wr For and About Women . o for an adjoining one, taking care to |three, father an’ mother an’ I, was | in all my life before,’ and she looked | Why Should We Not Do for Cuba What f leave the door ajar. talking of it over round the fireplace. | jest as happy as she said.she felt. France Did for Us? TED “3 don’t seem to rec’lec’ Miss Wig- | I can seem to see now jest how we set; | “I went over and helped sew on it. so Bellefonte, Pa., July 19, 1895. | ———————————————————————————————————————— THE LAND OF “PRETTY SOON.” 1 know of a land where the streets are paved With the things which we meant to achieve. - It is walled with the money we meant to have saved And the pleasures for which we grieve. The kind words unspoken the promises broken : : And many a coveted boon Are ay away there in that land some where— The land of “Pretty Soon.” There are uncut jewels of possible fame Lying about in the d-ist, And many anoble and lofty aim Covered with mold and rust, And, oh, this place, while it seems so near, Is farther'away than the moon. Thongh our purpose is fair, yet we never get there The land of “Pretty Soon.” The road that leads tot hat mystic land Is strewn with pitiful wrecks, — And the Ships that have sailed for its shining -stran Bear skeletons on their decks. It is farther at noon than it was at dawn, And farther at night than at noon. Oh, let us beware of that land down there— The land of “Pretty soon.” —Ella Wheeler Wilco. gins,” began Mrs. Dollard, as they sat down together. “No, t presume not, Like enough it was before you moved here. Le’s see, Philury couldn’t ’a’ been more'n leven. Wall, 'twas her set Philury to thinking about a black silk. ‘Every one 'd’oughter have a good black silk,’ says che. ‘They're goed for funerals, an’ good for weddings, an’ for church, an’ everything’ Well it jest went in one ear and out 'tother with me; but Philury took it all in an’ began to plan right off how she could git one. ‘But, goodness !" 8', ‘you ain’t nothin’ but a little girl.” ‘I shall be sizteen in five years,’ says she ; ’an’t it will take as long as that to git the money to buy it. Miss Wiggins says it wil cost jest for the silk fifteen dollars, and you know, 'Lizy, says Philury, ‘I can’t earn more’n three dollars a year plum- ming and knitting sole feeting.’ “You see she'd gotit all figgered out and everything. Wall, mother didn’t fall in with the idea. She said ‘twas a dreadful foolish streak in a lit- tle girl to plan eo fur ahead. But for all Philury’s eoft look she was set as as the hills. She cried and took on so father was atthe end facing the door, mother was opposite, ao’ I in the mid. dle. Father hild the hard-wood poker and kept puncing of the fire ; he was sorter nervous and didn’t jest sense what he was doing, when all of a sud- dint the back log flew apart an’ the live coals scattered fur an’ wide. I jumped for the broom to sweep ‘em back when who should I see but Phil- ury oming by the door as pale as any ghost. She'd heard every word of what we'd been eaying; I see that; but she motioned me not to speak, and she went right upstairs. “Wall, the long and short of it was, the nex’ morning father found the ex- try money in his leather wallet ; an’ when he charged Philury with putting of it there she laughed, as gay as a cricket, an’ said she’d concluded not to buy no silk this year, silk was turrible high, an’ so was lace; she’d conclud- ed, she said, to lend him the money, perviding he had any use for it. You see he never knew that she'd heard him fretting about the debt, an’ so he spoke an’ said : ‘I have got a use for it, Philury, an’ I shall be turrible glad of the money ef you'll promise to let Miss Jones cut and fitted it, but- Phil- ury and Imadeit. It set like a glove; | the New York Sun and expresses our and Philury looked splendid in it. But sentiments exactly. before we finished it she began to fail up. I see it, and Miss Jones see ; and Philury told me the day we finished it blais Wy uprising of fhe Cubans is fair prospect o that she didn’t b’lieve she should ever wear it. ‘You will,’ 'I, ‘for I'll put it on to you myself, and make you go nesday she died.” the back breadths cat out: 20 | tinctly as did our own forefathers in to church.” But come Sunday Phil | 1774 Mog would be free, them. ury wa'n't able to set up, anda Wed: | selves must strike the