Democratic watchman. (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1855-1940, September 01, 1893, Image 2

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    Deworeaic Watddpuan
Bellefonte, Pa., Sep. I, 1893
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A REVERY.
Sweet haunting eyes ! I see them gleam
With somber fire the while I gaze ;
Again I drift adown the stream
Of olden days.
Sad, tender lips, ye do not speak;
The voice I love I may not hear:
No more those vibrant tones shall seek
My listening ear.
O brave true heart! thro’ the misty maze
Of the dreamy past, my spirit flies;
Again in thy liquid depths I gaze,
Sweet, haunting eyes.
Pittsburg Dispatch
ET ETT ———
CONTENTMENT.
Happy the face 'neath the tattered bonnet,
Merry eyes matching the ribbons on it;
What matter the old, torn shawl and gown !
With her sunny hair, for a golden crown,
She's the richest queen in all the land—
With her happy face under the bonnet.
Her kingdom, the billowy meadows fair ;
Her subjects, the birds and butterflies there ;
Her wine, the dew in the floweret’s cup.
Which she quaffs with glee, ere the sun’s up;
She's the Ihnden queen in all the land,
With her winsome face under the bonnet.
She cares not for fashion, cares not for fame;
She knows not sorrow—to her, but a name ;
She wears bright jewels, the wild flowers
sweet ; :
And they liit their heads, her smile to meet;
She's the happiest queen in all the land,
'Neath he? old and faded bonnet.
To those who are blest with wealth untold,
Comes not such joy as her life doth hold ;
They think they are happy—how little they
fee
The sweet content her eyes reveal ;
We 189 find, if we search through all the
an
A queen ‘neath a tattered bonnet.
—Good Housekeeping.
TEE EETTCT—E AT
A ROMANCE OF A CIRCUS.
BY ALBERT BIGELOW PAINE.
It was about four o'clock of one of
the warmest July days I ever knew.
The news forms, which the foreman
had been holding open for the latest bit
of crime or casualty or scandal that
might happen within or without our
little Western city of ten thousand
sweltering souls, were at last locked up
firmly and sent below.
Here and there I had been giving
them a few finishing touches, and as I
turned to wash my inky hands at the
hydrant, the big press In the basement
begun to rumble and clack, while the
chatter and scuffle and shouts of the
carriers, who were waiting down there
to receive their papers hot from the
press, rose higher and higher, until it
seemed that instead of one “devil,” we
must have a horde of them, and that
they had converted the basement into
an inferno.
It had been a hard day. I returned
to the little office in front, and sank
wearily into my chair. Since eight
o'clock, in as few clothes as deceocy
permitted, I had been staggering
through slipshoa copy, obscure tele-
graph, and villanous proof.
The intolerable heat had demoraliz-
ed everything. The compositors had
worked at their cases half naked and
more than half asleep. The city man
had come in with a meagre half
column, and dropped into a chair
wholly exhausted. The messenger-
boys had dragged back and forth wiih
the despatches, and it was evident
from the latter that the men atthe
wires were getting through their work
in the same manner. Yes it had been
a very hard day, harder than usual.
By-and by a bov’s clear voice in
front shouted, “Fvening Tribu-wne !
Evening Tribune I"
The paper was out at last. The hard
day was ended.
The burning sun had slipped down
behind the big hotel opposite, and peo-
ple were beginning to stir about on the
red-hot pavement that for over two
hours had been nearly deserted. Later,
crowded street cars began to pass, acd
soon the sidewalks were full of human-
ity coming from the same direction.
The afternoon performance ot The
Great Eastern Combined Menagerie
and Circus, whose tents were pitched
in the outskirts of the city, was
over.
I was puiting on my hat to leave the
office, when -a rather fine-looking al-
though somewhat emphatically dressed
man wearing a very large diamond
stud, stepped briskly in and approach-
me with extended hand. This meant
a complimentary mention of something
or somebody, but I took it silently.
“Editor of the Tribune, I believe ?”
