isda Beware atc Bellefonte, Pa., June 16, 1893 | c——— ROCK OF AGES, “Kock of ages, cleft for me,” Thoughtlessly the maiden sung, Fell the words unconsciously From her girlish, gleeful tongue ; Sang as little children sing; Sang as sings the birds in June; Fell the words like light leaves down, On the current of the tune— “Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee.” “Let me hide myself in thee,” Felt her soul no need to hide— Sweet the song as song could be, And she had no thought beside ; All the world unheedingly Fell from lips nntouched by care : Dreaming not that they might be On some other lips a prayer— “Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee.” “Rock of ages, cleft for me,” Twas a woman sung them now, Pleadingly and prayerfully, Every word her heart did know : Rose the song as storm-tossed bird Beats with weary wing the air, Every. note with sorrow stirred, Every syllable a prayer— “Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hid myself in thee.” “Rock of ages, cleft for me,” Lips grown aged sung the hymn Trustingly and tenderly, Voice grown weak and eyes grown ‘fim. “Let me hide myself in thee,” Trembling thongh the voice, and low, Rose the sweet strain peacefully, Like a river in its flow ; ‘Sung as only they cab sing Who life's thorny path have passed; ‘Sung as only they €an sing ‘Who behold the promised rest— “Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee.” “Rock of ages, eleft for me,” Sung above a edifin-lid ; Underneath, all restfully, All life's joys and sorrows hid Nevermore, O storm-tossed soul, Nevermore from wind or tide, Wilt thou need thyse!f to hide. Could thy sightless, sunken eyes, Closed beneath the soft, gray hair, Could the mute and stiffened lips Move again in pleasing prayer, Still, aye still, the words would be— “Let me hide myself in thee.” 'PURRING WHEN YOU'RE PLEASED. BY MRS. ALFRED GATTY. They had been licked over hundreds of times by the same mother, had been brought up on the same food, lived in the same house, learned the same les- sons, heard the same advice, and yet how different they were! Never were there two kittens more thoroughly un- like than those two! The one, with an open, ‘loving heart, which never could contain itself in its joys, but purred it out &t once to ail the world ; the other, who scarcely ever purred at all, and that never above its breath, let him be as happy or as fond as he would. It was partly his mother’s fault, per. haps, for she always set her children the example of reserve, rarely purring herself, and then only in a low tone. But, poor thing, there were excuses to be made for her; she had had se many troubles. ‘Cats generally have. Their kittens are taken away from sthem so often, and they get so hissed about the house when people are busy, and the children pull them about so heedlessly and make the dogs run after them— which is so drritating—that really the wonder is they ever purr at alli Nevertheless, not feeling inclined to purr much herself was no good reason for her thinking it silly or wreng in other people to purr when they were pleased ; but she did, and she and her purring daughter were always having small tiffs on the subject. Every morning. for instance, when the nice curly-headed little boy brought the kittens a saucer of milk from his breakfast, there was sure to be a dis- turbance over the purring question ; for, even before the saucer had reached the floor, Miss Pussy was suredo be there, tail and head erect and eager, singing her loudest and best, her whole throat vibrating visibly; while Master Pussy, on the contrary, took his food, but said very liutle about it, or if he ever attempted to express his natural delight, did it in so low a tone that nobody could hear without putting their ears close down to him to listen. Now this was what the mother cat «called keeping up oue’s dignity and self-respect, so it can easily be imagin- ed how angry she used to get with the other kitten. “You wretched little «creature:!” she would say to poor Miss Pussy, who, even after the meal was over, would lie purring with pleasure in front of the fire; “what in the world are you making all that noise and fuss about? Why are you always to be letting yourself down by thanking peo- ple for what they do for you, as if you «did not deserve it, and had not a right to expect it? Isn't it quite right of them to feed you and keep you warm ? What a shame it would be if they left you without food “or fire! I am ashamed to see you making yourself 80 cheap, by showing gratitude for every trifle. For goodness’ sake have a little proper pride, and leave off such fawning ways! Look at your brother and see how differently he behaves! — takes everything as a matter of course, and has the sense to keep his feelings to himself; and people are sure ‘to re- spect him all the more. ‘It keeps up one’s friends’ interest when: they are not too sure that one is pleased.” But you, with your everlasting acknowl- edgments, will be seen through, and despised very soon. Have a little more esteem for your own 'eharacter ! What is to become of self respect if people are everlastingly to purr whea they are pleased ?’ Miss Pussy had not the least notion what ‘would become of it in such a case, but she supposed something dreadful ; so she felt quite horrified at herselt for ‘having done anything to bring such a misfortune about, and made ‘a thousand resolutions to keep up ber dignity, save self respect from the terrible unknown fate in store, and purr no more. But it was all in vain, As soon as ever anything’happened ‘to make her feel ‘happy and’ comfortable, throb went the little throat, as naturally as flowers come out in spring, and there she was in a fresh scrape again! And the temptations were endless. The little boy’s cousin, pale and quiet and silent as she was, would often take Miss Pussy on her knee, and nurse her for half an hour iat a time, stroking her so gently and kindly—how coul any one help purring, Or the boy would tie ‘a string, with a cork at the end of it, to the ‘drawer- handle of a table, so that the kittens could paw it, and pat it, and spring at it, as they pleased—how was it possi: ble not to give vent to one’s delight in the intervals ot such a game, when the thing was swingieg trom side to side before their very eves, inviting the next bound ? And when there was nothing else to be pleased about, there were always their own trails to run after, and the fun was surely irresistible, and well de- gerved a song. Yet the brother very seldom com- mitted himself in that way—that was { the great puzzle, and Miss Pussy grew more and more perplexed as time went on. Nay, once, when they were alone together, and her spirits had quite got the better of her judgmeat, she boldly asked kim, in as many words, “Why do you not purr when you? are pleas ed ?”’ as if it was quite ‘the natural and proper thing to do. Whereat he seem- ed quite taken by lsarprise but an- swered at last: “It’s so weak minded, mother says; I should be terribly ashamed. Besides,” added he, after a but don’t say adytking about it—when I begin, there's something'that chokes tell—it would let me down so in moth- er’s eyes. She likes ue to keep up our dignity, you know.” Had Mother Puss overheard these words, she might have been a little startled by such a result of her teach- ing ; but, as it was, she remained in happy ignorance that her son was in- . . . Yet, strange to say, she had toat choking in the throat sometimes herself! .. .:. Bat, at last, a charge came into their lives. Ooneday their friend, the curly headed boy, came bounding into the kitchen where Mother Puss and her kittens were asleep, in raptures of delight, followed by the pale, quiet, silent cousin, as quiet and silent as ever. The boy rushed tothe <iitens at ance, took up both together in his hands, laid one over the other for tun, and thea said to the girl, “Cousin, now they're going to give us the kittens for our very own, just tell me which you like best, really? I'm go afraid you won’t choose for yourself when they ask you, and then.if I have to choose instead, I shan’t know whieh you would rather have! And I want you to have the one.you like most—so do tell me beforehand I”? “Oh, I like them both!” answered the girl, in the same unmoved, indit- ferent tone in which she generally ‘spoke. “So do I,” replied her cousin; “but I know which I like best for all that; and go must you, only you won't say. I wonder whether you like to have the kittens at all?” added he, locking at the pale child a little doubtfully ; then whispering, as he put them both to her face to be kissed, “Cousin, dear, I wish I could see when you were pleas- ed by your face! See! give a smile when the one you like best goes by. Do—won’t you—this once—just tor once?” It was in vain! he passed the kittens before her in succession, that-she might see the markings of their fur, but still she only said she liked both, and, of course, was glad te have a kitten, and go on; till at last, he was disheartened, and asked no more. Lt is a great distress to some people when their friends will not purr when they are pleased:; and as the children went back together to the drawing- room, the little boy was the sadder of the two, though he could not have ex- plained why. And then, just what he expected happened—the cheice between the two kittens was offered first to the girl; but, instead of accepting it is as a fav- vor, and saying “Thank you” for it, and being pleased, as she ought to have been, she would say nothing but that she liked both, and it could not matter which she had; nay, to look at her as she spoke, nobody would have thought she cared fer having either at all! How was it that she did not observe how sorrowfully her aunt was gazing at her as she spoke; aye, and with a sorrow far beyond anything the kictens could occasion ? But she did not; and presently her aunt said, “Well, then, as she did not care, the boy should choose.” On which the poor boy colored with vexa- tion; but when he had sought his «€ousin’s eyes again and again in vain for some token of her feelings, he laid ‘sudden hold on Miss Puesy, and cud- dled her against his cheek, exclaim. ing : & Phen I will have thisene! I like her much the best, mother, because she purrs when.she is pleased?’ And then the little girl took up Mas. ter Pussy, and kissed him very kindly, but went away without saying another word. And eo a week passed; and though the children petted their kittens, they never discussed the question of which wasliked best again, for a shyness had sprung up about it ever since the day the choice had been made, Lip, But at the end of the week, one sun- shiny morning, when the boy was rid-’ ing his father’s pony, and only the lit- tle girl was in the house, her aunt, coming suddenly into the schoolroom, discovered her kneeling by the sofa, weepiag a silent rain of tears over the fur-coat of Miss Pussy who was purr- ing loudly all the time; while her own kitten, Master Pussy, was lying sound asleep unnoticed by the fire. Now, the pale, silent little girl had been an orphan nearly two years— father and mother having died” within short pause, ‘“‘to tell you the truth— | a little in my throat. Mind you don’t | fluenced by anything bat her advice. a few weeks of each other; and she had been ever since, till quite lately, under the care of a guardian, who, though married, had no children, and was more strict and well intentioned than kind and comprehending § so that between sorrow at first and fear alter- wards, joined to a timid, shrinking na- ture, she had, without knowing any- thing about it, shut herself up in a sort of defensive armor of self-restraint, which, till now, neither aunt, nor uncle, nor even loving cousin, had been able to break through- But they had gently bided their time, and the time had come at last, aud Miss Pugsy pointed the moral ; for with her aunt’s arms folded round her, and a sense of her comforting tender- ness creeping into the long-lonely heart, she owned that she had fretted all the week in secret because—actu- ally because—it wes so miserable %o nurse a fitten who would not pvrr when he was pleased ! Anybody may guess how nice it was, ‘ten minutes afterwards, to see the little girl, with the roused color of warm feeling on her cheeks, smiling through her tears at the thought of how like the wunpurring kittten she had been herself! Anybody - may guess, too, with what riotous joy her loving cousin insisted on her changing kittens at onee, and having Miss ‘Pussy for her very own. And how, on the other, hand. he set to work himself, with a resolute heart, to make Master Pussy so foud of him that purr he must, whether he would or not. Which Did She Wear? Both Determined to Have Their Way &bout Her Bonnet. They hed been married three months and the odor of the orange blossoms was still sweet in their nostrils. It was all a lovely dream. She was so kind and he was so “kind ; she was “angel” and he was all the dear names she covld think of. Never a frown, never a eross word had broken the soft. even echo of the marriage “bells. Thus they believed that they had come to live in Eutopia forgver and ever, and they went and told all their friends about it, especially those who were single. He came home one evening with the news that he had bought tickets to the theatre. To see her thank him was to behold a beautiful illustration of the poet’s two souls’ theory. After supper he went out and did not return until a few minutes before the time to start. She was just putting on her hat. “My dear,” he said, “I wish you wotld not wear that white'kat. I do not like you in it. Won’t you wear the black one?” “Why, certainly, dearest,” she cooed in reply. “I will do whatever you say, though the black hat is net suitable. You knew I had the white hat made especially for the theatre. It is suitable at no other time.” “I did not know that. "Wear the white one of course.” “No I want to please you. I don’t care if people do say I am ‘tacky.’ ” “Then wear the white hat. That will please me.” “You know it won’t. making a self-sacrifice.” “Did I say so?” “No, dear, but—"’ “But nothing. Wear the white hat and say no more about it.” “You needn’t get cross,” the cooing all out of her voice. “I'll wear ths black hat.” “Cross? Do you think I really want you to wear the black hat ?”’ “Yes, or you would not have talked so much,” was her crisp reply. “I'm going to wear it, too.” “Wear the white one.” 41 won't.” “You will.” And so on wuntil they barely reached the theatre in time. Now which hat do you think she wore ? SC ——— The Blue Laws. You are simply Specinuin Statutes From the Archiwss of Con- nectica:t. The words “blue laws.” says the *“Youth’s Journal,” are often seen in the newspapers of to-day, but just why they are thus named is known to com- paratively few persons. We therefore name a few of them. They were called blue because they were printed on blue paper. They be- longed to the State of Counnesticut. Here are some of them : “No owe shall be a freeman or have a vote unless he is converted amd a member of one of the churches al- lowed in the Dominion.” “No dissenter from the essential wor- ship of this Dominion shall be allowed to give a vote for electing magistrates or any officer.” “No food or lodging shall be offered to a heretic,” ? “No one shall cross the river on the Sabbath butan authorized clergyman.” “No one shall travel, cook victuals, make beds, sweep houses, cut hair ar shave on the Sabbath day.” “No one shall kiss his or her child: ren ou the Sabbath or tasting days.” “The Sabbath day shall begin at sunset Saturday.” ~ “Whoever wears clothes trimmed with gold, silver bome or lace above one shilling a yard, shall be presented by the grand jurors, and the selectmen shall tax the estate £ 3000.” “Whoever brings cards or dice into the Dominion shall be fined £5.” No one shall eat minee pies, dance, play cards, or play any instrument of music except the drum, trumpet or jewsharp.” . “No man shall court a maid in 'per- son or by letter, without obtaining the consent of her parents ; £5 penalty for the first offense, £ 10 for the second, and for the third, imprisonment during the pleasure of the Court.” i Se — —— Hotel Manager—You are look- ing for a job, eh? Where were you last employed ? i Applicant—A¢ the dime museum. I am the india rubber man. Hotel 'Manager—Don’t say. And how do you expect we can make use of you ? Applicant—As “bouncer,” sir. Good Stories About Booth. Something of the Family— How Romeo Came to Wed Jutiet—Thz Deceased on Lincoln's Death. Of Edwin Booth, the great tragediun, who died last week at his apartments in the Player's club in New York city, surrounded by his daughter Mrs. Gross- man and her husband, his physician Dr. St. Clair Smith, superintendent Me- Gonigle, William Bispham and Charlas Farryll all intimate friends. The fol- lowing stories are told. Edwin Booth was born in Belair, near Baltimore. Md., on. November 13, 1833 and was consequently in his sixtieth year. Edwin Booth’s mother had been a flower girl at Convent Garden Theatre, London, by name Mary Ann Holmes, before her marriage to Junius Brutus Booth. Edwin was one df seven chil- dren, and it is said that he was not the favorite of his father. It is written as follows by Frank A. Burr: ‘“Oaly two have made their mark on the stage, Ed- win and John Wilkes. None of the girls have been actreses. John Wilkes was always regarded as the flewer of the flock on the mate side, and Mary Asia, who became the wife of John S. Clark, the comedian, wrote the history of her father and brother. Wilkes Booth made more money in asingleseason before and during the war than any ector who has ever lived im that time, A pretty story is told of the courtship of Edwin Booth and Mary Mc Vicker. According to the story he and the were playing together in the sweet old love- play of Shakespeare. He was Romeo ; she was-Juliet. The pretty tale of old theatre-goers of 20 odd years ago has it that the stage Romeo and the stage Juliet forgot their acting in the love they felt for each other, and made not stage love, but real love during the balcony scene. This same old story further says that during the whole course of the play Ed- win Booth was telling pretty Mary Mec- Vicker the old, old story, that was just as old even when gentle Willie Shakespeare wrote of Romeo and Juliet. And the same old retrospective gentlemen and ladies will tell you that Romeo and Juliet has never been done in our day as Booth and Mary McVicker did it in those days, nearly 25 years ago. Jewish blood ran in the elder Beoth’s veins, and in :Edwin Booth’s face there was a decided suggestion of Jewish fea- tures. His thoughtful face amd deep, poetie eyes were signs of an emotional nature, but the persons who knew Booth intimately could be counted on one’s fingers. He was a moody, melancholy men in late years, contented with his books and his pipe and little else. So- ciety knew nothing of him, though, had he chosen, the doors of the best houses in every city would have opened wide to him, When President Lincoln was shot it wes the office of H. C. Jarrett, at that time manager of the Boston Theater, to convey to Mr. Booth the suspicion in regard to the perpetrator of the murder. He did so in the following note ; MY DEAR SiR—A fearful calamity is upon us. The President of the United States has fallen by the hand of an. as- sassin, and, I am shocked to say, sus- picion points to one nearly related to you as the perpetrator of this horrible deed. God grant it may not prove so. With this knowledge and out of respect to the anguish which will fill the