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Bellefonte, Pa., Dec. 2, 1892.
WAITING FOR THE ANGELS.
MARGARET E. SANGSTER, IN HARPERS BAZAR.
Waiting through days of fever,
Waiting throngh nights of pain,
For the waft of wings at the portal,
For the sound of songs immortal,
And the breaking of life’s long chain:
There is little to do for our dear one—
Only to watch and pray--
As the tide is outward drifting,
As the gates of heaven are lifting,
And its gleam is on her way.
The tasks that so often taxed her,
The children she held so dear,
The strain of the coming and going,
The stross of the mending and sewing,
The burden of many a year.
Trouble her no longer,
She is past the fret and care.
Oa her brow is the angel’s token,
The look of a peace unbroken,
She was never before so fair.
You see, she is waiting the angels,
And we—we are standing apari.
For us there are loss and sorrow ;
For her is the endless morrow,
And the reaping time of the heart.
AN EVERYDAY AFFAIR.
“Would you like your window opened, miss
He said with hardihood,
To the pretiy girl who sat in front
And che declared she would.
So o'er the seat he bent with joy
And seized that window frame,
And tugged and tugged, and tugged, and
tugged,
Until his wrist was lame.
His lips grew white, his face grew red,
His spine he knew was split,
But still that wicked window frame
Moved not a little bit.
He gave one last despairing shriek,
And swooned upon the floor.
While the brakeman who had nailed it down
Fell backward with a roar.
—Brandon Banner.
A PULLMAN CAR WOOING.
Scene: Eastern-bound Pullman car
at the Oakland mole.
Time, 3:30 p.m. Enter elderly gen-
tleman, carrying small valise and large
hamper. Following him two ladies,
evidently mother and daughter.
Daughter in dark blue traveling cos-
tume, with large bunch of violets pinned
to front of her jacket, is a pretty, slen-
der girl, of about nineteen. Both la-
dened with flowers, books, and numer-
ous small parcels, which they deposit
in section nearest middle of car. The
following conversation ensues:
“Nan dear, I am really worried over
your taking this trip alone. Had you
not better wait a day or so, to see if
we can hunt some one up to accompa-
ny you?”
“Ob, no indeed, papa. It was un-
fortunate that Mr. Wilson was taken
ill 80 suddenly this morning, so that
Mrs. Wilson could not go with me this
afternoon, but you see I'll have to start
to-day to reach ©maha in time for
Clara’s wedding, especially as I'm to
be bridesmaid. ‘You and mamma
must not worry, for I shall get along
all might alone.”
In the meantime other passengers
come in and find their respective sec-
tions. The engineitoots warningly. A
few more kisses and hurried instruc
tions, and papa and mamma are gone.
The train moves off slowly at first, then
with increased speed carries her further
from the two worried souls she had
just left. :
Nan felt a bit frightened at the pros-
pect of this, her firstilong journey alone,
and kept her face turned toward the
fast flying but unnoticed landscape, tor
the blue eyes behind the long veil were
blurred with tears. : |
Her thoughts flew back to her par-
ents, now on their avay to their home
in San Francisco. She'know how much
they sould miss her—the only child—
though she was going to stay only a
few weeks with her Omaha friends.
She thought, too, of some one else who
—well, some one who was also left in
San Francisco.
Finally, turning to inspect her fel-
low-travellers, she thought the few men
and two fussy old ladies looked very
uninteresting. Thrown carelessly in
the section opposite was a valise and a
man’s ulster, but the owner was not
vigible. She then turned her attention
to the books, candy and flowers packed
up in front of her. She read, smiled
over, and tucked away in her handbag
the cards and tiny sealed notes hidden
in the candy boxes or attached to the
bouquets.
Time passed, and with a restless lit-
tle yawn. Nan glanced at her watch
and found it after. The porter just
then announced that a stop will be
made now at Sacramento for dinner.
Nan thought of the bother.of un-
packing the neatly packed hamper for
Just one meal, dieliked the idea of go-
ing out at the station alone, then de-
cided to dine on candy, as she was not
very hungry.