I assented with a nod.
“Forbes is my name—DManager of
The Great Eastern Combined shows.
Our afternoon performance ie just over.
Your advertising for us was very satis-
factory. We should be pleased to have
you witness our entertainment this eve-
ning. Show bigger and better than
ever. Look me up. Be glad to show
you through.” Then, as he hurried
away, he pressed two narrow slips of
pasteboard into my hand, which I ac-
cepted with a sigh, knowing that this
called for a three-dollar notice in tp-
morrow’s issue. Our city circulator
came in just then, weary and miserable
so I gave him one of the passes; and
alter supper, when the air was a trifle
cooler, I walked out to where the tents
_ of The Great Eastern covered some
half a dozen acres of ground.
It was the same old story. The
eager and motley crowd ; the flare of
the kerosene torches; the hoarse
voices of the fakers;the red wagon
where the man sells tickets so rapidly
that he doesn’t always give quite
enough change ; the smaller tents of
the side shows, with their flaming re-
resentations of the fat woman, the
oa-constrictor, and the two-headed
demon of the South Sea; and, in the
centre of all, the big double canvas,
with its circle of cages and its group of
elephants and camels in one part, and
its immense tiers of seats and its three
rings and racecourse in the other;
while here and there about vou stand
the silent men whose daily lot it is to
put up and down and pack and move
this wonderful affair, and to attend to
the thousand and one menial duties
connected therewith—the “white. |
slaves’ gathered from the gutter, from
the farm, from the prisons, from every-
where, whose every aim in life has
been merged into the one instinct of
sullen obedience, whose pleasures are
lower than those of the beasts they
gend. Some among them, attracted as
boys from the quiet walks of life by the
tawdry tinsel, awakenining to find it a
sham and a mockery, ashamed tore:
turn to their homes, have lingered on
until they are no longer capable of be-
ginning another life.
As I loitered along the cages inside,
wondering whether the tiger, the zebra,
the mountain-goat, and all the rest
were not thinking of their native jun-
gle and plains and mountaing, and des-
pising this gaping crowd and these flar-
ing lights, I felt a touch on my arm.
It was Mr. Forbes, the manager.
“Ah! glad to seeyou. Great show,
haven't we?”
“Yes, it is certainly very exten-
sive.”
“Take your time; plenty of time.
Performance doesn’t begin for twenty
minutes yet. Rhinoceros ; only liv
ing one in America. Cost three for-
tunes and as many lives to get him.
Lioness and cubs. Look playful, don’t
they? Princess Louise ; finest lioness
in the world Elephants—forty of them ;
more than all other shows combined.
Scipio, largest elephant in America ;
very gentle. Booth Hannibal, Marcus
—all fine elephants: very savage.
Don’t go too close. Easily provoked;
very treacherous. Men all afraid of
him ; killed two already.” And so on,
in short graphic periods.
By-and-by I went to where the
crowd was now hastening, and took
the reserved seat to which my ticket
entitled me.
The grand entree eame on, with its
whirl of color and its brilliant eques-
train figures. Then there followed so
rapidly performance in each of the
three rings at once that one must have
mare than one pair of eyes to see it
all,
In one a Japanese juggler is throw-
ng knives ; in another a pair of contor-
tionists are twisting themselves into as-
tonishing combinations. “Directly in
front and tar above me, a large hard-
some woman in tights is walking a
wire. There is something about her
face that attracts me. I say to myself
that she is made up, and a nearer view
would probably show her to be coarse,
dissipated-lookmng, and ill-favored.
Still, I watch her ; thereis about her
a different look from the others. An-
other is watching her too. It is one of
the “white slaves,” of which there are
a number hurrying hither and thither
resplendent in greasy red uniforms. He
is standing a little to one side gazing
up at her intently. I cannot see his
face, but as she finishes her act, and
swings down from the dizzy height, he
steps quickly forward, and I notice, or
I think I notice, just for an instant,
that as he takes her hand, apparently
to assist her, there is a glance exchang-
ed between them, and a look of kind-
ness that is almost a smile comes into
her beautiful face; while her hand
lingers in his, after her feet have
touched the ground, a moment longer
than seems necessary. Then she tripes
away, and the man, summoned to an-
other quarter, is gone too.