public mind as-soon as the appalling fact shall close the Boston Theater until further notice. Please signify to me your co- operation in this matter. In great sorrow and haste I remain yours very truly. HENRY (. JARRETT. Upon the afternoon of the Saturday on which Mr. Booth recvived the commun- ication he was to have concluded his three weeks’ engagement and taken a farewell benefit. He answered Mr. Jarrett thus: — yourself and the public. The news of the morning has made me wretched, in- deed, not only because I have received the unhappy tidings of the suspicions of a brother's crime, but because a good man and a most justly honored and pe- triotic ruler has fallen in an hour of na- tional joy by the hand of an assassia. The memary of the thousands who have fallen on the field in our country’s de- fence during this struggle cannot ‘be for- gotten by me even in this the most dis- tressing day of my hfe. And I most sincerely prey that the victories we have mourning, in common with all other loyal hearts, the death of the President, I am oppressed by a private woe not to be expressed in words. But whatever calamity ‘may befall me or mine, my country, one and indivisible, has my warmest devotion, EpwiN Boots. Booth never could be induced to play in Washington after the war tragedy, and iu is said that he never referred to bis brilliant younger brother, John Wilkes. Once, while playing Richard in Chicago, in the tent scene, Booth had just lain down oa the couch when a pis- tol shot was fired at him by an insane man by the name of Gray. A second and third shot was discharged. Booth ‘arose and went down to the footlights and pointed. out the would-be assassin, a4 the pistol was levelled at his head. @ne ot the bullets, which lodged ‘in ‘the scenery almost directly behind his head, he had set in a gold cartridge, upon which he had engraved, “From Mark Gray to Edwin Booth, April 28, 1879.” The lunatic was sent to ‘an insane asylum. The inscription on the gold cartridge is bright enough for a story, but it is to be doubted if the tragedian na eared to see any of the bullets fired at him. i During the latter part of his life Ed- win Booth had to see exploited in all its unnleasant details the history of Agatha Delanoir Booth, who claimed she was the wife of Booth the elder when he married the’ girl who gave birth to Junius Brutus Edwin, John Wilkes and Joseph Booth, Asia Booth Clark and Rosolie Booth. The scandal when it'came out, two years ago, created a great furor in the country, for, accord- | ing to the story, the first wife years af- ter the sailing of her husband from Eu- gland, came to Baltimore, lived there bz fully revealed, I have concluded to! My Dear Sir —With deepest sorrow | and great agitation 1 thank you for re- | lieving me from my éngagement with | already won may stay the brand of war | and the tide of loyal blood. While long enough to claim the rights of cit- izzoship, and on Februhty 27, 1851 ap- plied for a devorce, alleging that her husband had come over here with an- other woman, with whom he was still living. According to the same story, it wes said that the elder Booth admitted all the facts charged, and the decree was granted. May 10, the following mar- riage of Junius Brutus Booth and Mary Ann Holmes, the mother of his 10 child- ren, was recorded in Baltimore. The next year the elder Booth died. Each woman lies buried in Baltimore as the wife of Junius Brutus Booth —in- difterent churchyards. Saturday afternoon, April 3, 1891, at the Academy of Music, in Brooklyn, Edwin Booth acted for the last time. The play was “Hamlet,” and thus the last words ever uttered on the stage in that rich. soft, sad voice of his were these: “The rest is silence ;” and it was John A. Lune who, as Horatio, spoke the lines on which the curtain fell : “Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince, and fichts of an- gels sing thee to thy rest.”’. Booth was buried in Mt. Auburn Cemetery, Boston—a most beautiful city of the dead. There, upon a green and lovely knoll overlooking the coantry for miles around, sleeps Longfellow. Not far away, with only a rough and unhewn stone to mark his neglected grave, rest the bones of Agassiz. Here lies alse Charles Sumner, beneath a massive granite slab, which seems to typify the character of the man whose name it bears. Charlotte Cushman, ton, the greatest of American tragediennes, is buried there, and that other noble woman, Margaret Fuller. In all the land thereis no more fitting spot in which to place all thatis mortal of America’s last tragedian, One Million Whe Will Have to be Bach- elors, A recent statement of the census bureau shows thas there were in 1890, in round numbers. 