
their trouble; she couldn’t understand
it all exactly, but old Mr. Blackburn
owed her mother money on a piece
of paper, and wouldn't give it to her;
and they were dreadfully poor, and
didn’t know what to do; and how
Alice just wouldn’t come herself to see
bim, so she had come without telling
them ; und he must be sure, deed-in-
double sure, not to tell them she had
told him.
“I'm very sorry,” he said kindly,
but seriously, “and I think I can help
you. I'll domy best, and all for you,
Eleanor.”
“But more for Alice, won’t you?”
the little maid said shrewdly. “I just
can’t see why Alice is so afraid of you,
and what makes her face get so red
when we talk about you when you're
too nice to be afraid of. Why, you
don’t scare me one bit. And all the
time, Mr. Wilrow, I just believe she
likes you and pretends she doesn’t, for
one day when passed on the other side
of the street, she stood at the window
and watched you till you turned the
corner, and 2”
“Eleanor, your sister knows best.
Run now to school. Be sure you don’t
tell them you have told me, and I will
help you if I can.”
Eleanor’s visit rejoiced Wilrow. He
loved Alice Cardon, but she had been
go distant and cold with him that he
had given up hope. The little maid-
en's tell-tale words had revealed ber
love, and the possibility of helping her.
The matter was one which must be
handled with tact, however, for Alice
was very proud, and, for himgelf, he
did not wish to hasten her nor to make
her choice of him one of mere grati-
tude.
Fortunately, a possibly way to hold
old Blackburn was made known to Mr.
Adam Martin, one of the bank’s de-
positors who came in shortly after, He
put on his hat to go immediately to old
Amos, but at that moment he recollect-
ed that a short time betore Mr. Car-
don’s death, he had brought a small
tin box to the bani to be kept in the
vault. Probably the lost note was in
it. He hurried to the safe and found
the box, He at once called a messen-
ger boy and sent him to the Cardon
cottage with the box and a note, stat-
ing that he had happeued to find it in
the vault, and thought it might contain
something valuable.
lected around the teller's window, so
that he was compelled to put oft his
visit to old Amos, and there we leave
him, to follow the box.
Mrs. Cardon and Alice received it,
the former with a thrill of hope, the
latter with a blush, The mother knew
where the key was, and it was with
tremulously eager hands thatvit was
placed in the lock and the lid of the
box thrown back.
“Thank God,” exclaimed the widow,
“there is the note.”
“Oh! mother,” cried Alice, “can it
be true? Here, help me put on my
things. I'll go right away to old Mr.
Blackburn. [ can’t wait until I shake
that precious piece of paper at him.”
Old Amos sat in his chair,—meagre
fire, briar cane, cap, ugly face and all
just as we have seen him. His snarl
quickly joined the rest when Alice en
tered.
“What d'ye want now ?”’ he growl-
ed. :
“I've come,” she said, with courage
in the consciousness of power, ‘to see
if your conscience has awakened.”
“I ain’t got such a thing,” he snap-
ed.
y “I know that. But haven’t you yet
decided to take pity on us and pay us
what you owe ?”
“No, and I never will.”
“Then we'll compel you to.
“How,” he snarled defiantly.
“With this.”
She advanced to him and shook the
paper in front of him, He started and
grabbed atat almost as a wild beast
might, but she sprang back, saying—
“Now, Mr. Blackbura, you will just
please give me a check for $1,500 with
interest for two years.”
«I'll do nothing’ of the sort. The
note says, ‘I promiseto pay James Car-
don,’ but it don’t say nothing of payin’
a darter of his Begone with you; I
don’t owe you nothing.”
Alice shrank from him. She had
never thought of this and her courage
quickly gave place to fears and anxie-
ties of the delay of a law suit. But
she forced herself to answer him,—
“We will haye to sue you.”
“Sue ahead. I don’t keer. Git out
the house, I don’t owe you nothin’;
gh
“Don’t be afraid of the brute, Alice.”