The manager 1s passing, and I beck-
on to him.
“Who is the lady that bas just fin-
ished the wire-walking ?" I ask.
“Mademoiselle Lester. Magnificent
isn’t she ? She gets fiye hundred a
week.”
“And the manthat helped her down ?
That one at the end—coming this
way.’
“Qh, Josh ! Josh Morgan, one of
the canvas hands. Good fellow. Been
with us two seasons. Worships The
Lester. All that keeps him.”
“1 should like to know more of
him.” :
“Not much to tell. Joined us at
Evansville. Ran away from the farm.
Dazzled by spangles and gauze like
lots of others. Got his eyes open in
about three days. Would have quit if
it hadn’t been for The Lester. Spoke
a few words to him one day. Saw he
was green and innocent, and pitied
him. That fixed him. Been her
slave ever since. Last winter when
we laid up, and The Lester was gone,
never drew a sober breath. Keeps
pretty straight now, but has bad spells.
Never lets anybody else help her down
Boys call him Lester's pet. Very
king heart and pities him, that's
a Xn
That was all. He did not need to
tell me more. I saw only too plainly
the story of the farmer boy dazzed by
tinsel and gauze awakening to find it
all a sham, and his portion of it a cup
of degradation. Resolved and yet
ashamed to return to the tarm. Over-
come with remorseanddis appointment,
when suddenly the fairest of those en-
chanters, whom he has hitherto beheld
only as from an immeasurable distance,
stoops, and with afew magic worde
has cast about him a spell that he
cannot undo, or wish to undo.
I would not like to assert that The
Lester is a good woman. -It is quite
probable, in fact, that she is not.
It is more than probable that she
smokes, drinks whiskey, and uses bad
language. Her ideas of virtue may or
may not be very clearly defined. And
yet, while these things are much, they
are not all of life. From within her
woman’s heart there creeps out a ray
of kindness that to the crushed man-
hood of Josh Morgan has becomea
beam of glory.
The next morning the old routine
began again, and Josh Morgan and
The Lester were forgotten. The days
crowded rapidly upon each other, and
August, hotter if anything than July,
was upon us.
One afternoon the telegraph was
coming in aud the forms were rapidly
filling, everybody was working in light
attire, although we had become by
this time somewhat accustomed to the
temperature. As usual, we were
holding the columns open for the latest
bit of sensational news,
“Forms all full; no more space,”
called the “devil” at my elbow. At
the same moment a messenger-boy
laid a sheet of telegraph tissue before
me. I glanced through it hur-
riedly. ”
FATAL ACCIDENTS.
“MARTINVILLE, CoLORADO, Aug. 14th
—Two fatal accidents occurred in the
Great Eastern Combined Shows at this
place to-day. During the afternoon
performance, Madame Lester, the cel-
ebrated tight-rope walker, made a mis-
step and fell, receiving injuries from
which she died in a few minutes. Lat-
erin the day, one Josh Morgan, a
canvas hand. in some manner provok-
ed Griffin a large and savage Slephant,
who attacked him furiously, killing
him almost instantly. Madame Les-
ter was one of the best-known artists in
her profession. Morgan is supposed
to have been drinking.
I called hastily through the open
door to the foreman: ‘Here, Mort!
Don’t close that form yet. Tak® some-
thing out. This has got to go in!” .
Harper's Weekly.
he ——
The Value of Camphor-
Just at present, when the profession is
carried away by enthusiasm for new
drugs, it is’ well for us to remember
that there are older remedies which are
in danger of passing into obscurity.