1,500,000 more males than females in the United States, in a total population of 62,622.250. Reference to the previous census shows an excess in 1880 of 881,857 in a population of 50,- 115,783. Thus while the excess of males in ten years increased seventy-five per cent., the population of the country in- creased only about twenty-five. These facts will afford a surprise to many per- sons who have thought that there were more females than males in this coun- try ; and, especially so, since the excess of the later over the former has increased so rapidly. Undoubtedly the impression that females out numbered the males. was obtained more by observation -in this portion of the country, than by any actual statistics. Itis a fact that such is the case in many of the eastern and Atlantic coast states. The census bureau statement says that in the District of Columbia women out number the men as 110 to 100. This ratio is closely followed by that of Massachusetts wkich is 105 to 100 ; by that of Rhode Island, 105 to 100; North Carolina and Maryland 102 to 100; Connecticut, New Hampshire, New York, South Carolinaand Virginia, 101 to 100. Oa the other hand in Ala- bama, Georgia, Mississippi, Tennessee, Kentucky, Delaware, West Virginia, Ohio, Indiana, Maine, Vermont, I1ll- inois, Florida, Missouri, Wisconsin, Iowa, Arkansas, Michigan, Texas, Kansas, Minnesota, Nebraska, the Da- kotas and all the Pacific coast states, the proportion of women to men is from 95 per cent. to 50 per cent. In Pennsyl- vania the males outnumber the females, 100 to 95. Inquiry into the causes which lead to an excess of males over females, discovers first that the male birth rate is higher than the female, as 100 is to 97. Next that immigration for years has shown a greater percentage of males. Were not the death rate among males s6 much higher than among females, due to ac- cidental causes, violence habits and pub- lic disorder, their excess would be even greater than it now is. How long males will continue their advantage of num- bers over females, and to what degree, depends too on the freedom from vices and destructive habits maintained by the females themselves, not only as re- gards their own lives but those of off- gpring. But to recur, the preponderance of either sex in any state or locality, ap- pears to depend upon the nature of the industrial employments. In the Dis- trict of Columbia, the excess of females is largely due to the women in govern- ment employ; in Massachusetts and other New England states, to the cotton and woolen establishments; in New York, to manufactures and clerkships ; and 80 on, On the other hand, male prodomination in the Pacific coast states is due to the employment of Chinamen, especially in California, and to mining and agricultural op erations. Permanency and diversification of in- dustries, will, however, tend to balance the sexes. Another census will un- doubtedly show considerable changes in the proportions west and south. -——A freak of nature even more de- sirable than that of the Siamese twins is reported from Nanking, where a Ki asi man has two sons, aged ‘about ‘8, who are joined together by an “arm- like piece of flesh!” about the size of a man’s arm, in such wise they stand, not side by side, but face to face. A writer who has examined them states that when they walked they had to move eidewise, or shoulders first, *‘like the peregrinations of a crab” I —— ~——In the little town of Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, the electric service is very convenient for passengers. In the rear of the seats buttons are placed at intervals, which by pressing notifies the conductor and makes it easy, espe- cially for ladies, toleave the car. This plan might be advantageously adopted in this country, as passengers are often Jostled in trying to notify conductors when they desire to leave at certain points. —— A shingle wasremoved last Oc- tober from the roof of the Congregation- al Church at Farrington, it had been since 1771. For ahd About Women. The latest thing in dress, the “clown” sleeve, is simply a mass of overlapping frills. A favorite combination of eelor for evening dresses is white and bright orange yellow, the soft, rich tone of a ripe nectarine. The hair at present is waved all over the head. Fortunatz is the woman whose hair waves naturally. Others must betake themselves to the curling iron. After the unsuccessful attempt to har moniously blend all the colors of a gor- geous parrot in one gown, it is a relief to find that the stylish combinations ok black aud white or black and cream as, popular again. A box cf the very finest powdered! charcoal, which can only be obtained; at a drug store, should be always at. hand. Give the teeth an occasional, brushing with it or rub a little between. the interstices of the teeth.at night, brushing it out in the morning. Dr. Mary Putnam Jacobi has. been elected president of the neurological sea- tion of the New York Academy of Med- icine, being the first woman ever elected to the presidency of a section of that in- stitution since its foundation 26 years ago. A summer trimming for black round hats