1t was the voice of a strong man,and
both turned and saw the man himself,
Herbert Wilrow. He quickly came to
Alice's side as if surprised at her pre-
gence there and asked her to explain.
the miser, said,—
“You refuse to pay the note, do
you ?”’
“Well, the man is dead,—”
“Do you refuse ?”’
“Yes, I do.”
“Very well, sir. Mr, Adam Martin
came into the bank to-day with $1,600
that he owes you for a house, and he
authorized me to hold it until you made
the promised repairs. I'll just trans-
fer that money to Miss Cardon. There's
some justice in this world, you wretch,
and I'm glad I happened here just in
time. Ifyou don’tthis instant draw a
check in favor of Mrs. Cardon for $1,
500 and two years’ interest, Mr, Mar-
tin will throw the house back on your
miserly hands anfigou will be out $3,-
600 and with a lawsuit against you for
this note. What do you say ?”
“You're mighty hard on a helpless
old man,” whined the wretch, “but I
guess I must.”
“Yes, it’s your best policy. Here is
a check I've filled up for $1,680. Sign
it]
A few moments later they were out
in the bright winter sunshine; Alice
with the precious check in her pocket,
hope and courage in her heart, keep-
ing company with another feeling there
which showed itself in her face and
which forced itself into words of con-
fession before they reached home.
And little Eleanor could not quit un-
derstand until years afterward, why
Mr. Wilrow picked her up and kissed
her so hard, or why Alice tried to look
reprovingly at her and failed.— Yankee
Blade.
What the Flowers Express.
The language of flowers is a study at
once interesting and innocent, cultivat-
ing as it does a taste for the works of
pature, filling the soul with the sweet
est emotions and presenting to view one
of the most enchanting phases of a
beautiful world full of wonders.
Following are a few of the best
known flowers and the sentiments
which they represent :
Sweet alyssum, worth beyond beauty;
apple blossom, preference; bachelor’s
button, single and selfish ; balm, sym-
pathy ; barberry, sourness; candytuft,
indifference ; carnation pink, women’s
love; Chinese chrysanthemum, cheer-
fulness under misfortune; clematis,
mental beauty ; columbine, folly: red
clover, industry.
Dahlia, signifies dignity ; white daisy,
innocence ; faded leaves, melancholy ;
forget-me-not, remembrance ; jonquil,
affections returned; lily of the valley,
return of happiness; mirtle, Jove in
absence; pansy, you occupy my
thoughts; moss rose, I am worthy of
love ; sunflower, haughtiness; yellow
rose, infidelity.
A MiruioN Frienps.--A friend in
need isa friend indeed, and not less
than one million people have found just
such a friend in Dr. King’s New Dis-
covery for Consumption, Coughs, and
Colds.—If you have never used this
Great Cough Medicine, one trial will
convince you that it has wonderful cur-
ative powers in all diseases of Throat,
Chest ard Lungs. Each bottle is guar-
anteed to do all that is claimed or money
will be refunded. Trial bottles free at
Parrish’s Drug stora. Large bottles 60c.
and $1.00.
A Fast Growing : Vine.
The Kudzu vine is probably the most
rapid growing plant in the world. It
belongs to the bean family. The leaves
look something like alima bean, and
was once called Dolichos japonicus. It
iit.
will grow easily sixty feet in three
months. Tt was introduced into Amer-
En i ica by tk 8 i -
By this time many people had col- fon by the Japanets during ihe Centon
nial exhibition. Itis said that in its
own country it has flowers like bunches
of wistaria. Forsome reason American
summers do not seem long enough for
It rarely blooms.
—— Constipation is caused by loss
of the peristattic action of the
bowels. Hond’s Pills restore this action
and invigorate the liver,
She did so, and Wilrow, turning to
Great Improvement.
The Electrocution of Murderer Tice Without the
Repulsive Features.