Not that the latter are unworthy of pre-
fessional esteem, but owing to the fact
that they been have crowded cut by
many new drugs, for which much has
been claimed, and which have undoub:-
edly, in many instances, deserved the
credit which they have achieved. Fre-
quently those of us who constantly
employ the newer remedies find that
they fail to produce the desired results,
and a:e surprised, when at last we em-
ploy old friends, that we get results
which, if produced by the newer drugs,
would lead us to be enthusiastic in their
praise.
- One of the drugs which seems to be in
danger of being lost to the profession in
the treatment of a number of ailments is
camphor. Forty or fifty years ago its
use as a diffusible stimulant and nervous
sedative was widespread, and the best
practitioners regarded it as a sheet an-
chor in the treatment of many diseases
which tried their skill to the utmost.
Thus no less an observer than the cele-
brated Dr. Graves believed that cam-
phor was a very valuable drug when
used as a diffusible stimulant in the
treatment of those adynamic affections
which find their type in typhus or ty-
phoid fever. Under these circum-
stance it 18 to be administered frequent-
ly tor days at a time, and if the records
can be believed, produces a condition of
nervous quiet without depression which
is of singular value to the patient. At
the same time it seems rather to improve
the digestion than to disorder it, exercis-
es a distinct antiseptic influence over
the stomach and bowels, and acts as a
carminative or prevents the develop-
ment of tympanites. Similarly, in cas-
es of cronpous or cartarrhal pneumonia
in which the patient's conditfon rapidly
becomes asthenic, camphor proves of
very marked benefit in quieting the
restlessness, frequently decreasing or
stopping the delirium, and exercising
that peculiar influence, which seems to
be inherent in some drugs, of producing
a condition of general improvement
which we are able to recognize, and yet
which the most experienced physician is
unable to explain. Because of the vol-
atility it is naturally rapidly absorbed,
and equally rapidly eliminated, and
when administered should be given, un-
der these circumstances, in most instan-
ces at least, every six hours. In ty-
phoid fever which is cumplicated by
diarrhea, camphor is undoubtedly one
of our most useful medicaments, nor is
its action limited only to the diarrhea of
sthenic diseases. The popularity of par-
egoric has been largely won by the
activity of the camphor which it con-
tains. The recollection that all volatils
oils, of which, for therapeutic purposes,
camphor is one, tend very distinctly to
prevent a serious outpouring into the
intestine, at once indicates that cam-
phor, either alone or combined with
other drugs, is a valuable remedy for
diarrhea.
It has been found in various portions
of Europe, in a number of cholera epi-
demics, that camphor exercises its prop-
erties as an anti-diarrhea remedy and as
a diffusible stimulant with singular effi-
ciency. It has been given by dissolving
it in absolute alcohol, and then adding
this absolute alcohol to ordinary red
wine. This treatment was nearly al-
ways followed by expressions of satisfac-
upon the part of the patients, who stated
that it prevented nausea, over came
their depression, relieved the cramps ia
the bowele and in the extremities, and
by its warmth did much toward making
them more comfortable. Its employ-
ment under these circumstances though
entirely empirical at the time, has more
recently been proved to be a preceeding
based on rational grounds, and those
who have read the Progress columns of
the Gazette during the last few months
will recollect several items in which it
was shown that volatile oils and their
derivatives act as intestinal antiseptice,
and that red wine very distinctly in-
hivks the growth of the cholera spiril-
um.
In cases in which functional disorder
of the nervous system results in cardiac
palpitation or irritability with the pro-
duction of attacks of anxiety rather of
true heart-pang. and in which the pa-
tient complains of a fluttering or sinking
feeling in the precordium, the spirits of
camphor will give results almost equal
to those obtained by the use of that
harmless but very valuable remedy,
Hoffmann’s anodyne. Not only is this
true, but in cases of dilatation of the
heart associated - with emphysema,
chronic bronchitis, or true bronchorrhea,
camphor will often bring relief from
the cough and the cardiac embarrass-
ment without decreasing expectoration
to such an extent as to permit secretions
to accumulate in dangerous quantities.
