YE ML RPC mci Bellefonte, Pa., Jan. 20, 1893. The Way of the World. There sat a crow on a lofty tree Watching the world go by; He saw a throng that swept along With laughter {oud aud high. “In and out through the motley rout” Pale ghosts stole on unseen, Their hearts were longing for one sweet word Of the love that once had been; But never a lip there spoke their names, Never a tear was shed : ? The crow looked down from his lofty tree— “Tis the way of the world,” he said. A singer stood in the market place, Singing a tender lay, But nc one heeded his sorrowful face, No one had time to stay. He turned away ; he sang no more ; How could he sing in vain? And then the world came to his door, Bidding him sing again ; But he reckoned not whether they came or went, He in his garret dead : The crow looked down from his lofty tree— “Tis the way of the world,” he said. There sat a Queen by a cottage bed, Spake to the widow there: Did she not know the same hard blow The peasant had had to bear ? And she kissed that humble peasant’s brow, And then she bent her knee: “God of the widow help her now, As thou helped me.” “Now God be thanked,” said the old, old crow, As he sped from his lofty bough : | “The times are ill, but there's much good -still In 'the ways of the world, I trow.’ ————————— AFTER MANY YEARS. “Jane Eliza,” said Jeremiah to me a-going home from the horticultural show, where, though I say it that shouldn’t, our Baldwins and our Gold. en Majesty punkins ehowed out super- ior to all others and fetched a prize— “Jane Eliza, it is time you spoke up and told the facts in the cace, Misrep- resentation should not be permitted by perfessers.” ‘Jeremiah, my dear,” says I, “your words express the thoughts that air in my mind. I'll up and do it.” We warns a-speaking of the Bald wins nor the Golden Majesties, as youn may suppose—it was the case between Tobias Starch and Rosy Wood that was in our minds. How it may be in New York I do nat pertend to know. I'should suppose folkses’ minds was ‘too well occupied in them haunts of vice and terror with savin’ themselves from bein’ run over or electroated to death by busted light wires, cr bein smashed by new houses comin’ down onto ‘em as they walked onconsecious by—which is, accordin to the papers, the re'lar thing there—on account of builders trying to-save mortar, or ‘bein pickpocketed or sandbagged in the streets, or murdered by burglars into their beds, to care enough about -sean- dal to salt it up tweaty vears and then fetch it out again with "alterations. I hope they don’t do it any way, but they doin villages like Soapstone, where every thing goes on regular and even for the most part, and the majority lives till eighty and dies because they air tired of hevin te get up and put on their shoes and stockings only to take ‘em oft again at nine o'clock and lay down, “Twenty years ago it happened.” says I te Jeremiah. “Itwarn’t sensi- ble of Rosy, but she was a gal then, and it was New Year's time.” Now that again may not be under- standable by city folkses, but in Soap- -stone New Yeai’s day is the day for -doin all sorts of queer things ; playing all sorts of tricks—a kind of April Fool's Day comin on the first of Jan uary. And anybody that is tricked at that time is bound. to be forgiving, and it didn’t seem to meto be fair for old Mrs. Perket and Marie Beckworth and Miss Maberly, all of em to speak to strangers ot Rosy Wood as “the per- son that proposed toithe Rev. Tobias -Starch in her younger days and wae rejected.” Rosy hada’t ever married, and a spinsterhood of thirty-seven teels such elander kinder heavy. Aa old: lady could laugh it off, bat when a! person ain’t neither young or old it’s harder for ’em ito bear. Mrs. Wood had said she couldn't stand to see Rosy 80 cut up, anddhere seemed no provin facts, unless I up and proved ’em, and’ ;proved "em before all Seapstone, too, in a kind of public way. “It had ought,” said Jeremiah, “io ‘be writ down and read as a paper, Jace Eliza, your air talented and hev the pen of a ready writer; then why | not give it in a literary form ?” “Jeremiah,” says I, “I will ; you inspire me. I will write it, and I will zead it at the minister's donation party ef I am spared. Oaly, Jeremiah, vou must go to the store and fetch home a bottle of ink, six pens and a .quire of T, I said this in such a solemn manner that Jeremiah replied “Amen,” quite unconscious, instead of sayin “I will,” as he orter. by the way. Read it loud, so that I shell know how it sounds before I read { people anxious for the worth of their EE ——————————— it myself,” I says, sinkin into the larg- est rockin chair and foldin my weary hauds. Jeremiah took the passel and re view it with a kinder sublime expres sion onto his countenance. “Jane Eliza,” says he, “when I view this here noble work I feel proud | of you. Your thought and feelin’s muet hev poured from you brain like it was a