At the moment a familiar form came
up the aisle, and in a second a tall,
handsome young man was standing
near with oatstretched hand. A gleam
of amusement was in his dark eyes as
he quietly said. “How do you do,
Nan?”
A delicate pink colored her cheeks
as ehe shook hands and answered him
with a surprised and rather cool.
“Why, Jack, where did you come
from ?”’
“From the smoking-room where I’ve |
been for the last three hours, ever since
Icame in and found youn so wrapped
up in the scenery you did not see me,”
he replied, moving some books away
and sitting beside her in the most mat-
ter-of-course way.
“Where.are you going, Jack ?”
“To Omaha, Nan.”
*What for 2” asked she, suspicious
y.
“Partly busivess—partly pleasure,
Business, to take care of you; pleas
ure, to be with you,” he answered, con-
cisely.
“Now, Jack, you know that is very
foolish, afier—'" |
‘Last night when you refused me
again. Yes, I know ; but you eee I
can’t help being foolish. Was bora to,
I guess,” eaid Jack, resignedly.
1 almost at Sacramento,
Dead silence followed this for abcut
two minutes. She looked steadily ont
cf the window, while he gazed absent:
ly at the bald head of a man a few seats
in front.
Then hz broke the silence by lean-
ing toward her, and saying, in a very
soft and persuasive tone : ‘Nan, won't
you reconsider what you said last
night 2”
Looking around to see if any one
could hear, ehe answered : “No, Jack
—please don’t go over that again, for
it won't do one bit of good.”
He looked disappointed; then pick-
ing up her jacket said : “Well, we are
Come, let us
go out to dinner.”
Nan rose quickly, glad that she did
not have to dine on candy, after all;
and while belping her with her coat
Jack casually remarked :
“You have lots of flowers.”
“Yes, and these lovely violets—they
came this morning with no card at-
tached ; but I think I can thank you
for them.” looking up brightly at him.
A tender look came into his eyes as
he said, “Yes, I sent them, and I'm
much obliged to you for wearing them.”
“Oh,” said Nan, rather coolly, “I
had no preference. They matched my
dress so well—that is why I wore
them.”
“Yes, I see,” assented he as coolly.
“Those cream roses would not look
well with it all, for instance”
Poor little violets—that last remark
caused their dethronement, for the girl,
with a flush, hastily and angrily de-
tached them, saying, “Come to think
of it, the roses would be far more effec-
tive,” and pinned a few of the long-
stemmed beauties in their place.
Just as quickly Jack replaced the
few violets he had worn in his coat
‘with a rosebud that she had dropped,
saying, “Mine are withered, 00.”
Nan looked annoyed, but said noth-
ing, and in five minutes they were hur-
riedly eating dinner at the station res-
taurant. .
Afterward Jack amused and enter-
tained her till the. early bedtime, and
she slept soundly that night, feeling
safe with a friend so near.
Carefully looking from behind her
curtains the next morning, Nan saw
that the opposite section had been
changed from “two beds to two seats’
again, but Jack was not visible. Half
an hour found her dressed, waiting for
him to appear, as she intended asking
him to breakfast out of the well stocked
hamper.
Presently he came in, and after a
very slight hesitation, smilingly accep-
ted her invitation. He helped her un-
pack the hamper and eet the table in
her section, and in a perfect gale of fun
they began their morning meal sitting
opposite.
“This is fun, isn’t it?’ says Nan,
spearing for a sardine with a corkscrew, |
for Jack, as company, was honored.
with the only fork.
“Immense!” he assented, so emphat-
ically that she laughed gleefully. i
Emboldened by this, Jack in the
act of carrying ‘a piece of cold chicken!
to his mouth, leaned over and lower-
ing his voice and fork at the same time
said coaxingly, “Let's breakfast to-
gether always—shall we, Nan |” ;
She smiled in spite of herself at his
tone and manner, even while a dainty
frown slightly marred her pretty fore-’
head, and she answered briefly and
emphatically: “Couldn’t think of such
a thing Den’t be silly Jack.”