Nor does the value of camphor as a
therapeutic agent rest upon its value in
internal medicine. ' In some cases of
rheumatism, involving the joints orthe
sheaths of the muscles, camphor lotions
are too requently employed with suc-
cess to permit us to doubt of its efficien-
cy, and its influence upon the nasal
mucus membrane in the eariy stages of
acute coryza 1s undoubtedly worthy of
raise.
We should not forget the recommen-
dation, first made, we believe, by Drs.
Ringer and Tilt, that camohor dissolved
in cologne water or alcobol should be
applied to the vertex in those peculiar
cases of reflex uterine headache oceur-
ing at the menopause orat each men-
strual epoch. In those cases of uric acid
diathesis in which there develop multi-
ple or single spots of hyperesthesia in
scalp, which arediscovered by the pa-
tient either through the neuralgic pain
which he experiences, or in brushing or
combing the hair, camphor as a lotion
will frequently relieve the tenderness.
It may seem unnecessary to call the
attention to these well known therapeu-
tic points, and doubtless there are many
of our readers who use the drug in com-
bating there conditions in their daily
practice. As we have stated, we be-
lieve that camphor is not used sufficient-
ly, and itis with the object of increas-
ing its general employment, and not
with the idea of bringing forward any
new points in its usefulness, that this
article has been written.—7%erapeutic
Gazette.
Deserted Nevada.
Citizens of the Silver State Now Till its
Farming Lands.
Arid |
Nevada is the only State in the Un.
ion that has decreased in wealth and |
population during the last decade, and
considering her reputation as part of
the “great American desert,” few per-
sons would suspect that she could hope
to arrest the fading-out process by be-
coming like California, an agricultural
State. So long as Nevada was the
great silver-producting region of the
world few of her inhabitants troubled
themselves about the future of ber arid
goil. She produced more than
$40,000,000 of gold and silver in 1875.
By 1880 her production was reduced to
$17,300,000 and by 1889 to $0,600,000.
The census of 1800 showed that she
had lost more than 26 per cent. of her
population in ten years. Her assesssed
wealth had greatly decreased, and in
almost every material respect she was
poorer than when she entered the Un-
ion in 1869. Her population of 46,000
was 150,000 below the population of a
Congress district.
So long as Nevada was regarded
gimply as a great silver mine her arid
soil was esteemed useless for agricul-
tural purposes. A few river valleys
were productive, but enormous, al-
most rainless areas grew nothing but
sagebrush. When the mines began to
lessen their output, the Chinese those
Bedouins of the West, began to emi-
grate to newer mining districts along
with miners, prospectors, and all sorts
of loosely attached persons. Some
men who had the instinct of local at-
tachment advocated irrigation of the
arid soil, and tor years it was tried
with success upon small areas. Neva-
da now has about 1,400 farms, and ot
these about 1,200 are irrigated in whole
or in part. It has been fouud that the
produce per acre of corn, wheat, oats,
barley, potatoes, and bay grown upon
irrigated lands in Nevada is much
above the average for such products
throughout the country, as a whole,
and higher than in many States of
much reputed fertility, Nevada stands
among the ten or twelve highest States
in the production ot potatoes per acre
planted, and haif a dozen States east ot
the Alleghanies are below her in the
average production of wheat per acre.
The cost of irrigation in Nevada is
lower than in several other arid regions
of the West, and the variety of climate
In the State makes possible a remark.
able variety of vegetable products.
Nevada's area of more than 100,000
square miles extends from about the
parallel that runs through Spartans
burg, South Carolina, to that which
runs through Hartford, Conn. Oranges
and other sub-tropical fruits flourish in
the southern trangle, with the so-called
Mojave Desert on one side, and the
Colorado River on the other.
Nevada cuts little or no fig ire as yet
in the aggregate of the country’s agri-
cultural products, but she has demon-
strated her ability to grow crops
wherever the land can be irrigated.