fountain. But, Jane Eliza, I hev read papers before public and you hev not. Ten minutes is considersd considerbul time fora paper, and fif- teen is the limit of patience, unless it air a lecture with tickets paid tor and money, when circumstances alters cases. This noble work, ef you was to begin to read it at the donation par- ty at about 8 o'clock, would take you until that evenin next week, allowin time for meals. It would be profitable for them to hear it there ain't no doubts. But do you think the mass of the population of Soapstone is capable of riveting their attention on anything for that there length of time?” Jeremiah’s words was uttered with a eolemnitude that proved tney were true* Ilooked at him speechless a minute, and says I: “Land sakes alive! I see it ali! My mental powers have got ahead of my common sense. What be I to do?” Sez he: “Before I speak you'll hev thought it out, Jane Eliza. Reduce it to fax. Read them to the donation party, and publish the rest ou’t in the shape of a book here-atter.” “Pardner of my life?’ gez I. “A woman that has no Lusband to ask ad- vise of is a poor, forlorn critter. I will expungh the ideas and confine myself to the fax, and read them to the meet- in,” But Jeremiah saved me the toil of this ruther menial labor by getting a copyboek and expunghing the facts into that in his best handwritin, while I washed up some flannels, and on New Year's eve I took my production It takes a lot of time for folks to get togetherard say thew how-’ye-do’s and get their hats off, and the appropriate time didn’t come for me to read until it was half past 9; then I riz up. I was glad Rosy Wood was there, and I was glad so many folks were out ; but I was kinder sorry to see a stranger— a middlin aged man, pretty bald atop— | apparently some one wisitin our dom- ; inie; but it couldn’t be helped, and everybody was lookin at me, and I; was obliged to start. i Bretheren and sistern,’ sez I, “I hev | Somethin here I wish to read to you. | It is a statement of the facts of the case betwixt Tobias Starch and Miss Rosy Wood. You may say inwardly, ‘Why rake ’em up after twenty years of silence?” Bretheren and sistern, it was others that raked 'em up and gave ‘em a wrong coloring. I stand here for to state the truth on my solemn Bible oath, with a wafer and a stamp at the bottom, and the names ot wit- ness attached. Some on ’em is dead and buried, but [ wrote 'em down all the same. It istryin me to stand here as I do, but the martyrs died for the truth, and I’m ready to suffer for it!” Here the strange.gentleman with the bald head said: “Good! Good! Right!” and gave courage, and I be- gan to read: “My friends,” sez I, “New Years day, as we all know, iis a day here for fun and frolicks and trick playin. They do say that Seapstone was fust gettled by folks from Sweden, and that they had them habits and customs and handed 'em down to their ances- tors. Perhaps it isso. Any way we do it, and we did it wore twenty years ago, when those of us that was born | was all younger than what we be this ‘New year’s eve, At that there time Miss Rosy Wood, a lady we all know well, was just seventeen, and full of fun as an egg is of meat, and being her ‘ma had departed this life, and she ~didn’t get on with her stepma, who is mow in glory, she boarded to my house dor a spell, ‘At that time there was a young man that was studying for the ministry a-boardin with me. Most of you re- member him. His name was Tobias Starch, He was just twenty, but stif- ferthan a poker. Laugh was not in hin, nor was he ever seen to smile, andihe had been told by his ma that girls always set their caps for young ministers, and that he must beware. Therefore he was always bewarin plain to behold, and the one he bewar- ed of most was Rosy Wood. .She was a girl that laughed considerable, and she kad a way of touchia folks on the arm when she spoke with her nice lit Bright and early he got the literary fixin’s, includia a wafer, for we had re. marked that legal afferdavids always had wafers onto ’em, likewise postage stamps, and day and night I sat before the succertary into the best parlor while thing went to rack and ruin. The turkevs ran away, Jeremiah’s tle hand, and all this seared Tobigs Starch and made him think she want. ed for 40 marry him when she wouldn't hev done it ef he'd groveled onto his bended knees before her. However, Tobias went around tellin the other students how bard it was for him to get rid of her attenticus, and they eame in a neat, compact form to the party. |1¥ ‘Well,’ says Tobias from ineide. * “Tobias,” says Rosy from outside the door, ‘are you very busy ?’ ‘Yes, said Tobias. “ ‘Too busy to come and spark a little?’ said Rosy. ‘Just a little. [I'l] have a lamp in the front parlor, and just you and me. Won't it be lovely, Toby, dear ?” : ‘ “I beg to be excused,’ says Tobias. “ I’ve sot so on it,’ says Rosy, whim- pering. ; “Kindly go away,’ says Tobias from inside. : “You are very cruel, Toby,’ says Rosy, ‘when you know how fond I be of you, Toby, darling.’ ‘Miss Wood,’ says Tobias Starch, ‘I have never given you the privilege to call me Toby. Stop doing it. Go away.’ “Toby, you can’t mean it,’ says Rosy. “1 mean it!’ called Tobias very snappish. “ ‘Tobias,’ says Rosy, as nat'ral as ever you heard, while we all choked ourselves with our han’kerch’efs, ‘To- bias. I hev concealed my feelin’s very keerful, but they can’t be retained no more, Hear me, cruel being!" “<I will not, says Tobias. ‘Go away, or I'll tell everybody. I know how I ought to behave, and I'm al ways particular, I promised ma I would be. Go away!” “Then Rosy Wood did go too fur. My cheeks mantles with blushes as I read this here; but she wus wild with fun and hearing us giggle and choke all about her. ‘Tobias,’ says she, ‘my intentions is honorable, I offer marriage. On my bended kuees, Tobias, I beg you to be mine. Surely you will not refuse me.’ “I am ebliged to decline your offer, ma'am,’ says Tobias Starch. ~ ‘I should choose a more retiring and proper be- haved person. Go away!’ “As soon as he said these words Rosy began to weep. She wep’ and sobbed and got highstrikes in a most natural way. Finally she says faint ‘ ‘Tobias Starch, ajoo; your cruelty kas killed me, Ajoo—ajoo !’ “Thea she made a great noise fallen onto the floor, and Tobias opened the ‘door. There warn’t no light in our room, and his shaded lamp didn’t re- weal nathin, “ ‘Where are you, poor girl’? says he. “Here,” says Rosy. ‘Embrace me once before I die.’ “ No,’ says Tobias Starch, ‘I will not embrace you. You air not dyin; your hand air warm; but I am very sorry for you. You will get over this 1ll fated attachment in time, and take a lesson from this affair, and remem- ber that boldness in a lady is abhor- rentto a man of priaciple. Ge to your room, Miss Wood, and pray to be comforted. I will pray for you.’ “ ‘Assist me to rise,’ says Rosy. ““There was a kind of a bumping sound, and we knowed it was time to light up, In a minute a blaze of bril- liance from half 8 dozen keryeene ile lamps and as wany taller candles flosded the room, and Mr. Tobias Starch, settin onto the floor, looked areand and saw the compaey, and heard ’em, too, for we laughed until we bad to stop for breath, At last Jeremiah riz up, and says he: “ ‘Come, Mr. Starch, don’t feel mad. Rosy heard tell how’t you said she was settin her cap for you, and this is only tit for tat.’ “But Tobias Starch never smiled. He riz up from the floor, walked in- to his room, come out with his bag in his hand and his hat on and walked out of the house, and next week left Segpstone for good. “That night we jest laughed over our nuts and gingerbread and cider ; but purty soon it got to be no laugh- ing matter tor Rosy Wood. Some wicked critter spread the report that she had actually proposed to Mr. Starch, meanin it, and she was worrid sick by it. “That,” say I, elosin my book, “was twenty years; bat only thisOcto- ber the report was riz again, and spite- ful things has been said in my hearin ag’ia a lady that does not deserve it. So, unaccustomed as [ am to public epeakin, I bev riz up to tell the truth on my Bible oath over a seal and post- age stamp, and let everybody ever af- ter hold their tongue.” There was a kinder solemn silence. I dunno what may have been comin, but jest then up riz the strange gentle- man with the bald head and gives me a beamin smile and says he: “I should like to add my testimony to that of the sister that has just fin- ished. Iam a witness she has forgot- ten. I am Tobias Starch himself, grown considerably older, and I sol- emuly attest ¢o the statement you have Just heard. I was a little prig in those days, brothers and sisters, very conceit: ed and very anxious to do right, too solemn and pokey, and not able to see a joke, and speiled at home by my dear old mother, who spoils me still ; but I stockings got holes into em, and Jeremiah’'s buttons came off and were not sewed on ag’in. I began my la- bors in the latter end of October. Nov. ember passed, December came in, and still I writ, for what with wishing for to have a good style, and hevin consid. erbul to say, and remarks of my own to add, and poelry to quote, and get- ting it copied off neat, and hevin to re. fer to Webster's Unabridged continual, the work was slow, and every few days Jeremiah had to buy me another quire of paper and. more ink. However, it was finished at last, and the appro- priate time for readin it—the New Year's eve donation party—had e’en a’most arrove when I put my MS. into Jeremiah's hand and said: “Jeremiah, my work air accomplish- ed. Ireturn to my proper spear, and never will I leave it again, for writin one koneize sthtement is more labor than house cleanin kept up remitless fora year. Ef this had not been my duty ae a perfesser I should hey fallen and told