“Oh, you cruel little girl !"’ said Jack,
dramatically, as he straightened up
god proceeded to eat the morals on his
fork. :
Their merry little meal over, the
rest of the day passed in the usual rout-
ine of a Pullman car. Jack was all
devotion from first to last. Reading,
talking and eating, with hasty little
promenades when there was any oppor-
tunity, was the order of the day.
Nan acknowledged to herself, after
bidding him'good night, that Jack was
a very pleasant companion—but she
did not want te marry him ; no, indeed.
Jack Hollis had known and loved
Nan Preston since he was a boy of
nineteen and she a little girl of four-
teen, He had proposed and been de-
clined several times, but knowing that
she did not dislike him and believing
that “everything comes to the man who
waits,” he was waiting, and in the
meantime wooing to the best of his
ability.
He was very much afraid she would
meet some other man during her visit
who would fall in love with her and
win her ; hence his deep laid echeme
to travel to Omaha with her. As for
Nan, after her first surprise at seeing
him on board, she was so used to his
never failing devotion that she took
his coming with her as a matter of
course. It was just like Jack, she
thought.
The second morning Nan arose with
a severe headache. With that and a
wretched night's sleep, she was worn
out and cross—undeniably so. She
snubbed poor Jack, who was all sym-
pathy ; refused the cup of tea he brought
her when they changed cars at Ogden,
and when the journey began again lay
back on the pillows he fixed in the seat
for her, and would have nothing to say
to him.
All day she suffered intensely, feign-
ing sleep most of the time to avoid be-
ing tussed over by the sympathetic old
ladies.
How Jack longed to take the golden
brown head in bis arms, and stroke the
throbbing temuyles! Toward evening,
when the rest of the passengers were
out at dinner, he asked her with a
passionate tremor in his voice, to give
him the right to do so.
She was trying to swallow the tea
he had again brought in to her. Push.
ing it away angrily :
“Jack, you bother me to death.
Don’t ever mention that subject to me
again, for I will not marry you. Go
away and do not speak to me at all.”
Then the aching head dropped wearily
back on the pillow.
Jack paled, took the half emptied
cup, and walked silently out of the car.
That was the last she saw of him that
night, She had her berth made up
early, and ; utterly exhausted, soon fell
into a refreshing sleep, from which she
awoke in the night with her headache
gone. :
Her first thought was of Jack, and
her eyes opened wide with shame as
she remembered her rudeness to the
man who had always been so kind to
her. She recalled the pained, set lock
as he had turned away the evening be-
fore, and resolved te ask his pardon the
first thing in the morning, when, of
course, he would forgive her, and they
would be good friends again.
Morning found Nan herself again,
sweet and pretty as ever; but no Jack
to be seen. He had not come in to
take breaktast with her, as she expec-
ted, so she decided he must have eaten
atthe station which had been passed
early, before she was up.
After alonely little breakfast by her.
self, she settled down comtortably with
a book to read and wait for him to
come and make up.
The hours passed however, and still
no Jack. His traps were still opposite,
so he must still be on the train, proba-
bly in the smoking room, where the
other men spent most of their time.
She began to grow very indignant at
his neglect.
“To be sure, I told him never to
speak to me again, but he knew I Wid
not mean it,” eolilequized Nan, then
tossed her head and vowed she didn’t
care what he did.
At lunch time she saw him disap-
pear in the eating room without se
much as a look even in her direction.
Shortly after the train moved he saun-
tered carelessly into his section. Meet-
ing her wondering eyes, he gravely
bowed, then taking a book he was to
all intents soon absorbed in its contents.
Her heart seemed to sink a few in-
ches as she fully realized that he had
taken her hasty words literally and did
not intend speaking to her. But pride
came to her rescue, and she was ap-
parently as much interested in her
work as he was in hie.