When she shall really undertake to
become an agricultural State, she will
have one advantage over some new
agricultural regions in possessing a
railway system, an inheritance from
the days when she outstripped all the
rest of the country in her output of sil-
ver.
ERTS TSE
Mrs. Younghusband’s Marketing.
“How much are your red raspber-
ries a quart ?”
It wasa young wife who made the
inquiry at one of thie stores where fruit
is sold in great variety and abundance.
She had just begun to master the
intricacies and difficulties of house-
keeping, being recently returned from
her wedding tour, and was, therefore,
doing the marketing in person, says
the “Utica Observer.” She had heard
and read something of the way most
men do marketing—over the telephone,
without regard to price, quality and
often quantity—and she had wisely’
concluded that if they made Henry's
salary furnish the pantry, the coal bin,
the clothespress, and the roof for their
heads she had better do the buying,
and it was on one of these: expeditions
when she asked the fruit dealer how
much his red raspberries were a quart.
“Fourteen cents, and they are very
fine ones,” he replied briskly. “How
many will you have?’
“I'll take a quart, please, and you
may pour them right in this measure,”
she replied, as she took the wrapper
from a little parcel she held in her
hand which proved to be a new quart
p.
The dealer never said a word as he
put the contents of the two eo called
quart baskets, with the exception of a
little handful, into the quart cup and
rang up 14 cents on the cash register.
But after the wise little woman left
the store the sign on the red rapberries
was changed to read “14 cents a box.”
ER HEIRESS
——Among the curious animals in|
Siam is a species of cat which is without
a tail and has blue eyes.
Sheridan as a Boy.
He Went to West Point Because He Was a
Fighter.
Congressman Tim Campbell relates
the following sketch, told to him by
the late General Phil Sheridan:
“When Phil Sheridan was 18 years
old the congressman in his district, in
Perry county, O., the place of Phil's
birth, bad an elephant ou his hands in
the shape of a West Point cadetship to
give away. The Democratic chairman
of five counties each had applicante to
urge, and to each the congressman
was under equal obligations. But to
recognize one was to offend the other
four. One day the congressman was
walking along the country road, near
Somerset, revolving the problem in his
mind, when he met Farmer Sheridan,
ik whom he was slightly acquaint-
ed.
“Good morning, Congressman,” said
Mr. Sheridan.
“Good morning,” was the reply.
When he had gone a few paces he
3
: stopped suddenly and called out:
“By the way, Mr. Sheridan, how
many boys have you?’
“] have two fine boys, your honor,”
was the reply. “Mike and Phil.”
“How would you like to have cre of
them sent to West Point for a military
education at the government's ex-
pense,”
“Well,” replied Mr. Sheridan slowly
“they are both a belp, but I wouldn't
mind.”
“All right, which one shall I takes ?’
“Depends,” was the reply. *Mike”
the smartest; he's got a head for
learning, but if you want a fighter, I
reckon Phil is the one yon want.”
And thst was how Phil Sheridan
got an education at West Point.—
New York World.
A Tree on Every Grave.
In the land of the Moslem, the coun-
try of the followers of Mahomet, the
true prophet, a Moslem grave, when
once filled in, never to be reopened on
any occount. Witha view to remove
the faintest chance of any grave being
thus defiled the Moslems plant a cypress
tree on every grave immediately after
the interment, which makes the Moslem
cemeteries resemble forests. Two hun-
dred millions, or 14 per cent of the
human race, profess Mohammedanism.
A year or two ago some missionaries
were sent to this country in order to
seek its conversion to the “true faith.”
Turkey is the only portion of Euro}
occupied in force by Moslems, but they
abound in many parts of Asin. In the
island ot Timor burials are much delay-
ed owing to the neccessity of gathering
funds for the burial feast, which in most
cases means ruin to the family. After
the feast comes the burial : as soon as
the grave is filled in & young cocoanut
palo is planted upon it.
A Little Loud.