Joseph L. Tice, the Rochester wife
murderer, paid the penalty of his crime
last Wednesday in the death chair. This
execution was robbed of all the revelts:
ing features of the previous electrocu-
tions and was declaied the most success-
ful execution since the electric death
law went into effect.
Four skort electrical shocks of about
1.1700 volts each were given the man in-
«tead of two long ones, and the medical
men and electricians agree that this is a
great improvement. The doctors who
made an examination immediately after
the last shock say there was absolutely
no trace of pulsation. Death must have
been instantaneous,
Tice spent a very restless night.
Soon after midnight he was awakened
to be shaved, and the rest of the night
was spent in pacing his cell. It was
evident that he was much agitated, but
he was completely over come with ner-
vousness a3 daylight broke.
Dr. Sawyer, the prison physician,
had exacted a promise of Tice that he
would close his left hand and open his
right hand as he took his seat in the fa-
tal chair. Ifhe was conscious after the
bolt struck him he was to try to
close his right hand. When he took
his place in the fatal chair Tice placed
his hands in the position agreed upon,
but at no time was there the slightest
movement of them.
Tice’s body was buried in a quicklime
grave in the prison yard. :
After completing a three months’
term of imprisonment for drunkenness,
and expressing his intention of killing
his wife, with whom he had quarreled,
he sharpened a knife for the purpose
and going te the house where she was
employed he stabbed her three times.
Mr. O'Toole’s Embarrassme at.
The humor of the Celt is proverbial,
and there is scarcely a situation ,which
the Irshman failsto grasp and to deal
with it in its proper, light. On azn old
colony train, a day or two age, two na-
tives of the Green isle approached a
group of men who were playing whist
in the smoker. “Is there a lawyer
here 7’ asked one. One of the gentle-
men glanced up and designated his part-
ner at the game, a lively young wool
dealer of Boston.
“What is the case ?’’ asked the wool
man. The speaker explained that he
had recently married a young girl by
the name of Agnes Brennan. It had
turned out that the bride, for reasons of
her own, had given a false name, and
that her true name was Maggie Brown.
The wool man listened attentively to
the tale, and then gravely advised the
man to take out a new license end
marry the girl over again under her
true name.
“Bedad,” broke in his friend. “Yer a
be-ga-mist. “Yer've married two wo-
min. Yer've married Agnes Brennan
and Maggie Brown.”
“She’s Mrs. O'Toole, I'll have you
know,’’ said the victim with dignity.
“Three womin, then! Yer've mar-
ried Agnes Brennan and Maggie Brown
and Mrs. O. Toole.”
“Oh! no,” broke in the wool man.
“Qne name as simply a misnomer.”
«Miss Nomer, too. An’did ye mar-
ry her too. Foor womin ye’ve married
Bad luck to ye, ye old schoundrel.”
Mr. O'Toole is at a loss to know how
to settle the complicated matter in
which he has become involved and
would welcome any friendly advice.
An Awful Tragedy!
Thousands of lives have been sacri-
ficed, thousands of homes made desolate
by the fatal mistake of the ‘old-school
physicians, still persisted in by some,
notwithstanding the light thrown upon
the subject by modern research, that
Consumption is incurable. It is not.
Consumption, is a serofulous disease of
the lungs, and any remedy which strikes
right at the seat of the complaint must
and will cure it. Such a remedy is Dr.
Pierce’s Golden Medical Discovery. It
is a certain specific for all scrofulous
complaints. It was never known to
fail if given a fair trial, and that is why
the manutacturers sell it under a posi-
tive guarantee that if it does not benefit
of ‘cure, the money paid for it will be
refunded. The only lung remedy pos-
| sessed of such remarkable curative pro-
perties as to warrant its makers in sell-
ing it on trial.
Jaeger was Assisted in His Stealings.