Theatternoon rolled on, and still they
read, never glancing at each other. As
the train drew up at the dinner station
he threw down hig book, and without
a word to the girl across the aisle,
went out talking and laughing with
one of the men,
Nan, who had not left the car that
day, timidly asked the old ladies if she
could go out to dinner with them, and
was promptly taken under their wing.
After dinner Jack stayed in the smok-
ing room playing cards.
Then, asthe shadows darkened so
that she could not see to read, Nan’s
spirits fell to lowest ebb. Turning to
the window, but seeing nothing of the
fast-darkening landscape, she gazed
steadily out with fast filling eyes. She
realized and confessed then to herself
i much she had missed Jack all
ay.
On the train flew, into the darkness.
The car lamps were lit and berths were
being made up all around her. More
| and more lonely and low-spirited she
grew. To-morrow morning would
bring them to Omaha, where her
friends would meet her. She would go
one way, Jack another, and he would
never speak to her again. The last
thought was too much tor her, and by
this time she was crying softly but bit-
terly in the corner, with her face still
turned to the window.
Ah, Jack, deliberately staying away
all day from willful little Nan was a
diplomatic stroke of yours!
Suddenly some one leaned over her
and said softly: “Why, Nan, home-
sick already ?"
Startled, she turned quickly, and with
a joyful little catch of her breath dashed
her handkerchief over her eyes and
answered shyly, “No, Jack only lone-
some, and I—I'm sorry I was so rude
yesterday.”
He sat down, screening her from any
prying eyes, and said very low, Nan
darling, were you crying because I’ve
been such an unmanly beast to-day ?”
The pretty head drooped lower—but
no answer. Jack glanced around ; no
one was looking, Taking her hand,
he said : “Nan once more I ask you to
be my wife, If you say no I shall
never trouble you again, but shall take
the first train home from Omaha to-
morrow, a disappointed man. Which
is it, dear, yes or no.”
Still no answer.
“Say yes, dearest,” pleaded Jack,
with his lips dangerously near the
flufty bang.
An almost imperceptible nod was
all the answer he got, but it seemed to
satisfy him. Gently raising her hand
he etole a kiss, just in time to escape !
the porter’s inquisitive eyes as he came
up, blandly asking the young lady if
she was ready to have her berth made
up.
Blushing furiously, the young lady
said she was ready; so pressing her
hand warmly, Jack whispered, “Good
night, Jove,” and left her, well satisfied
with the result of his journey.— Over
land Monthly.
SUAS ———
The presidents of the great trunk
lines of the East have put together
their wise heads and have concluded
not to reduce the fares on fast trains to
Chicago during the progress of the
World’s Fair. On slow trains a reduc-
tion of 20 per cent will be - made. Sev-
eral men well up in railroad circles are
quoted as saying that even at regular
rates they have as much business as
they can carry, and the increased traffic
during the short period the exposition
is to be open will hardly recompense
them for adding more rolling stock. The
hope that one-half fare would be in
vogue next year, on which hope very
many persons based their determination
toattend, is consequently blasted and
the attendance at the great national ex-
bibition will be considerable diminished
by this-move on the part of the railroads.
—— Scratches on furniture may te
removed by rubbing with a woolen
rag dipped in boiled linseed oil. The
varnishing may than be done with
shellac dissolved ir alchohol.
——The town of Tide, Wash. has
been rechristened Leavenworth,
Successful Though Blind
Blind Men Who Make Their Own Way in the
World and Earn Hardsome Incomes.
Most true it is that no movement for
the improvement of the unfortunate can
in recent years be credited with greater
or more splendid resalts than the efforts
made along various lines for the educa-
tion and uplifting of the blind. A
quarter of a century ago there were but
two or three avenues of employment
open to tne sightless; now there are
Weed, Greeley and Raymond, and in |
1847 removed to Milwaukee, where he |
built the journal over which he presided |
from a modest weekly to one ot tbe best |
paying dailies in the Northwest.