her, and her spirit kinder riz, and rhe vowed and deelared that come New Year's eve she would play him such a trick as would stop his braggin about bein made love to by the gals for good and for all. Kis yer blame ker?” “It served him right, ma’am 9” says the strange gentleman in a loud voice, and everybody elee said, “So it doos I” . Sach is the power of popular opin- ion. “Rosy Wood said this,” I read on, “and what is more, she meant it, and when New Year's eve came she was ready. Mr, Starch always shut him- self into his room to study afier tea, and he never heard the little knocks on the door and the little giggles when we opened it. About twenty friends arrove, and as they came they sot down on chairs placed as for a meetin and kept mum as mice. Lights was all ready to light, but none was lit. ' was present, and then Rosy Woo Pretty soon the hull twenty we'd asked ' at was not bad enough to tell a falsehood. I never misrepresented Miss Wood, whose New Year's eve joke gave me a good lesson. Iregretothershave done it. I think I see Miss Wood yonder. Will she shake haads with me I remember his very words, and how noble he looked standin there. And Rosy Wocd came out of her eorner, laughing and blushing and holding out her hand. “I'm glad to ask your forgiveness, Mr. Starch,” says she. “I was young and too full of fun in those old days, I’ve certainly got bravely over the first of those things anyhow.” “And my conceit has d with my hair,” says he. Bat they didn’t look either old or ug- ly, for all, ae they stood there shakin’ hands, first with each other and then with me, and I felt proud of what I'd ropped away went and did. That evening Mr. Starch devoted his tention most petickeler to Rosy Wood came in, whispered, ‘All keep quiet,’ and knock on Tobias Stareh’s dcor. tions. He took her down to supper and pulled snap crackers with her. and gave her mottoes, and eat a philopene with her, and he beaued her bum. He was a bachelor and had been goin west, - and it seemed kinder providential that he should hev been visitin our dominie | that very New York’s eve when I made up mind to give the facts of Ros Wood’s case and stop the slander. And | it seemed more so jest a few days be- fore the next New Year's came round, when Rosy with her eyes gleaming and her cheeks as red as lady slippers, put her arm through mine comin from church and said : “Aunty, Tobias Starch and I are go- ing to be married New Year's eve and I am going with him on his mission. This time he proposed I"—Mary Kyle Dallas in Fireside Companion. The Sparrow Pest. The English sparrow has become such a nuisance in America, interfering seriously with our agricuitural interests, depredating upon our gardens, destroy- ing our beautiful flowers, ornamental shrubs and vines, that itis proper and advisable to fall upon some plan to ex- terminate the pest. Intelligent agricul- turists and horticulturists have ex- pressed the greatest astonishment that we American people have allowed such destructive and worthless birds to be introduced into our country. They not only destroy buds and blossoms on our fruit trees, but lessen our wheat crop to a great extent. Kven when itis in a milky state they can be seen in large flocks alighting on the heads of wheat, picking out the finest grains and bend- Ing over the stem, in many instances breaking the stalk of the growing crop all through the fields. It is lamentable that these sparrow enthusiasts could not be induced to listen to the warnings of more intelligent and far-seeing citizens. Being grain eaters by nature, they nat- urally enough take to our wheat “fields, Tobey may be seen in our peach orchards picking at the beautiful pink blossoms and destroying entirely the embryo fruit. A Washingtonian lost two crops of pears and could not account for it un- til he watched these birds and noticed they were pecking at the pear buds when ‘they were just beginning to swell, tak- ing out the entire flower portion of the bud. They make their morning meal on goosberries, currants, raspberries and our small fruits. They have even been seen attacking so large a tree as the elm, picking at the buds in early spring, in- Jjuring the leaves of this beautiful tree and causing them to shrivel up, In California where grape culture is an industry of great importance to her people, this increasing pest has caused great apprehension, and will entail serious loss unless itis checked and destroyed. When the trait trees are mantled in beauty, they may be seen depredating upon the plum, cherry and quince, and if let alone, it will be use- less to #7y to raise anything. These miserable birds are ravenous seed-eaters, preferring a variety of food, and the gardener as well as the farmer feels keenly the losses they occasion. This spring my strawberry bed was full of healthy blossoms, promising a handsome yield of this delicious berry, but the fusiidious appetites