Sofily blew the June breeze through
the grand old woods. Feathered song-
sters flew joyously from branch to
branch, the rippling brock murmuring
an accompaniment to their vocal melody
ard danced coyly in and out of the
shadows, while the moss.covered mon-
archs of the forest themselves waved
their leafy plumes as if in applause, and
the sun beamed its approval {rom an un-
clouded sky.
“Laure,” said George, as the two
strolled along over the grassy carpet
spread by nature's own hand, “in yon
deep glen on the farther side of this ro.
mantic stream, where mossy ferns and—
buthark! Are the others calling us?
What noise is that ?”’
«T think, George,” answerad Lanra
softly, “at it the echo of those trousers
of yours.” —Chicago Tribune.
Fortunes from Rags.
It 1s astonishing what immense sums
ragpickers receive in the course of the
day. The combings of women’s hair
sell at 80 cents a pound. This means
$300 to the knights of the hook. ‘Me-
rinos,” as they are called, are another
source of profit. These are the scraps of
tailors and dressmakers and bring about
$36,000 a year.
The old bones are another source of
profit and bring about $100,000 a year.
The papers, corks and crusts of bread all
go to different industries and bring a
not less fabulous sum.
As for the election bulletins, which
to the number of 1,325,000 are pasted
upon the walls of Paris, they are much
sought, especially immediately after an
election, for the making of buttons.
1.€€Ohn’r.p.fmwas@w Ds ’>dd
Work For the Bees.
Every head of clover consists of about
60 flower tubes, each of which contains
an infinitesmal quantity of sugar. Bees
will often visit a hundred different
heads of ciover before retiring to the
hive, and in order to obtain the sugar
necessary for a load must, therefore,
thrust their tongues into about 6,000
different flowers. A bee will make 20
trips a day when the dlover patch is
convenient to the hive, and thus will
draw sugar from 120,000 different flow-
ers in the course of a single day’s work.
Men think they have hard work to make
a living, but their employment, how-
ever arduous, is an easy and pleasant
task compared to that of a working bee.
—8t. Louis Globe Democrat.
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A Unique Prayer.
They have a way of praying for gov-
ernors in Illinois that should make
preachers of that state desirable import-
ations to Oregon, as witness the follow-
ing accredited to the pastor of a Rock-
ford church : O Lord, bless the presi-
dent of the United States, Stand by him
in his ardnous duties ; bless also the
governors of the different states, espe-
cially the governor of Illinois. Be a
light to him in his darkness, wisdom to
him in his ignorance, but above make
his heart as soft as his head. Teach
him that this isa government of the
people, and that he can in nowise be-
come the government and the people.
EAL TATE.
——The average age at which women
marry in civilized countries is 25}
years.
For and About Women.
Texas is reported to have the only
woman bank president in the United
States. She is Mrs. Annie Moore, who.
ie president of a rational bank at Mount
Pleasant that State. She is described as.
well educated and baving much busi-
ness tact and experience. :
English tailors are making autumn
jackets double-breasted and straight in
front, with the back slightly flaring be-
low the waist. The back is cut bell
shape, consisting of a single seam grad-
ually widening on each side to the end.
Forty inches is the average length of
these jackets, many are much shorter,
and they have one or many cape
collars for cool evening wear for pres-
ent uses. These coats are made of
black serge or sacking, with revers and
collar faced with white or cream benga-
line, edged with rows of jet gimp.
One of the newest things for street.
costumes is to have a cape made of the
same material as the dress, and this idea
is followed out, not only in serge and
other plain materials, but nthe plaid
and wixed dress goods. Very often
these capes are but little more than a
fichu ; but they serve for a wrap, and a
very effective finish to ost street
gowns,
The double skirt is but the forerunner
of the overskirt such as we used to wear
Those that have been seen are of the
pointed shawl like description, and are
trimmed about the edges with lace or
fiinge. This drapery falls uver a plain
skirt, aud the effect in many cases is
that of a deep vandyke.