Though now seventy-five years of age
he is still uw hard and tireless worker. |
For many years it has been his custom |
to daily dictate several columns of edi- |
torial matter to a stenographer. The
leading journals of the country are read |
to him by the aid of an audiphone, and |
in this way he keeps fully informed on
fully a score, and new ones are being
constantly added to the list. In
nearly every largecity careful in-
struction is now given to the blind,
and they profit by it to a very
marked degree. Experience has sug-
gested many improvements ir the meth-
ods employed by teachers of the blind,
and, though in training himself for the |
task of self-support he has to ecenfront
and overcome double the difficulties
that await the person who can see, to- |
day the name of the blind man who is
able not only to support himself, but to
secure what could justly be termed a
luxurious living, is legion. The blind
man of the present time asks no favors, |
but, presenting himself as competent in |
certain directions, proveshimself to be |
not only the equal bat inmany instances
the superior of the mass of his fellow
workmen.
The writer some time-since set about |
the compilation of a list of those who
have wrongzht with such effectiveness
that their success would have been
counted exceptional even had they been
gifted with the sense of sight. The re-
sult of this investigation is at once strik-
ing and unusually gratifying.
At the head of the list by common
consent stands the name of Lewis B.
Carll, Jersey City. He is now forty-
nine years of age and was born blind.
He received his preliminary education
at the Institute for the Blind in this
city, where he remained for seven years,
evincing such aptitude and promise that
it was decided to give him a thorough
classical education. He was fitted for
college at Fairfield Academy, in Flush-
ing, L. I., and in 1866 entered Colum-
bia. Four years later he was graduated
second in his class. While in college
he showed an aptitude forhigher mathe-
matics that amounted to genius, and
upon graduation he resolved to become
a teacher of and writer on the subject.
There was then no English work of re-
cent date on the calculus of variations
and Mr. Carll set to work to supply the
deficiency. For several years be stud-
ied with patienceand care the litera-
ture of the subjectin English, French,
and German, and when he bad master-
ed it began the more laborious work of
composition. This occupied three years
of constant labor. The result, a volume
of 600 hundred pages, was published in
1881 under the title of “A Treatise on
the Calculus of Variations.’ Its sound
scholarship and wonderful Jucidity and
accuracy gained prompt and glad
recognition from mathematicians both
here and abroad and gave its author an
international reputation. It has be-
come the standard text book and has
been translated into several foreign
languages.
In recent years Mr. Carll’s time has
been mainly occupied in teaching pri-
vate pupils, the number of which is now
very large, and he has also frequently
lectured at Columbia College, where
many mathematicians of rare attain-
ments have been numbered among his
scholars. In his movements he is fear-
less and independent, and frequently
crosses from Jersey city on the crowded
ferryboats and goes about the city unaid-
edand unattended. Besides holding first
rank as a master of higher mathematics,
Mr, Carli is a splendid classic scholar,
a superior theoretical chemist and an ex-
cellent musician. Superintendent Wil-
liam B. Wait, of the New York Insti-
tution for the Blind, than whom there
is no one more competent to pronounce
judgement, regards Mr. Carll as the
most remarkable blind man now living
in this or any other country.
THE BLIND BOAT BUILDER.
John B. Herreshoff, of Bristol, R. I,,
would, however, be awarded this dis-
tinction by many, who admire him for
the splendid work he has accomplished
in the face of great obstacles. Though
blind since his fifteenth year, he was
the founder and is the present head of
oneof the best known shipbuilding
firms in the United States. Not since
boyhood has he been able to see the
graceful outlines of ships and schooners
and yachts which plough the blue wa-
ters in sight of which he was born; but
carries perfect pictures of them in his
memory, and it is upon this gallery
that he draws in. devising the plans
which has “made his name a familiar
one in all parts of the world. When a
description of a piece of machinery is
read to him he can at once point out its
merits and defects, and so fine and true
is his sense of feeling that by merely
running his fingers over the lines of a
design he can gain as accurate an idea
of it as though he saw it,
Mr. Herreshoft’s father was a ship-
builder before him, and the son early
displayed a bent for the same calling.
