MEN©
MMIO NEVER
Wrn SPEAK
TfiAPPJST S-10SiH<5 ~
TIE Trappist monastery of Geth-
Eemane, twelve miles from
Ueardstown, Ky„ Is esi>ecially
interesting now because of the
expulsion of the religious or
ders front Portugal and their immi
nent expulsion from Spain, which will
drive many of them to seek refuge in
this country. The expulsion of the re
ligious orders from France a few
years ago sent many monks and nuns
to America and Ehgiand and resulted
in the establishment of monasteries
and convents in various places. The
members of the Trappist order are
pledged to silence for the remainder j
of their days. It is the Order of the
Silent Brotherhood.
The abbey of Gethsemane is a eelf
sustaining institution. Everything its I
monks require is raised or made 011
the 2,000 acres of beautiful Kentucky
farm country that surrounds the mon
astery. And not only are they forbid- I
den to spoak to anyone, but they are
not allowed to read anything except
the old books in the monastery library.
Even letters or newspapers are not
allowed to enter the silent place. It
is doubtful if three men in the abbey j
know the name of the president of the 1
i'nlted States or the governor of Ken j
tucky, All tender and sympathetic
emotions which in thin life visit the
human heart are suppressed. The
dtaths of nearest and dearest rela
fives are never announced to them.
Forgotten by the worl I, they them
selves forget the world.
Among their nuinher are many men
of distinguished careers, many who
have borne titles A once celebrated
op> ratie tenor died among the monks
a few years ago. The son of the
founder of the fatuous Sunnybrook dis
till* ry. who squander* d nearly half a
million in less tit an a year, Is a mem
ber of the order. A farmer who drove
th< writer over to the monastery from
liardstown, and who knows more
about the monks than anyone the
country round. t» inted out the 112 irmer
("mint do liottrbon, Baron de Hatimor
and o ■ ir lta< b.-tetg um ihey left the
Kale there are many ethers, equally 1
In:,.oran 1 in their . arly .lass, la ti.la
living tomb
The orilj rooms In the aljh.»y that
ar» comfortably furntsiied are the
littmr and ihe abbot's apartment A!
»h. (.It. r rooms sr. pert. t|y b*r«
e*e*>pi t 1 v..1. n iubl. ami chairs
ai d lUMIcal Inserlptb ii i.ti i|,w wall*.
Th.r. I* a musty o/t.tr that ttreiM* to
pervade e»er> thing, and it Is g gr.-at
rwtlef to 10 < out Into 1 h>t wougst. ry
Hard. II With In «. .. 111.1r1.i11 t1o». r
fi'.ln and 1 Grille.l The moat aitrae
lit' | it of the abte-y I.tin 2.11 >9
aer.H of land, * hit It mm*!*!* of wood
rd hll . field* win re hniidr> If. tt
lie 1 |t.| mine .112 the iti„ I far,,
I.g e. urn try In tli» «ti«i .112 Km link, j
Th« Trappla's are «>«->. I firiior: Th«y !
Mian loahe buu« r sad rhena»> j
•<>atr of whirl* Is sold it tin- a arl>< t*
Ut I t till >lll
- tiili rs go lw listbf.»iii».it« au>
Ilardslowt, the wajvH lowa, ,
is twelve miles away, making a visit
a rather difficult task. Years ago,
when James Lane Allen wrote "The
White Cowl," his descriptions of the
abbey brought many visitors there
from all over the United States, but
today the monastery is almost forgot
ten by the outside world. When the
members of the order die they are
laid to rest in the little cemetery out
side the monastery walls. There tho
original founders of the abbey are
buried.
The abbey owes Its direct origin to
the abbey of La Mellleraye, in the
department of Loire-Inferieure, France.
The abbot of tho latter institution
made an arrangement with the French
government back in the early forties
to lay the foundation for a monastery
of their order on property situated on
the island of Martinique, given to
I
&ry
A Trappist Farmer.
them by l.oui.t Philippe. After th«*
downfall ul the monarchy the original
plan was abandoned In favor of u col
ony In the I'nlted tftattt*. and this w as
established at Getln . mane In IMS
! he TrappM order wa -s founded In
the twelfth . • tttury Union, count of
I'. 1 t-ln*. built the abbey of Notr*»
Maine i|e la Maistm |t|eii <|e ia Trappi
In 11 to at Holiday la Trappe, a vlllgjpt j
of Haute pi r« he, <|< partmeiit of the
fir' e, nan . d l a Trapp* afi.T the nar
row (forgi whi h forms Its entrance,
comparable to a irap >l«»or Imrint
the middle ag. s the monaster. was
eiipttired and pillaged many times, and
ll msn not until the middle of th«t
r.eUteellth r.lilurv thai the 1 fib .
v. a put mi a ttrin hauls mid n r«-«d to
other Isn.l* I lit 11 Napoleon bream*
• nti..<ror of Ptait. t. their order pros
|.. I.i Ha was not in sympathy is lib
• hem, and h.» . oiifiscgted their prop
»ri> itn.i t \pelted tb >111 from the conn
try.