of these thieves were directed to the destruction of the bloom throughout the entire bed, 80 that they spare nothing, but are con- tinually onthe wateh to satiate their desire for a variety of food. These cunning birds have been known to destroy an entire crop of apples, pecking holes in them as soon as they are mellow, causing them to drop off or decay on the trees, invariably selecting the finest fruit. I donot know of any other bird that shows a fondness for tomatoes; but the palate of the Eng- Lish sparrow is peculiar, and nothing seems to be sate where it abounds. Cubbage and lettuce, too, have suffered materially from the depredations of this increasing pest. In our rice growing states they may be found feeding with the rice birds, and are tar more troublesome, because they are so tame and cannot be scared off, in many cases causing the planter to abandon the growth of rice alto- gether. Some contend that the spar- row is of benefit in eating the seeds of noxious weeds, and destroying insects ; but close observation shows that he is more destructive than advantageous. We would all be pleased to have him bug our potato crop and make himself useful, rather than destructive ; but his appetits 1s too dainty for potato bugs, and he saves the farmer nothing, but destroys everything in his reach. Last summer 1 raised as I Supposed a large crop of sun flowers, intending to feed the seed to my poultry in winter. To my great disappointment I found that these wretched birds had eaten them entirely up, and 1 had not the opportunity of saving seed for planting this spring. The filthy habits of this bird are most annoying. Where they build their nests, and in their roosting quarters they are most obnoxious. My old home is covered with English ivy, end they still cling to their English tastes and flock to it, winter and sum- mer, to nestle among its sheltering leaves of velvet softness, Their nests may be seen all through this beautiful elinging vine, which I fear will eventu- ally be destroyed by their continually alighting in its luxuriant branches. At St. Stephen’s church, Rhode Island, there were over nine hundred sparrow eggs taken from the beautiful ivy that coversits walls, and the sex- toa of St. John’s church took out two cart loads of nests from that building at onetime. They arendt only pests to the farmer ard gardner, but frequent the thorough fares of our cities, and here they increase very rapidly, where they multiply unmolested, being no other city bird to disturb them. They are not confined to any latitude and flourish in any climate. There is a great clamor and ery throughout our country of the destruction and loss these miserable birds o:casion, and our people should all unite ‘with one accord” to destroy them by every available means. M. B. E. ——Twenty-five Union Pacific rail road employees were killed by an ex- plosion at Como, Col., on Tuesday af- ternoon. It wasa dust explosion in d and she didn’t seem to hev no objec- | the mines, “phi her’ ” or a ‘“‘water of | v 1 |= philecpaer’s, stone | some of them with cuffs just large Can Death Be Conquered ? Iaall ages mankind bas looked upon | death with terror, as a universal con- queror, a mysterious and dreadful fact | , Which inevitably puts an end to all ex- | | istance. A few hundred years agoa very large number of intelligent persons believed in the possibility of finding a | life” with the property of prolonging the human span indefinitely. We know now that the boundaries of visible | life are set, and that there is no hope of | removing them by scientific or other means beyond a certain point The craving for afterlife has been characteristic of humamty since the ear- | liest times. Religion is based upon it, and faith satisfies it. . But there are | minds who will have no certainty except | that based upon scientific information. With them the great question is: Can another existance be proved with. out departing from the rules of scientific | reasoning ? If it can, then death at | once loses its terrors and becomes mere- | ly an incident of life. Obviously the class of phenomena to be studied in de- ciding the question 1s that whichis | commonly known as spiritualistic. Undoubiedly there has been a great deal of fraud in Spiritualism, Clever sharpers have made money by gulling | the public with trick and pretence. The | | the impression that all these phenomena are false and the popluar prejudice has been backed by science, whice has strangely refused to investigate. A vigorous protest against this atti- tude is made by the Rev. M. J. Savage, of Boston, who has published accounts of various anthenticated instances of spirit manifestation in the Arena, to magazine he adds his conclusions. In existance in invisible form after death, Mr. Savage quotes the remark of Thomas Paine: *It appears more proba- ble to me that I shall continue to exist hereafter, than that I should