He has been in businiss on his own ac-
count for something over twenty years,
and during that time, with the aid of
his younger brother Nathaniel had de-
eigned and constructed many of the
swiftest torpedo boats and steam and
sailing yachts now afloat, To his gen-
ius as a mechanic he adds executive
ability of the highest order. He looks
carefully after the financial affairs of
his firm and personally superintends
the several" departments of a plant em-
ploying hundreds of men. A visitor
ignorant of his misfortune, seeing Mr.
Herreshoff seated in his office dictating
letters and receiving reports or strolling
unguided about his yards giving direc-
tions to his foremen, would never sus-
pect that he was blind. His blindness
is the result of hereditary weekness, and
some of his brothers and sisters are simi-
larly afflicted. .
A SUCCESSFUL EDITOR.
William E, Cramer, though blind,
has been for forty-five years the editor
and principal proprietor of the Evening
Wisconsin a daily published in Milwau-
kee. A coasting accident in his child-
hood rendered him blind and partially
deaf, but did not prevent him from se-
curing a thorough and adequate educa-
tion and entering with enthusiasm upon
a successful editorial career. In 1843
he began work on a newspaper in Al-
bany, where he became the friend of
current events and changes in public |
opinion. Hs has been a great traveller |
{ and with his wife, who is his constant |
| companion, has visited all parts of the |
| United States and Canada; journeyed |
| to Mexico and Central America, and |
made several trips to Harope. He was |
i one ot the foreigners iocked up in be-!
sieged Paris during the Franco-
| Prussian war and compelled to subsist
for weeks upon mule meat.
[ Mr. Cramer is a man of classical edu-
ication. He was graduated from Un-
| ion College with high honor, and before |
| he went into newspaper work studied |
law ard was admitted to the Bar.
BOUND TO SUCCEED.
Walter L. Campbell, of Youngstown,
O. has been totally blind since he was
| five years old, but as lawyer, journalist,
| and political reformer has achieved sig- |
| nal success. He was born in Salem, O.,
| fifty years ago, and his blindness result-
‘ed from an accident which befell him
| while at play. He was educated at the
| Columbus and Philadelphia institutions
for the blind, and as a music teacher in
his native town earned the money with
which to take a collegiate course. His
career at Western Reserve College was
a brilliant one, and he was graduated
at the head of his class. Later he stud-
ied law and passed through the Harvard
Law School. From 1869 till 1871 he
was United States Commissioner for the
Territory of Wyoming. He then re.
turned to the East, and from 1874 till
1882 was editor of the Youngstown, O.,
Register. Until the typewriter came
into use, Mr. Campbell wrote all his
articles with his own hand, using a
grooved board to prevent the lines from
running together,
Mr. Campbell is a man of great na-
tural ability, and made the best editor
Youngstown has ever had. In 1884
was nominated for reform candidate for
Mayor of Youngstown, and after a bit-
ter and exciting contest was elected. His
fearlessness and energy made him a
terror to evil doers and toward the closé
of his term the police courts had little
to do.
Judge William H. West, of Belle-
fontaine, Ohio, is another very remarka-
ble blind man. A man of superb men-
tal endowments, he early secured and
has since held a leading place at the
Bar of his State. He long served with
honor on the Bench, and some twenty
years ago was nominated for Governor
by the Republicans of Ohio. While
prosecuting a brilliant and aggressive
canvass he was suddenly stricken with
blindness. This unlooked for and terri-
ble affliction largely contributed to his
defeat at the polls, but he did not loose
heart undera blow that would have
stunned a man of weaker fibre, and has
since continued to successfully conduct
a large and lucrative law practice.
BLIND, BUT A GOOD BANKER.
S. S. Richly, president of the Capital
City Bank, of Columbus, completes the
trio of Ohio’s remarkable blind men.
He has been totally blind for the past
twelve years, having been shot through
the eyes one day in the summer of 1880
while resisting an outlaw’s ‘attempt to
rob his bank. His assailant, thinking
he had killed him shot himself through
the heart .and died instantly.