blow ;” but, hav- ing struck it, having proved themselves More. Bean gave a dry sob at the re- | worthy of independence by withstanding collection. Then she looked into the | the whole power of Spain, will they not sympathetic faces of her audience, and | deserve at the hands of the earliest and said: “That's why I wouldn’t have | greatest of American republics at least I know | as much encouragement as our forefath- they doit, and it’s jest as folks feel | ers received from the French representa- The following editorial is copied from Miss Fannie Nesbitt, the night oper- ator at the Union Pacific station in Topeka, Kan., has been presented with a gold medal by her fellow-operators on Even from the garbled news that the roud for the heroism she displayed at movement which has a : it is | Bonner Springs last fall, when a robber come Ro from Spanish sources it is attempted to raid her office. Surplice fronts, becoming to slender coming & successful | figures and to the stout alike, are on revolution. The Cubans realize as dis- | many new.” waists. The -fullness is pase on the shoulders instead of be- ow the throat, and is lapped across the bust to fasten the left side under the belt. This is extremely pretty in an ecru linen batiste waist with open em- broidery all over it, showing a fitted lining-of shot taffaa in sweet pea colors, with a folded collar of the taffeta ending in a broad bow in the back. The sleeves of plain ecru batiste are very full about it, I &’'pose ; but Philury robbed | tive of absolute monarchy? The [8nd shirred down thé seam, then band- herself of the joy of wearing of it while | Wrongs which have driven Cuba to re- bellion are incomparably greater than those which led the thirteen American colonies to renounce their allegiance to she lived, and slaved all her life for others. Now, she's dead, she shall have it ; ;and I b’lieve, I do believe, and I don’t care who thinks me foolish for saying of it, [ do believe that Phil- ury, wherever she is knows that she’s dressed in that black silk ;" and Mrs. Bean looked around defiantly. therefore, a far stronger moral claim than we had to the sympathy of onlook- ing peoples, and to the eventual transla- tion of pany into a formal recogni- t tion of the revolutionists as belligerents “I don’t blame you,” said Mrs. Dol- | if not into more substantial support, ed at the wrist with silk-to correspond with the collar. ~~ Alpaca continues to be the most pop- ] ular of the heavier stuffs, It is so stiff the British Crown. The Cubans have, | and keeps its form on sleeves and skirts go finely that it has everything in its favor. The latest models are scattered over with flower designs, which fancy is indeed a novelty. An exquisite frock of this material was of white alpaca, an ivory ting, flow- ; lard, in ber most sympathetic manner. | when they shall have organized a pro- | ered all over with olored blossoms in that mother gave in, and Philury set | me know when you want to get your| “Nor I neither,” murmured the oth- | visional Government and demonstrated various shades. It was made up simply to earning of that black silk. She'd | dress.” So Philury said she would, an’ | ers. : their ability to control a large part of | with a flaring skirt, and a blouse bodice BY MARY R. P. HATCH. talk and talk about it. ‘Silk is so soft | father settled up with old Hopkins.| And in the next room the face on [the Queen of the Antiles. opening over an organdie chemisettee, “What be you doing ? asked Mrs. | and pretty. Miss Wiggins says it’s | "Twas wall he did, for, as 1 wae say- | the pillow wore the calm, glad look | The present situation in Cuba re- | trimmed with Valenciennes frills. The Bean, coming suddenly into the deso- | spun by little worms out’er their own | ing, it was the aidge of the hard times, | which seemed to affirm that her sister sembles that which existed in the |sleeves were large, and with the natur- late room where three women hover- | bodies. I should love to see ’em spin: | and when them come there wa'n’t no | had indeed spoken truly.