have ex- istance, as I now have before existance began.” Of his own attitude in study- ing the phenomena from which he has drawn his deductions, Mr. Savage con- fesses that he began by being bitterly hostile, and says: — “In my studies I have sought faith- fully to follow the scientific method, which I regard asthe only method of knowledge. By careful ubservation and rigid experiment 1 have tried, first, to be sure that I have discovered a fact. Of this fact IT have made a record at the time. I have paid no attention to re- sults apparently obtained in the dark or in circumstances where I could not be certain as to what was taking place. I have not said that ail these were fraud, but I have never given them weight as evidence. I have made a study of sleight of hand, and am quite aware of all the possiblities of trickery. But to imitate an occurrence, ard under other conditions, is not to duplicate the fuct. The larger number of these occurrences which have actually influenced my be- lief have taken place in the presence of long-tried personal friends, and not with professional ‘mediums’ at all.” Mr. Savage concludes that hypnotism is an established fact, and that accom- panying it are some facts such as dual personality, the power of seeing without eyes and hearing without ears, which shows that the mind is not so dependent on the ordinary senses as is generally supposed. He regards mind reading and thought transferrence as established beyond dispute. He believes that some of the phenomena which form the stock in trade of the professional medium, as table-tipping, the removal of objects without apparent physical force and the playing of musical instruments by in- visible means are certainly genuine. Materialization or the reappearance of the forms of the dead, and slate- writing, he does not insist upon because he never saw instances in wh ch fraud might not have been practised. He dees not at- tribute these things to Spiritualism, ac- knowledgiug that they may be account- ed for by conditions of the mind as it exists. What be regards ss a crucial test is the reception through a friend, nota professional, of information purporting to come from a person whom he knew intimately in [ife concerning others miles away, of whom the medium never beard. These conditions preclude the explanaticn that the information was due to thought transferrence or to clair- veyance, for each supposes previcus knowledge on the part of the medium. Neither could guesswork or coincidence account for the accuracy of the informa- tion given. Itcan be explained, in Dr. Savage’s opinion, only by the theory of Spiritualism. It may be added that F. W. H. Myers, the leading man in the English Society for Psychical Research, bas be- come convinced of ‘‘continued personal existence and of at least occasional com- munication,” and that Richard Hodg- son, Secretary of the American branch of the Society, has expressed a similar opinion, Until science has sifted the pheno- mena in a manner to preclude the possi- bility ot error on the part of individual investigators, however sincere, it will be unsafe to accept any conclusions. But the problem is one of the most in- teresting that is presented to the human mind, and the constantly increasing numbers who are willing to accept the spiritual solutiou indicate that a greater share of scientific attention will be paid to it in future. A Disappointed Man, He had been found guilty of picking pockets. Judge Duffy said to him . “This is your second offense, I will give you three years in the peniten- tiary.” * “I deserve it, Judge ; I want to have a chance to reform.” “You will get it.” “I will come out of the penitentiary a better man than when I wentin. Do I have to go there at once ?” “Certainly.” “That's bad. I was in hopes that I would get out in time to work the crowd at the World’s Fair in Chicago.” “My impression is,” replied Judge Duffy, “that if you don’t want to be robbed you should stay away from Chi- cago, ”’ Note—Judge Duffy was a Tammany Hall delegate to the Chicago Conven- tion. Sy exposure ot these ethuds has created | which in the currant number of the! re.ard to the possibility of a continued | TheWorld of Women. Cardinal velvet and jet isa popular combination for dressy women of all ages. Do not salt your steak until after iy has been broiled tinless you wish to ex- tract the juices of the meat. New wraps have enormous sleeves, enough to pass the hand through. Velvet zouave jackets, richly em- broidered and trimmed with fur are worn with modish reception toilettes. The trumpet-shaped skirt owes its flaring effect, in many cases, to a hair- cloth petticoat, worn beneath the outer skirt. The newest pattern in table linen is the golden rod, either woven in asa bor- der or in single stalks through the entire cloth. Marie belts of ribbon hail straight rom Paris, and accompanying them are Ewpire sashes, made of