is a very large wired bow made of’ wide white applique lace, or of a veil of thin lace fashioned into a bow. Long slender jet ornaments in horn shape, or pins with pear-shaped heads of jet, are crossed high amid the lace loops. Michigan makes a wonderful showing in the line of successful women farmers. In Wayne county alone they number 220, while throughout the entire State they number 8707, who till’ 760,439 acres. The value of these lands is esti. mated at $43,500,000, and the earnings of these women aggregate $4,354,500. Six ounces of rose water mixed with two drachms of chlorate of potash is an excellent purifier of the breath. Rinse the mouth after each meal. For acidity of the stomach, which gives bad breath, use a solution of a teaspoonful of baking soda and half as much salt in a glass of water, Drink a little of this and rinse the mouth also. A “grape tea’ is a popular form of social diversion in Australia. Grapes of various kinds and in the greatest perfec. tion are the chief feature, and grape leaves enter largely into the decorative effects. Why not also “strawberry tens,” ‘raspberry teas,” or even ‘‘quince’? “cherry” and ‘‘peach” teas? Ounp friends in the South Pacific open up a vista not to be ignored. Parasols have ostrich feathers set ! along the edge and curling over like a sort of fringe. It does seem a wicked waste. If you see such a parasol ata bargain, it may be well to get it, then pluck it and go in for hats, otherwise it seems unwise. What would happen if a rain-storm came up? But, for that matter, if caught in a shower, a wom. an’s first thought is how to save her par-. asol and her next to protect her dress. Puffs at tops of sleeves have either lengthwise or cross rows, while loose lower sleeves are often trimmed with di- agonal insertions. Very narrow guipure from half an inch to an inch wide, is placed at the head of folds of ribbons of satin when trimming ruffles, revers, or skirts. Vine-patterned guipure and em-. broidery is used like passementerie in a row through the middle of a bias band or ribbon. Lighter insertions of Mech lin and Limerick laces trim thin mous. seline de soie and gauze dresses. Miss Jessie A. Ackerman, World’ W. C.T. U. missionary, had a nove} adventure on her recent trip from Aus. tralia to Singapore. The steamer stopped two days among the pearling fleet on the great pearling grounds of the world, out beyond sight of land, where thirteen hundred men are work- ing. Here Miss Akerman put on the diving dress and went down sixty feet to the ocean’s bed and saw for herself “the. wonders of the deep.” She is the first woman to make the experiment, and, uch relief was felt when she returned to the boat in safety. The material of a prétty visiting toilet. is tan-colored silk rep trimmed with brown velvet. The circular bell skirt fits snugly over the hips and the back is laid in boxpleats: Around the skirt are three bias folds of velvet in graduated widths. The round waist has a yoke of velvet and is gathered at the waist like a blouse. Around the waist is a velvet belt fastening ir front with a buckle. Across the front only, over the bust, ia an arrangement of velvet caught in the centre with a buckle. The waist is trimmed with bretelles of silk rep. The sleeves have a tight cuff and a very full puff, and are made entirely of velvet. One of the fancies of the moment is the use of insertion in preference to lace with scalloped edge as trimming for gowns of crepon or silk, as well as those of thin batiste or lawn. ~Guipure inser tion is most used in white or cream tints for trimming dark blue or mauve cre.’ pons, and also black, silks, satins and grenadines, The two-inch wide width is employed and should be really insert- ed, but as this requires a great deal of sewing a very good effect is obtained by simply applying the open straight-edged guipure on the waist or skirt row after row. ' In dress waists 1 crosses from armhole to armhole in two or three straight bands suggesting a yoke. Ful} gathered vests are similarly trimmed. Good teeth and ‘a sweet breath are within the reach of most every one. The services of a good dentist will insure the former against such imperfections as shall be positively unsightly or taint the breath. The advice of your dentist should be sought as to the proper tooth powder to use, as many of the come pounds on the market contain harmful acids and gritty substances. Thereis no surer way to destroy the teeth than by the want of brushing or rinsing after eating fruit. In California. where fruit of all kinds is so cheap for ten months in the year as to be within the reach of almost the poorest, beautiful teeth are rarely found, while it is a very common thing to see even young women with false teeth. Excess of the use of fruit Conn., where sometimes produces undue acidity of the stomach, which also reacts on the teeth.
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