The arrangement of the hairat pres-
ent seems to be a matter’ of individual
taste, though the very sylish girl effects
a high coiffure and enhances the height
of it by a long shell or jewelled pin
stuck through the little knot on the top
of her head. In front it is waved and
parted and there is just the least sus-
picion of a bang. Another dainty mode
is to part the hair in the middle and
wave it at the sides, bringing it down
from the ears into a loose coil at the
back, from which several curls start.
These curls are held in place by a dag-
ger, though sometimes a ribbon bow 1s
wade to do service. Psyche knots and
Josephine head-dresses are effected by
girls who think their features cast in a
classic mold. These artistic but trying
arrangements should not be attempted
unless a woman is sure that it is becom-
ing, for there is nothing that converts
one into a guy so quickly as to fix the
hair in an unbecoming fashion.
Mrs. Harriet Strong, of Whittier,
Cal., last year imported Pampas grass
from South America to her ranch and
raised 3,000,000 plumes. Thése make
handsome decorations. Ona million of
these were sent to ths World's Fair.
She has exported over 650,000 to Lu-
ropa.
To be correctly and smartly gowned
for the street this autumn, you should
have a hopsacking gown of the “ante-
lope” color. Gloves and gaiters of the
same hue and a round but low and soft
crowned felt hat should be worn with
the gown. Then if the color is becom-
ing, you are most smartly costumed,
especially if you carry a purse or card
case in your band.
ADVICE TO GIRLS ; WHAT 10 AVOID
—-A loud, weak, affected, whining,
harsh, or shrill tone of voica.
Extravagances in conversation-—such
phrases a: “awfully this,’ “beastly
that,” “hands of time,” ‘don’t you
know,” “hate” for dislike,” ete.
Sudden exclamations of. annoyance,
surprise and joy, such as ‘bother I’
“gracivus I’ “how jolly!”
Yawning when listening to anyone.
Talking on family waiters, even {o
busom friends.
Crossing your letters,
Making a short, sharp nod with the
head, intended wo do duty es a bow.
Waar To CULTIVATE. —An unaffeet-
ed, low, distinct, silver toned voice.
The art of pleasing those around you
and seeming pleased with them and all
they may do for you.
The charm of making little sacrifices
quite naturally, as if of no account to
yourself.
The habit of meking allowances for
the opinions, feelings, or prejudices of
others.
An erect carriage, a sound body.
A good memory for faces, and facts
connected with them, thus avoiding
giving offense through not recognizing
or bowing to people, or saying to them
what had best be left unsaid.
The art of listening without impa-
tience to prosy talkers, and smiling at
the twice-told tale or joke.
Velvet is shown largely, though, of
course, as a dress material it is out of
season. It is used immensely for trims
ming. Every sort of costume or dress,
whether 1t be in delicate gossamer, sim-
ple muslin or ornate brocade, may be
more or less trimmed with it ; and vel-
vet promises to be the favorite material
for making up the smart jackets and
mantléts that are going to be the rage
this autumn.
Brown we are told, will reign in early
fall both for gowns and headgear, and
already the newly-trimmed hats are an-
ticipating the russet tyranny. Brown is
seen here, there and everywhere, either
alone or in combination with other hues,
A dainty little bonnet for a very young
matron is of brown straw of a very plain
but very open pattern, trimmed up in
| the front with brown velvet of a deeper
shade, which is brought forward from
the back in the fashion now so much af
fected and with pale yellow roses and a
brown aigrette. (The aigrette is worth
mentioning is & prominent feature in all
the new millinery.) The bonnet strings
are of the ribbon velvet of the same
shade.
Never mind your gowns; if you
have collarettes enough you will be all
right. Be wise and have your bodices
made fairly plain. Equip yourself with
lots of accessories in the way of ruffiety-
tuffs, collars capes and lace galore and
you will be safe. Goin for white, and
your accessories can change about til}
anyone, even the most critical, will be-
lieve you must have about a hundred
gowns. Never was white worn SO
much. A great many of the season’s
ball gowns and reception dresses are
like wedding dresses in all but the
veil.