—N. ¥. In- | American colonies during the greater | al stiffness of the wiry alpaca, aided by ed about the still stark form on the | ning of the silk, shouldn't you, 'Lizy ?' | luxuries going for anybuddy but the | dependent. part of the year 1777, and up to the | fibre chamois crinoline, “they were ex- bed. she’d break out some night when I's | rich, Father didn’t see the time that lime when the surrender of Burgoyne at panded to their fullest proportions, Despite the fact that she was the | most asleep, and I'd tell her, cross as | he had fifteen dollars by him that Saratoga convinced the court of Ver- | while the folds and pleats at the top dead woman's sister, her sharp voice | could be, to shet up. wa'n’t due somewhere ; an’ you may sailles that the Americans, if aided, | set off from the shoulder in a perfectly was unmoderated ; but a suspicion of | “Wall, if you b'lieve it, when she | be sure Philury never hinted of a black 7 pl Contre) Dokats Brayies Made omy Shelia Tne superb manner moisture softened the keen black eyes | was sixteen she had money enough to | silk. An’ she didn’t try to earn it, p : San. regular soldiers are reported to A silver gray alpaca is very chic for 8 victorious in almost every conflict, 8s | ghort distance traveling or for general turned upon the others, It was plain | buy a black silk, an’ she'd earnt every | either. We all put our shoulders to | In thesouth central portion of North : Li A i to be seen that they were slightly | dollar of the whole fifteen, picking | the whee! to live and pay up and puy | Dakota lies a butte, or mountain, which iy Ror nanan hi street wear or shopping. It is made in afraid of her, for the bravest one an- | plums and selling of em and knitting | good, decent clothes, which wae ll | is a wonderful relic of an ancient era with urgent appeals for additional very simple style, its chief attraction PHILURY’S BLACK SILK. Millions of Oyster Shell's. swered while the others shrunk back gomewhat. Mrs. Dollard—or Sileny Dollard, as she was called;in the neigh- borhood—buoyed up by a sense of ties properly fulfilled, said, soothingly: “We'relayin’ of "er out, Mrs. Bear.” “But what be youdoing with that black silk of bern ?"’ touching the black folds and then glancingat the gleaming sciesors in Sileny’s hand. “I was jest goin’ to rip out the back breadths, though I didn’t mean to let sva know it till afterward. "Taint cus- tomery to say nothin’ to the relatives, but we alwuz do it. It dooz seem sech a pity to bury np good, rich silk like that. Even when Mis’ Crowley died over to the Center (she was a Spencer afore she married),” I took out the back breadths of her best brocade silk to lay her out in. And when I was a doin’ of it Janet Spencer come in jest as you did. She sorter turned away her head and made b’lieve as if she didn’t see what I was a-doin’ of, but passed out through the door slow and solemn. : Tis used the silk afterwards to trim a regs with. There was three good yards of 1t, and there. will be of this, Mis’ Bean. Youcan useit for your- gelf or for Ellen to trim. with, or you could match it for a dress.” “I ain’t going to match it for a dress, nor Ellen sha’n’t haye’t, I tell you. Put down them scissore. I ain't Janet Spencer. Philury shall have the good of that black silk, poor cretur!” look- ing pityingly at the pale, pinched fea- tures of the dead. “Wall, if you say so,’ said Mrs. Dollard. “Tain’t fur me to contradict. I s’posed you'd be glad to haveit. I laid out folks now for more’n twenty year, and you're the first one to make a fuss.” “Never mind, Sileny,” said one of the other women, motioning her to look at Mrs. Bean, as she smoothed the thin face turned sideways on the pillow with a loving touch. ‘“P’r'aps’ Lizy’ll want to put the dress on her- self. Some do, you know." “Yee, I'd luft to. I'd luff to put that black eilk on Philury ; for if there is sech a thing asthe spirit coming to earth hern will be sure to come.” “She never wore it, did she ?"’ whis- pered Mrs. Dollard. “No ; that’s the worst on’t; and that's why I dassen’t take any of it from her now—not if I was tempted to, which I hain’t. Philury wanted a black silk ever sence she wasa little girl, and at last when she did get it she died. She might ’a’ had it, but she gave the money 'way three times ; she was 80 denying of herself that she wouldn’t spend foolishly. That's what she called it, buying black silks, ‘spending foolishly.’ * ‘You don’t know, Lizy,’ says she to me, ‘how I want one.” But I did; for I'd heard her talk of it ever sence Miss Wiggins came up to spend the summer. at father’s when we was chil- dren. I rec’lec’ jest how she looked. She had a long, thin, yeller face, with little bunches of curls on each side ; false they wae, but dreadful black and shiny ; and her dresses had a set to ‘em as if she wa'nt mor’n sixteen. Philury was a queer, still thing, with a kinder wisttul baby face that looked as if she was ready to cry ; and she used to set and drink in Miss Wig- ging’ words as if they was pure gold. Wall, she was good to us, Miss Wig. gins was, and Philury was her fa- vorite,”’ Here Mrs. Bean eank down help lessly into a chair, and said to Mrs. Dollard : “You put the dress on, and I'll stand ready to help ; but I feel as weak as a rag when I think of her laying there and never having no good of it.” sole feetings ; and once she kept house for old Mis’ Blossom when she went visiting down below where she come from. “Shestayed a week, I rec'lec’ ; and she paid Philury a dollar. “Wall, why it should ’a’ happened jest a8 it did Fm sure is more’n I can tell ; why ’twa’n't next week or even the next day, but no, the very day; I might say the very hour, Philury got her money together’who should drive up but Samanthy Aon Holmes and Lanson Holmes with their boy that was a cripple. They was in a peck of trouble. It seemed they'd heard of a doctor in Boston that cured jest sech cages, and they was all upin arms about it—[ didn’t wonder, seeing he was all they had and a great sufferer —if they could git him cured. But ‘twas lack of money that troubled ’em. Laneon said he'd scraped and saved and couldn't git the money to save him, and it did seem as if he couldn’t stand it, now he’d a hope hild out to him, not to take hold of it. And Samanthy she cried and hild her little boy up clost and tender, and mother cried and I did a little, though I wa’n’t never any hand-to, no more’n I be now. ‘How much be you short ?’ says mother. ‘Fifteen dollars,’ says Lanson. “Somehow mother and I looked at Philury. 'Twas the sum that made us ; 'twa’n’t nothing else ; but Philury sat there calm and still, ‘cept for a kinder scart look. 1 can’t describe it no better than by saying it was a sca’t look. But ina few minutes she got up and went out, and I followed er. I found ’er looking - at er money and kinder sobbin’ like. ‘What is it 7’ ’I. ‘What be you go’n’ter do with that ?’ ‘Give it to Lanson. I've got to; but ‘oh! 'Lizy, it seems jest as if 'twould break my heart to give up my black silk” ‘I wouldn't, then, &'I. ‘Ok says she, ‘but think of his poor, ¢rook- ed little back and alwuz having to go 80, ‘cos I wouldn't give up my black silk, I've got to give it up ; but meb- be,’ says she, f “can earn it again. It wouldn't take eo long next time, now I’m bigger.’ ‘Pon that she seemed to kifider straighten up and make up her mind not to feel bad any more. She went to thesink and washed the red off her eyes, and then back to the long kitchen where the rest was. They was beat, I tell you, when she handed out the money and told ’em it was for Charley’s back. They said they'd pay it back if they ever could; but they never did, for Lanson lost his health and died next year, and Charley,though his back seemed to be better, didn’t have no health, and died when he was twelve. Samanthy never forgot it ; but that was all she could do, poor cretur, and Philury never begretched the money nor spoke of it—only to feel bad for little Chariey and the rest. “Wall, that was fall er the year an,’ if you b’lieve it, "fore the next fall Phil- ury had earat her money again. How she done it, the Lord knows, I don’t ; but she saved here and pinched there, I e’pose. Anyway she had itall in three crisp five dollar bills, when who should come to our house but Janet Woburn that had been to work in the fact’ry, and she told Philury she must have some nice black lace to trim it with, jesta little round the basque waist an’ the neck an’ sleeves. Janet was dreadfully ragged out herself with ruffles all over her, almost—'twas when they were sech a sight of trimmings, and Philury see that Janet was right —she'd either hat’ to have the lace or thelse git moresilk an’ cut it up into ruffles, an’ that seemed clear waste. So she decided on the lace and put away the bills till she could earn that. “It was jest onthe aidge of them that we could do. “Wall, I got married after awhile, an’ Philury stayed with father an’ mother till they died. They didn't leave no great—an’ Ephraim come in for his share an’ I for mine, an’ it left Philury with jest the house an’ gard- ing spot. But after she'd got every- thing all straightened out, says she to me : “Lizy, would you think I was silly if I bought me a black silk 2? ‘Silly,’ 8’, ‘no, I should think you was silly if you didn’t, seeing you've always want. ed one.’ ‘Wall,’ says she, I've got the money laid up, an’ I thought I'd buy one if you didn’t think it would be silly, an’ me an’ old maid.’ “I neversee her look so pretty as she did that minute, when she called herself an old maid ; her skin was so kinder pink and her eyes so shiny a- thinking about that silk dress, I 5'pose it was. But she didn’t git it. I didn’t see her for ‘most a week, and when I went over who should I see setting in the corner of the kitchen knitting, as big as life, but old Granny Lucas, knitting and nodding to me, and a- saying : ‘I’ve come to live here with Philury.’ ‘What dooz this mean?’ says 1 to Philury, when I found her up stairs; ‘what's old Mis’ Lucas here for?” An ’pon that Philury set down on the bed and pulled me down beside her and begun to cry. ‘Don’t scold,’ says she, ‘I couldn’t help it. The poor soul come to my door Sunday night, the sca’test thing you ever see, cos she-said they was going to take her to the county farm, and she thought mebbe I'd let her stay with me. She's some relation of mother’s, 'Lizy,’ says Philury, ‘Fiftieth cousin,’ says I, kin- der short. “Wall, I come over to see your black silk. I didn’t see it laying ‘round nowhere, so I s’pose it’s cut “and made up an’ hanging in the closet.’ ¢’Lizy,’ says Philury, looking as ‘sham- ed as could be, ‘I don’t believe I shall git one jest yit; I had to buy a few things for granny, her shoes was all out, and she hado’t on warm flannels.’ I felt jest like giving Philury a good shaking, and telling her, at the same time, that she was a saint on earth. But I didn’t do neither. I went right on home, and Philury never knew how worked up I was. “That was a’most ten years ago. You know how Philury kept and done for Granny Lucas long as she lived, set up with her nights and tended of ‘er days till I wonder her feet didn’t drop off sometimes. “When she died, I says to Philury, 8'l : ‘Now, if I was you, I'd git me a good rich black silk ; I'd trim it with lace and I'd have it nice.” ‘Why don’t you have one?’ says she. ‘I don't want it,’ 8’[¥ ‘A good wool is all 1 ever wanted; I could ’'a’ had one dozens of times,’ 8'I, ‘it I'd felt so; but you always wanted a black silk, ‘Yes,’ says Philury, ‘I alwuz did, and I believe I will have one.” ‘Now don’t change your mind,’s'I; and I went home thinking of nothing else but Philury’s silk. Thinks I, something will happen to prevent her gitting of it, jest as they alwuz have, and so what did I do that very afternoon but put Nathan’s supper on the table and go over-to Philury and stay right by her till I'd put her up to buying it that very day. But I never, in all my born days, see anyone so nervous as she was. Her hands trembled when she tied on her bunmit, and more’n once she said, on the way to the store: ‘I: don’t seem right to spend so much money- jest on myself. Jest think, it would feed a poor family over a month, and there's 80 much misery in the world ;’ but I lar-rupped right along, pretending I didn’t hear, and when we when the ocean covered the State. It is really two buttes, 200 or more feet in height, which arecomposed of little else than oyster shells. They are in the ex- treme southwestern part of Logan county, and probably thirty-five miles east of the Missouri river. The base of the butte, which at a height of about 100 feet is divided and forms two peaks, each about 100 feet high, is about three-quarters of a mile in length, oblong in shape and lies extended in a northeastern and sonth western direction. The sides are precipitcus, except at the southern extremity, where it is possible to drive part way up. The butte lies in a region almost en- tirely settled by Russians and. none, so far as could be learned, have even visit- ed it or even given ita name. Itis a conspicuous landmark, visible for miles in every direction, as 1t towers above the surrounding rolling prairie and the val- ley of the Beaver—a tributary of the Missouri river—near which it-is located. Very little