twisted gauze, With the ever-to-be-noted evolution in fashions, satin-faced fabrics are again enjoying the greatest popularity, wheth- er in biack or colors. If you wish to remove from your | bands the odor of fish or unions rub the - bands with fine salt and then give them | a warm water bath. | A large buckle, either of jet or jew- eled metal, is now placed on” the side of | the very high girdle worn in connection | with some of the new Parisian cos- | tumes. The Rev. Anna Howard Shaw, one of the most popular women preachers in the country, is now visiting New York. If she means to convert that city she | has an ambition as big as it is hope- less, Among the pretty and useful house dresses for this season are those made of white French flannel. They are made with a long skirt, a long fitted basque and full sleeves, and are trimmed with ruchings and plaitings of pale-tinted silk. Over three thousand acres of land in four townships of the State of Washing- ton are held by women. Some of the land is under cultivation, and the ranches bring in comlortable incomes to the plucky women who own and run them, Miss Mary Curtis Lee, daughter of the late General Robert E. Lee, has been twice around the globe, and is now resting from her travels with Baltimore friends preparatory to her trip to Cairo, where she proposes to reside until spring. Mrs. M. P. Kimball succeeds her de- ceased husband in the presidency of the Pennsboro and Harrisville Railroad, and West Virginians have so much faith 1n her executive ability that they are in no fear of the road suffering by the change. The fashionable sleeve is a mass of puffs, slashes, ruffles, humps and lumps. Lt is drawn in one place and bulged out in another; has round-and-round bands of trimming, or those that extend from shoulder to wrist. Some sleeves are made of one material, others of two kinds of trimming are not unusual, The loose wrap, or circular, is at last voted as prejudical to health, and there are evidences that it is be abandoned for the close- fitting garment. It is a curious fact, however, that until fashion pro- nounced against these tkings there was no sign of their being given up : but the moment that a recognized authority expresses the unfavorable opinion, they . are promptly put aside, and it will nev- er do to wear them any more, A light blue crape dress fora young lady has a round skirt of dancing length, surrounded by four puffs of crape strap- ped by twisted bands of narrow black velvet ribbon, with white lace insertion on either side of the puffs. This trim- ming is used three times in succession around the bottom, extending’ below the knee, then once more after an interval of the width of the puff. The round bodice has a draped front and plain laced back. A puff borders the neck and forms short sleeves. The Empire girdle and sash are of black velvet. It wasa pale helitrope cloth with three ruffles around the skirt, each one edged with fine jet trimming. The round bodice had a belt of jet and a round yoke outlined by the same trimming. From the shoulders fell two deep wings or capes, likewise trimmed with jet and, a sash of benguline bordered by jet fell from the shoulders, being tied loosely just above the waist line. The hat of helitrope felt had no other trimming save a black sa. tin ribbon band and loops. It tied un- der the chin in a trim little bow and the effect was delightful. The exponents of high art in dress condemn the high stiff collar, which they robsaysthe neck of perfect freedom of motion, destroying the natural expres- sion and grace. The neck is to the bead what the stem is to the flower. They consider even an unbeautiful neck freed better than the stiffly bridled car- riage, which is the product of the tailor collor. The soft frill of lace” that has encircled the throats of the heroines in English novels since the beginning is reinstated for the wethetic maiden, while the tailor-made girl will still cling to her “‘chokers,” Princess of Wales ‘dog collars’ cte. We are slowing but surely drifting to- wards the flaring skirt which in its pro- nounced sweep exhibits all the features of 1830 styles. “Hcopskirts ! why the idea is absurb.” This is about the way the advance modes which so positively herald its coming are ignored, but wait. We women are a trifle alarmed, and a good deal disgusted very frequently at some of Queen Fashion's pranks, but if given time enough we are certain to fall in with her way of thinking. I re- member so well upon the introduction of the clinging skirt the indignation of one woman when asked if she expected to adopt it. “Never,” was the emphatic answer. ‘What, swathe my form in yards of drapery or roll myself up until I look like an animated cigar? Well not much,” and yet six months atter the fashion was an assured one this woman was one of its most enthusiastic de- votees.
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