BerriN, May 16.—The investigation
made into the accounts of the Roths-
childs’ banking house at Frankfort,
immediately after the flight of Jaeger,
the chief cashier, became known,
showed the cashier had been assisted
in his stealings by some one else con-
nected with the house. To-day Herr
Gerloff, who held an official position
in the house, was arrested for complic-
ity in the frauds.
Late Arrivals.
“Andrew, are you going to the vil-
lage?’ “Yes, wife,” “Then don’t
forget to bring me a bottle of that
Kemp’s Balsam for Coughs and Colds,
the medicine that cured Aunt Mary's
cough after she had foolishly let it run
along until she had about given up
ever getting rid of it- Remember
Kemp's Balsam, Andrew, and take not
other. You can get 1t at any of the
drug stores.”
Cornell's New Presid ent.
Irnaca, N. Y.—A special meeting of
the Trustees of Cornell University was
held to-day. The resignation of Presi-
dent Adams was accepted. Resolutions
of respect and commendation were
adopted.
Prof. Jacob Gould Schurman was
then elected President by a unanimous
vote. No other name was suggested.
Prof. Schurman has been at the head of
the Sage School of Philosophy at Cor-
nell University during the past six
years,
ETE TS C——_—————
——It’'s a wonder that firemen are
not always taking cold, because they so
frequently get water in their hose.
Take Care of Your Hair.
Men complain that baldness is so
much more prevalent among their sex
than with women. For this trouble
there are many theories. Some contend
that the frequent washing given to
ahcii pair is conducive to its loss. Others
that the high silk hat is responsible for
most of it, Yet others, again, that men
being out around their business so much
more than women naturally keep their
heads covered more, and thus produce
an unhealthy perspiration of the scalp,
which causes the hair to fall. The last
theory which we have heard advanced,
but which seems to ecntain much reason,
is that tight fitting hats stop the flow of
blood to thescalp and so produce bald-
ness. Women who 40 not wear light
little bonnets wear hats which are in no
way heating or oppressive to the head,
although to the masculine observer they
may seem cumbersome or obtrusive.
Ifa lady’s hair is very thin, before she
tries any restorers, the head should be
rubbed with the fingers every night for
half an hour. If the scalp is perfectly
clean, the pores of the skin do not be-
come obstructed, and the roots of the
hair keep in a healthy state. Once a
month is sufficient to thoroughly wash
the head, but rubbing the roots of the
hair once a week with camphor and
borax wash prevents dandruff and in-
creases the growth of the hair. The
wash is made by dissolving one cunce
of powdered borax and half an ounce of
camphor in a quart of boiling water ;
bottle when cool. It should be applied
with asmall sponge, and the hair well
brushed after.
In washing the head soda should not
be used, but two teaspoonfuls of carbon-
ate of soda and an egg beaten up in the
basin of water. Sufficient salts of tartar
dissolved in boiling water to form a
lather keep the hair light as well as
clean. Cocoanut oil, too, is excellent
for promoting the growth of the hair.
If there is much dandruff, an ounce of
white precipitate, mixed with half a
dram of creosote, should be rubbed into
the scalp every night for a week.at the
expiration of which timethe head should
be well washed and bathed with camph-
or and borax. With a clean brush re-
move any exfoliation which may have
been thrown out. Quilli bark stirred
into hot water till a lather is formed,
then a sponge dipped in and the head
well rubbed, is also a good remedy.
Baby Superstitions.
Roumania mothers tie red ribbons
around the ankles of their children to
preserve them from harm. Kthiopian
mothers tie small bits of assafwtida to
the necks of their oftspring for the same
urpose.
In old Ireland a belt woven from
women’s hair (blonde and brunette in
equal numbers) is placed about the
child’s waist to keep the ‘‘banshee”
away.
In Holland the new mother insures
the future good fortune of her child by
putting salt, garlic, bread, cheese and
meat in its cradle.
‘Welsh and English mothers frequent-
ly put a knife in the cradle with a new-
born infant to ward off colic and other
infantile diseases. The Welsh mother
adds to the merit of the charm by oc-
casionally throwing in thesugar tongs.