Richly finally recovered, but his sight
was gone forever. Like Judge West,
he did not lose heart. but has ever since
continued at the head of the Capital
City Bank, and with the aid of an aman-
uensis daily disposes of a large volume
of business. He is a shrewd and suc-
cessful business man, and, hampered as
he is, is counted one of the most success-
ful bankers in Ohio. His bank is look-
ed upon as being as sound as the Feder-
al Treasury. = - : i
Christopher Buckley, though blind
for eighteen years, is, or was until very,
recently, the most powerful democratic
politician on the Pacific Coast. He is a
native of Ireland, spent his boyhood
in New York city and later was a stre:t
‘car driver and saloon keeper in San
Francisco. Soon after his settlement in|
San Francisco he became a factor in city |
politics, and though in 1874 he lost his
sight his influence continued to grow, and
has often made himself felt in State and
national politics. = He managed. Justice
Field's campaign for the Presidental
nomination in 1884, and the late-George
Hearst owned his election to the United
‘States Senate in the main to the skill
and shrewdness of the blind politician.
Alfred M. Horton has been for some
years the leading wholesale grain and
feed merchant of Middletown, N. Y
He is now sixty-two years cold and has
been blind since he was fourteen. Des-
pite his blindness he was an expert and
successful farmer in Chemug country,
and in this way acquired a handsome
competence. He has been engaged in
his present buslness since 1883, and now
supplies the greater part of the retail
trade of Orange and Sullivan counties
He does all of his own buying and by
the sense of feeling can detect if a con-
signment of grain or feed differs in any
way from what the invoice calls for. He
is also a skillful and successful buyer of
horses and cattle, and after running an
animal over with his hands can make a
suprisingly close estimate of its weight
and value.
Mr. Horton keeps only a mental re-
cord of his business transactions and acts
as his own collector. His savings are
principally invested in real estate. He
manages his property to much better
advantage than the average landlord,
and is 8» expert in the use of tools that
he performs all needed repairs upon his
buildings without assistance. He takes
care of his own horses and can hiteh up
a team as rapidly as any man in his em
ploy. Mr. Horton is never compelled
to resort to a guide in his goings and
comings in and about Middletown, and
he often goes to New York city mak-
ing his way unassisted across the ferry
to his brother’s office in Sixth avenue
and to other points in the city where his
business calls him.
CAN'T SEE BUT RUNS A FARM.
Mr. |E
| little further on.
The World of Women,
Woman
How various in her mood she is
How ready to beguile;
She wounds with her cutting tongue,
And heals us with her smile.
Plaid sleeves with revers to match are
very fashionable just now, and may be
worn with either green or blue cloth or
even black.
Mrs. Robert Treat Paine,
Mrs. Au-
i gustus Hemenway, Mrs. Louk Agassiz
and Mrs. O. W. Peabody are among the
Boston ladies who recently signed a pro
test against docking horses’ tails.
Where the skirt ruffle or sleeve of a
gown have grown shabby replace them
with velvet. Cut an old basque into a
round waist and wear it with a pointed
belt cr corselet of velvet of a shade dark-
| er or contrasting color.
The idea of the “Yale Home,” or
hospital for students, which is soon to
be completed at the university, is said
to have originated with Mrs. Cornelius
Vanderbilt, whose son died last summer
from typhoid fever contracted in New
Haven.
Someone has described Olive Thorne
Miller, our authority on bird lore, in
private, as a ‘‘large, motherly figure;
the sort that wears a shawl ; you know
there aren’t many of those women any
more.” It 1i3 not generally known that
Mrs. Miller is a pronounced Theos-
ophist.
About 40 per cent. of the Vassar
graduates are said to marry, while a
majority of the others become teachers.
Five of the alumne are now taking
post-graduate coursesat Yale, two at the
University of Chicago, one at Ann Ar-
bor, in the medical department, and one
at Leipsic,
A tavorite combination for evening
or house gowns is very light rose color
and black. One of the prettiest tea
gowns has a Watteau back of black
mousseline de soie, and a full Empire
front of pale pink crepe, confine by a
broad black velvet sash, the ends of
which reach almost to the edge of the
skirt.