A visit to tb') latter abbe) U llgv
l»|i|ili'K l.a. k a thou and viwir < lino
lbs 1.. I there In fciiotl.fr lutmu*
I r 11.|.t ii.i i»i' n mi (i. 4 q it
nllM front Montreal, i.'auada.
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1910.
E "s~ 1
April Rain
By EDITH GRAY
Copyright, lyio, by Associated Literary Press
From the far length of the meadow
lane, the woman heard the persist
ent coo-coo ol some one calling to
the bossies from beyond. Without,
the April rain dripped ceaselessly
from the window frame and a branch
of one of the orchard trees creaked
mournfully as the wind moved it
with gentle monotony back and forth
beneath the eaves. It was a dull day
and a heavy one, with no suggestion
of brightness.
The growing darkness seemed to
disturb the woman at her desk, for
after insistent urging onward of
flagging pencil, and closer stooping
over enshadowed pages, she suddenly
rose from her work and walked im
patletly toward the window. She
flung back the lattice, ostensibly
seeking more light, but with the
simple change of cramped position
she immediately realized that she
was unusually tired, fatigued in body
and brain. Mindless of the soft
drizzle, she knelt upon the floor, her
head upon her hands, gazing out
ward toward the distant haze of
woodland beyond the rain-soaked
fields.
She was tired —she fully realized
that. She also knew that she was
unspeakably foolish to kneel there
upon the floor while the cold pene
trated to the very marrow of her
bones. Spring rain was lovely
enough and undoubtedly poetical,
when viewed from the other side of
an old-time dormer window.
The woman knew that she was
imprudent, yet she laughed at the
outer chill, for, with the relaxation
from mental labor, the cold empti
ness within her heart overwhelmed
her with a fearsome blight, compared
with which the outer dreariness was
as naught.
It was all very well to write —to
go off when town pleasures began
to interfere with concentration on
art, to bury herself at this old farm,
away from the annoyances of flatter
ing acquaintances, in order to gain
full control of latent faculties —all
very well theoretically, but, for all
practical purposes, it was dreary and
unutterably lonely at times.
In spite of repeated commands, old
friends would persist in writing and
renewing old scenes, stirring up
memories that would otherwise have
died, long since. It was lonely
when she compared her fame, her
several novels and the tiny book of
verse, the drama yet to be, and the
stories of her dreams, with the love,
the warmth and comfort which she
had sacrificed for them.
Was it worth the price?
Then, in spite of an afternoon
spent in fierce determination to for
get, the words of a disturbing little
note, received a few days before,
flared, as in letters of fire, across
her wearied brain.
"Dear, 1 have found where you have
hidden away. 1 would not hurt you I
by my presence, but write if you j
want me. I will come," It said.
The woman knew that this man's j
words rang true; that as he spoke, j
so would he act. She valued real j
worth and she realized that in spite j
of the flowery blandishments of her
many followers, this man with his j
frank simplicity, his marvelous ten- |
derness, was spiritually as well as !
physically head and shoulders above
them all. She cherished and won
dered at his friendship, but his love
she had always feared. It was so
strong. She trembled, lest In aban- !
doning herself to her ever growing j
desire, she lose her art—and losing
her art. her self, the keynote to her
own development. She dropped her
head upon her arms, abandoning her
self to the old questioning, the old
despair. And without the rain poured
down, renewing its strength, no long !
er the mist intangible, but the beat- i
ing of all elements.
For long she knelt, then raised her
head as over the green fields re- '
counded again the coo-coo of the
homing call.
Joseph, the farmer's son, had a ;
wondrous voice, full ton< d, power
fully sweet. She remembered how, I
at the Sunday worship a few days !
before, his flawless rendering of the
rlinple hymns had filled her heart
with p« ace, mid how at her question- :
Ing. the proud mother had confided
that Joseph's voice hud charmed Von
fltahl. th<' i"reat musician from the
city, lie had tested Joseph during
hU cummer's visit and promised
grtat things if hi- would but go with
him hack to th.- city.