In Lower Brittany the baby is put
through a regular gymnastic exercise,
which winds up with the head being
soaked in oil, this latter to “solder up
the seams of the cranium.”
Among the Vosges peasants’ children
born at a new moon are supposed to
have their tongues better hung than
others, while those born at the last quar-
ter are supposed to have little or no
powers of expression. A daughter born
during the waxing moon is supposed to
be extraordinary precocious.
The Grecian mother, before putting
her infant in the cradle, turns three
times around before the fire, singing her
favorite lullaby, this is to ward off evil
spirits.
In several parts of the United States
to rock the empty cradle is an omen of
baby’s death ; in Scotland the same per-
formance is believed to insure the com-
ing of another occupant for it.
In Spain the newly arrived babe has
its face brushed with & pine bough.
In Turkey amulets of various kinds
are put on the baby’s toes, fingers,
ankles, wrists and neck as soon as it
comes into the wicked world. If its
{father be a priest, mud-cakes steeped in
milk are plastered on its little fore-
head.
In London a book is putunder baby’s
pillow to insure aptness in educational
matters, and money is put in its bath as
a guarantee of financial success,
AT ——ATT
Peachblow Porcelain.
The ‘peachblow porcelain is of Chi-
nese manufacture, and is about 300
years oid. It is not, as sometimes sup-
posed, the designation of a particular
shade of color, but a rareand peculiar
glaze, which not merely covers the sur-
face of the vessel, but penetrates the en-
tire texture of the article, so that if the
same be broken the internal structure is
identical with that of the surface. The
method by which this result is* reached
is unknown, and much money has bzen
expended in vain to discover 1t. The
ware isin a sense, therefore, the result
oi a happy accident.
Specimens of it are rare in China to-
day, where it is prized as highly as any-
where else. Most of that of which there
is definite knowledge was taken from
China by the Dutch in the days when
they monopolized the trade with that
country, and from Holland has made its
way over Europe. The specimens in
this country have almost all of them
come either from Holland direct or by
way of France, whither pieces of it were
early carried by the Dutch, ar using
unusual interest among the French
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Such persons take especial pleasure in
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The praise that follows its introduction
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Trish guipure, laid over some delicate
tint, is used tor foot trimming and pan-
els,
The World of Women.
The Consolation of the Six Footer.
“Liflomaiden tell me true
at sort of a man most pleases you?”
She blushed and hung her robes ve
“ “Tis Hymen I like best,” she said.
Black sun umbrellas,
handles, are very stylish.
The old time organdies. made over:
shot silks, are about the daintiest thing
out.
The full puffed sleeves, falling rather
low on the arm, are most popular for
evening robes.
The black velvet ‘dog cellar’ on
which jets are studed has become fash--
ionable again .
_ Wide baby sashes of moire or fancy
ribbon will be very much worn with
summer dresses.
Straw hats have the crowns cut out
and soft silk Tam O’Shanter ones put in
that are very pretty.
The perfume salts for the room, in-
closed in a cylinder of glass with a top
of silver, has found a place.
For a dancing slip the colored Valen-
ciennes net are wonderfully pretty made
up over a silk foundation of the same
tone.
A pretty trimming for white and
light dresses consists of three rows of
falling loops of baby ribbon, a band.
nearly nine inches wide.
Gaze de Chambery is coming into use:
again. It is of soft, supple texture, ex-
quisite in it colorings, and fall in grace-
ful folds about the figure.
Mrs. Susan C. Yeomans, of Walworth,
N. Y,. appointed by Governor Flower
a trustee of the New York State Asy-
lum for Feeble-Minded Women, is a
sister of ex-President Cleveland.
Celia Thaxter, the poetess, is a tall,
handsome woman of 57, whose snow
white hair ripples above a dark face and
brilliant but dark eyes. She spends
every summer at the Isles of Shoals.