vegetation is found on the troops, and the area of disaffected terri- tory, instead of being narrowed, widens. When the regiments now under orders for Cuba shall have landed, Spain will have been obliged to place in that island for the suppression of the present rebellion a larger military force than the British Generals ever had at their dis- posal in the American colonies during the Revolutionary war. In spite, how- ever, of an immense preponderance of strength on land and a practically per- fect control of the sea, the Madrid Gov- ernment has steadily lost ground in Cuba since the first outbreak occurred. Beginning in the province of Santiago the uprising has spread to that of Puerto Principe, until, outside of the garrisoned towns, all the central and eastern parts’ of the island are in open revolt: It only remains for the Cubans to com- plete the organization ofa provisional republican Government, which they are being fairly moulded without a crease over the figure. The skirt is fashioned in the style made famous by Paquin, although not of the exaggerated width displayed in most of his mollels, this one being but seven yards about the bottom. It has the front and sides in flaring circular style, with the back composed of five godets. 7 ~ The close-fitting body is fastened in double-breasted fashion, with large, pol- ished pearl buttons in-a deep gray. It opens at the throat” to show a tuckled e emisettee of French nainsook with vt delicate insertion. Deep revers turn away over the tops of the sleeves, which are large and in leg o’mutton style. Ruffles grow more and more in favor as the season advances, and by autumn will be in a generally ruffled and flounc- ed condition, as in the second empire days. They certainly are very decora- now taking measures to establish, to tive, these frills and flounces, and when or posit 3 a i : > : and to achieve, if possi e signa butte besides prickly pear and, in fav- is would ne or Be carried out in the soft chiffons and silks of tashion are very lovely. Shoulders are bound to droop. It ored spots, bunches of grass. The north- Jug of the United States, a duty | seems ugly to us now, but the hynotism u ern end of the butte, which has borne the brunt of wind and rain for number- less centuries, is scarred and eaten-away and presents almost vertical” walls to the northwest winds. Here and there on its face are huge blocks of the ce- mented shells, which form a kind of rock, which, form a distance, appears ready to fall outward and downward with a’crash. The jutting crags and rocks make a wild and picturesque sight. The southern peak, which can only be surmonted after a stiff climb, is nearly flat on top, oval in contour and nothing is visible on the surface but oyster shells, some of them whole, as though just opened of their contents, some crumbling to dust, as though ex- tremely old, while on every hand are broken shells of all sizes. An excava- tion on the surface reveals naught but -more shells and a slight intermixture 0.” gravel. ; The other peak is somewhat different in character and contour, though this, like the other is composed of nothing but shells. It is rougher and the shells seem to have been united into a kind of rock, which defies the wind and weath- er. This is separated from the butteiby a huge block ten or twelve feet square and is-almost as true a cube in general outline ‘as though the hammer and wedge of the stonecutter had fashioned it. Here and there, projecting from the sides, are, at intervals, large shells which countless frosts have failed to loosen. A small cave has been discov- ered in the side of this peak. Shells form its roof, its side and its floor. The tion for miles. Why He Wanted it Printed. Compositors are supposed to be able to decipher all kinds of handwriting, even that of editors and ministers. On this point Mr. Robert Clark,the Edin- burg printer, used to tell a story : Professor Lindsay ' Alexander came into our offjce one Friday with the man- uscript of a sermon. ‘You must let me have proofs of this to-morrow,’’ he said. Itold him the time was too. short. He must give us a few days longer. sermon to-morrow. It is a special ser- mon. I wrote it ten years ago, and now I can’t make out a word of it. A Fair Showing. Sunday School Tegeher (first Sunday after July 4)—Weil, boys, I am glad to see ydu. I