A pretty sofa or chair roll seen the
other day was made of three fine hcm-
stitched handkerchiefs, put together in
the lace insertion, the pattern of the lace
being picked out in heliotrore wash
silk. The gathered ends were first lace
trimmed, forming when gathered a frill-
ed rosette, tied with heliotrope ribbons,
the whole wasdrawn over a roll first
covered with heliotrope silesia.
A model afternoon gown for a
young girl is made of velvet,
cut low in the neck and running
over the shoulders, but without sleeves,
worn over 8 high silk guimpe with full
gathered sleeves. Such a gown is ser-
viceable in a wardrobe, as by changing
the guimpe and sash a great variety is
had. Black velvet over ascarlet guimpe
with scarlet sash is charming. Equal-
ly effective are white or plaid in place
of the scarlet.
A stylish gown worn at a fashionable
afternoon gathering recently was made
of golden brown camel’s-hair cloth,
with seamless back and short Eton-jack-
et front. The very large sleeves were
of shot velvet shading from green to
amber brown. The revers of the jacket
and the girdle were also of the velvet. A
three strand braiding of the velvet braid-
ed softly and loosely (like a lightly
plaited chatelaine hair braid on a school
girl), encircled the cloth skirt at the ex-
treme edge.
A very jaunty jacket that, while fit-
ting the figure just as closely as does the
ton one, is yet a little longer, is known
as the ¢“Patrol.”” It has each seam
braided and a high, rolling collar, while
the fronts of it, fastening with ‘‘frogs”
allow just an edge of a silk shirt to be
visible,
Double skirts are with us, although
they are not generally received with
enthusiasm. However, some leaders of
fashion are adopting them. Skirts are
no longer drawn tight, in the trying
fashion that they have been worn,
across the front of the figure. These
fuller, looser skirts are certain to prepare
the way for the over-dresses that are
not yet accepted, but are certain to be a
‘With the taller skirts
are beginning to be used, although as
yet surreptitiously, little bustle cushions
filled with hair. Indeed, those wise in
matters fashionable declare that the
hoopskirt will be with us within the
next eighteen months, In factan even-
ing dress from Worth recently brought
over by a lady who has been sojourning
in Paris, which will soon be seen at a
fashionable function, is quite full enough
as to the skirt to be worn over a farth-
ingale. It is of amethyst velvet, and is
confined at the waist by a cincture of
iridescent jeweled passementerie. The
foot of the skirt is finished with a simple
frill, and the bodice is cut with a V
back and front.
The new coiffure for young ladies is
copied from the classic simplicity of the
Clytic busts, and is formed by waving
the front hair in long regular waves on
each side of the parting leaving a few
short hairs to break out carelessly from
the rest and fall on the forehead... The
hair is then coiled softly and smoothly-
at the back, with a few wavy loose
locks in the neck. Another pretty fan-
cy is that of dressing the hair in a long
loose coil from the crown of the head
nearly to the neck, the heavier part of
the mass being twisted in the centre and
lighter curled strands being massed at
the top. A fringe of curls falls or the
neck. Not for any years have so
many and such elaborate decorations
been used as part of the coiffure--flowers
ribbons, and all manner of fillets, pins,
diamond and pearl charms, amber and
gold ornaments. The girl with the
cameo face wears a single rose, drooping
just back of her left ear ; the girl with
the round and piquant face wears a rib-
bon of gold with pert little upstanding
bows, or a jeweled eagle’s feather adorns
her tresses in a fashion borrowed. like
most of our ornaments, from our savage.
sisters.
In this though. as in all fashions, it is
well to remember that every one cannot
adept one style, and that every woman
should study her own face well before
adopting any style of wearing her hair.
——The list of musical prodigies in
Boston at present includes a young
(Qontinued on page siz.)
Cherokee Indian girl.