Miss E. Jean Nelson, who recently
carried off the honors of an interstate
collegiate oratorical contest in Minne-
apolis, was eccorded a rousing reception
on her return to De Pauw College. °
Burmah must be a heavenly place for
women. In that country the members
of the fair sex select their own husbands
and when they tire of them procure a
divorce for the asking and marry again.
A woman who, in this age of slender
women, is stout, must beware of dresses
that are not long enough in front. Al-
so a conspicious border or trimming at
the bottom of the skirt does not become
them.
Queen Margaret of Italy fills up By-
ron’s ideal of a lovable woman in being
fair, fat and forty, and is one of most
learned and popular ladies in the coun-
try—one who would have been an orna-
meut to her sex in any walk in life.
Mrs. Chauncy Depew says of her
daughters; ‘One accomplishment that
[ am anxious to have them all acquire
is that of reading aloud well. TI consid--
er that a very necessary part of a good
education, and also that they should
learn to enunciate their words clearly
and correctly.
All sashes are arranged to give a
pointed effect. The old time Roman
ribbon reappears. Most elaborate pat-
terns have become a feature of the warm
weatherstyles. They not only carry
out the brilliant effect produced by the
changeable silks, but are brocaded and
striped as well.
Cheviot gowns are always in favor
and the fawn and dull blues lead
the pace this year and will be made sim-
ply, some with only silk buttons as
trimming, others with tiny braid, but
all minus any attempt at heavy or elab-
orate eftects. In these the Russien
blouse will be seen some, but the coat-
tail back, in many instances reaching
to the edge of the bell skirt, is the most
fashionable.
Every girl must have at least a dozen
belts to accompany heroutfit. The new-
est are of silver, steal and jet. These
are made with a point, which is placed
at the left side. From this, generally,
falls a pendant to be used in holding the
all important hand-bag. Ribbon belts
are covered with lace and fastened with
heavy clasps or buckles of gold. Em-
broidered leather, hammered silver and
velvet are also a part of the collection.
There will be much dark blue worn,
especially in the outing suits, consisting
of the well cut, well-hanging bell skirt,
and the three-quarter coat, with its over
lapped seams, silk lining and half man-
nish, half neglige air, its loose blouse in
silk or muslin, in any color Madame or
Msadamoiselle may choose, and topped
off by a jaunty little hat not overloaded
with trimming, but running rather to
taut, natty effects, with ribbon and stiff
quills as the principal adornment.
Ttis generally admitted that heavy
perfumes are not ir the very best taste,
though a woman should always carry
about with hera delicate and faint odor,
usually the extract of some flower. Use
sachets in the drawers where your linen
is laid. Oze clever woman keeps long
bags filled with vert-vert, ground orris
root and lavender hanging among her
gowns. In place of any liquid perfume,
she wears sewed on the inside of her cor-
sets, long, thin sachets, that can be easi-
ly ripped out and renewed frequently.
Corduroy gowns in navy blue and
tan are made with the loose shirt fronts
in silk and long three quarter jackets.
Black satin house shoes are coming in
favor for home wear. They corres-
pond daintily with the fashionable spun
silk and Lisle thread black hosiery. A
stylish buttoned boot promised for the-
spring will have a patent leather vamp,
with a Scotch cloth top. The popular
shadings are tan and gray, and they are
to match the the suittings that ‘on dit”
will be worn in a few weeks.
In the cotton crepes one will see-
many pale yellow ones, trimmed with
rufiles of white net, on which three rows
of baby ribbon will be sewed. The
waists will be cut with the little round
necks that just reveal the snowy throat,
and bring more prominently forward
those facinating tendrils at the nape
that prove so irresistible when damp-
ness makes them curl up into regulation
love locks of long ago. Sashes, regu la-
tion width, will come prominently to
the fore. They are not to be tied in the
ordinary bow knot, but sans loops. The
long ends will fall from full choux to
the very bottom of the skirt.
with D:esden.