believe you are all here this morning. - Tommy Tucker (speaking for him- self—Yes’m, all ’ceptin’ three fingers an’ ty which ha free. According to the Pittsburg Journal, butte is isolated, with no hills approach- | Peter Gruber, the Rattlesnake King of ing it in height to be seen in any direc- | Venango county, has made the most : unique costume any man ever wore. consists of coat, vest, trousers, hat shoes, and shirt, and is made entirely of the skins of rattlesnakes. Seven hundred snakes, all caught and skinned by Gru- ber daring the past five years, provided the material for this novel costume. preserve the brilliancy and the flexibili- ty of the skins in the greatest possible degree, the snakes were skinnad alive, first being made unconscious by chloro- form. They were then tanned by a method peculiar to Gruber, and are as soft and elastic as woolen goods. different articles for this outfit were made by Oil City tailors, shoemakers “No, be aid. 1 must preach this oo hae und the costume is valued ——What did my father say when “| you asked him for my hand ? asked the young lady. Ob, replied Augustus, he—he did his best to be pleasant. He said there was something about me that be really ad- mired. Did he say what ? Yes—my impudence. the American people through its representatives in Congress will make the Executive discharge, to recognize the Cubans as belligerents, even if we do not promptly acknowl- edge their independence. It wasnot, we repeat, until we had gained the battle of Saratoga that the court of Versailles was persuaded that the Americans were determined to be free; and that, if vigorously assisted with fleets, armies, and money, they could triumphantly defy the British Up to that time the Ministers of Louis XVI. had refused to recognize the union of the American colonies as an independent confederation ; much less were they willing to form with it an intimate offensive and defensive alli- ance. Long before the surrender of Bure goyne, however, the Versailles Govern- ment had connived at the use of French .| seaports by American privateers, and secretly advanced through Beau- marchais a large sum of money for the purchase of supplies to be shipped to the American colonies, rules of international law ignored or evaded by an absolute monarch in the cause of Americans struggling to be It matters not whether the ad- visers of Louis XVI. were prompted by an enlightened view of French interests or whether they yielded to an irresisti- ble outburst of generous sympathy on the part of the French people. Thus were the A Strange Suit. of fashion will soon make them seem beautiful to us. The cap sleeve is now very much in favor; this'gives the long shoulder effect, and is made at the top just like the fitted coat sleeves of eight or ten years ago, the large pouff being set on several inches below the shouldér seam. A belt that will serve to make the waist seem small can be made with a pair of spreading loops set out from either side of the center, some times this central portion of the belt is passed through a long buckle, making the belt quite like a collar. Don’t fidget. This is one of the car- dinal points of etiquette. If inclined to be restless, girls should never admit that they are nervous. Avoid rocking chairs when you are entertaining or being en- tertained. Keep your feet still and nev- er call attention to them by crossing your knees and thrusting the foot for- ward. Hobbledehoys belongs exclu sively to the male sex, and a girl need never be at a loss to know what to do with her hands and feet. Don’t play with the tassel of a shade, a table cover or an ornament lying close to your hand. ‘When at the table, learn never to touch anything until you areserved and the meal has fairly begun. . When the mother is the inartistic element in the homes, when she is the family censor, the condition isa very inharmonious one. Suppose you are the mother, and the children dash into your presence with some experience of childish triumph to relate , now is yonr test. The children’s eyes are like diamonds as they tell their story, and all the eagerness of their sinless souls is shining through them, but from a large round hole in a new pair of stockings a little round knee stares at you—a dear, soiled, plump, pink baby knee it is, and you love the owner of it. Well, you know how it irritates you when you see the hole in the stocking. What do you do then ? Do you still see the love and joy shining in their eyes, or do you frown and scold and send the children away to be cleaned up, as though the soil on their facts and clothes were spots on their souls instead ? The production of the artistic in at- mosphere is a study iato which every woman may enter wich profit and im- punity. . Black lace and insertion on sheer white costumes is a new wrinkle in fashion’s domain. Chief of the department of Government documents.