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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.