—Miss Ade- laide Hasse, of Los Angeles, who has just been appointed chief of the De- partment of Government Documents and Files at Washington, is a Wiscon- sin girl, having graduated from a Mil- waukee high school. Secretary Morton was attracted to + ——Cayuse Pete—I tell you, there | herability as a librarian by her method is nothin’ like havin’ a woman about | of indexing publications of the Agri- the house. My wife has. some mighty | cultural Department while in the Los neat notions. You know I allus sleeps | Angeles public library. As city libra- “And you so faithful a-watching of | hard times. and tather was beginning | 80t to ,Harmou's I says to Mr. Har |apieceofanear. : her night after night,” said Mre. Gray, | to look anxious 'bout a note that old | mon, 8'l : ‘My sister here wants to feelingly. | Squire Hopkins hild ag'inst him. You | look at your black silk.’ ‘A good ‘ ’ i : : ’ ‘ yo) ¢ —— “ ‘Twa'n't that. I could ‘a’ watch | know, Sileny, something about Hop- | piece ? as Save. (Wes) ot, ie Best. Scientific Barber—-‘It is hard to be- | with a gun under my pillow ? rian Miss Hasse made repeated requests ed a dozen nights more with Philury jos JON es lieve that when examined under a mi-| Blizzard Bill—Yep.” for publications of the department at aod never feel it. ‘You must get well,’ | “I guees I do,” murmured Mrs. Dol- | “Wall, twas easy after that. Phil. croscope the edge of a razor is seen to | Cayuse Pete—“Well, I be dog-goned Washington, and it was during this says I to Philury, ‘to wear your black | lardr “We got into his clutches once, ury was perfectly delighted with the | have teeth like those of a saw.’ | of that woman hasn't fixed s pistol correspondence that Secretary Morton silk.” ‘I sha'n’t never wear it, ‘Lizy,’ | and ’twas years atore we got clear.” piles an’ piles he spread out of the | Sarcastic Customer—«Is it?” = . pocket in my pillow case.” became acquainted with the system of says she ;and she didn’t. But she’s; ‘Wall, this wa'nt no great 'mouni ' black, soft, rich, shiny stuff. I ‘most * ” ———— filing in vogue at Los Angeles and its go'n’ter wear it now, the whole on’t,” | that note he held ag'inst father ; but it made up my mind to buy me one. ——Tutter—Did you know that Miss ' ——‘Mrs. Smith’s got a dog that | inventor. i starting up with fierce energy. { seemed jest as if "twas witchwork, for | Wall, Philury picked out the thickest, Grosgrain was engaged to an amateur likes me,” said little Emily, coming | On account of some misunderstanding The dress was soon put on the still | when he'd got enough, all but fifteen : shiniest, softest piece they was, and photographer ? home from a visit to her aunt. with the Los Angeles library trustees statuesque form, the frills of lace neat- | dollars, he sorter stuck right there | had iv done up with the trimmings and Von Blumer—No. Is it a case of “How do you know he likes you 7?” | both Miss Hasse and her assistant re- ly adjusted about the neck and wrist, | and couldn't git no further. We all | carried it home. When we got ‘most | love ? her mother asked. cently resigned their positions there, and then, with a last loving touch of ' kep’ it from Philury, for we knowed there she turnt "round and says to me . | Tutter—Not at all. She promised to ‘Cause he tasted me and then wag- | which they had held fof six years. A the brown hair thickly sireaked with what she was; but one night she *’'Lizy, you bain’t no potion of how marry him if he would stop taking her. ged his tail,” answered the little | few days later she received~ a telegra- white, the four women left the room come home unbeknownst while we foolish I be, but I never was so happy ' picture. girl: phic offer of the place at Washington. He Doubted Not. ed 77
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