*nut h.» will n< ver go,"the mother
hud said. and shrugged her shoulders i
a. with annoyaiK. us she pottered
on .iboiit her work
What reason could he have for re
fusliiK tie- gi'ul Von Ktahl's so gen
erous ofTi r? Was it entirely si U | id
ity, or was there some duper cau->u
foi hi ilHlifft relict: to this op pur
t. lilt y for belli rment *
iti'lii'A iii thi orchard no* the boy
•a* letting down t|i' bars 'lite
«ouian wai. b d, through a break In
the in «. as Hi.- eattl. wand.rt-d ~„II
tetiledly onward, steaming dripping,
I hew ing eternal!) as th. y si roll. <1
Hln M«ill< .1 al I lie *w kwitldllea* of
tin tiny, ili Ipplng i a|f ihlnga, and
the motki rs noting them a» thi y
• < nt
two coo/ lullin a harsher Voice
'rum th. direction of the bum and
'he hoy put bai'k the bars and wills
tln| a* he wmk.J Tttu lie reached
upward with his great strong arms,
and with the care and insight of an
artist selected a slender spray of soft
pink blossoms. He shook away the
great hanging drops, and a few pe
tals drifted behind him as he came,
his huge boots slushing through the
rain-bowed grasses, his heavy shoul
ders swaying as he walked. He was
but a peasant youth, but —the woman
marveled! What a light was in liiß
eyes as he held the dripping blos
soms to his face!
The rain was softer now. The mist
above the trees was vanishing. Be
neath the eaves, a tiny, bedraggled
sparrow hopped and chirped expect
antly. The sky had grown brighter,
the rain had ceased, and the little
sparrow proffered a cheery, heart
felt thrill to the fresh-washed world.
And as the darkness lifted, a door
below the left wing of the great
kitchen extension opened and from
her window the woman smiled as
little Elsa, the rosy-cheeked dairy
maid, held her two chubby palms Out
ward, testing the weather. How
charming was that sixteen-year-old
bit of German simplicity and child
like innocence! She was like the
spring, the flowers!
The boy Joseph stood beside the
flaxen-haired maid, and, with uncon
scious, gallantry, offered her the fra
grant branch which he had selected
but a moment since. "Elsa,"' he said,
"for you."
She took the flowers, but her eyes
gazed wistfully at the sun-browned
face above her.
"I thank you," she said, in her
pretty broken German; "I thank you,
Joseph, and I want to say now—l
have decide."
Had the woman known what mo
mentous thing it was that Elsa had
decided she would have gune back
to her desk. Yet, so quickly had
Elsa spoken her verdict that she
could hardly avoid the astonishing
revelation.
"I have decide," said Elsa again. "1
have decide, Joseph. You are too —
too much for me to marry. I thought
you were just a farmer, but I learn,
oh so bitterly, that you are a great
singer; that if you goto the city and
do not marry me, you will bo a line
gentleman some day. Joseph, I will
not marry you now."
The boy was quick in his reply—
startlingly so to the woman who had
looked upon him as a boorish coun
try lad. Without hesitancy, he said,
suddenly clutching the chubby little
hands:
"No, Elsa. you will not marry me
now, but when I am rich and can
take care of you, my wife, my little
girl, do you hear?"
I'.ut the sweet blue eyes were still
troubled and the tears began to flow,
great and round, welling over the
rosy cheeks.
"Joseph," she said. "I think you
| love roe well, but you must be a great
| artist, a musician like my brother
I Fritz at home. Fritz always says: 'A
! great artist must not marry. He
j must think always of his art —he
| have no time for love.'"
"He have no time for love!" The
I heart of the woman contracted in
sudden wonder and unconsciously
! she held her breath and leaned for
ward. eager and alert, to see how
this boy would deal with this much
debated question.
"Elsa, Elsa—one thing I know —
: that love is a far greater thing than
| that you would call art."
His arms were about her now, and
I the woman turned away, strangely
abashed before this great and simple
tenderness.
For long she sat upon the floor,
examining the secret places of her
I inmost soul. When she raised her
| head, the light of the setting sun,
breaking through a rift in the west
ern clouds, caught and made of every
drop of dew a globe of mystic light.
She threw back her head and breath
| ed in all the clean, sweet freshness
jof the world. Then she rose and ex
j tended her ar.ua us in strange new
fre< dom.
When she found ink mid paper In
"lie dusky shadows of her desk, she
managed to write, though the tears
, streamed fast, a few words, which
tor all the blurring and the blots, a
certain man, now so far away, was
soon able to read, in overwhelming
ru| tel.' of understanding and sym
pathy: "Love Is tlt.- great.*! of all
arts, dear, Come!"
Those Capsule Stamps.
With anger Hanliing from her eye a
tall matron entered a -South aide ding
stun- one evening recently and d>-
maud of the 11, rk an accounting for
mi, iie> which her Hull' Imy had *p<-lit
for stamp* iind no tlicine
"lie tut |lie quinine all right," re
piled the clerk "and he got the
stamps out «»f the slot machine I put
hU money in for him "
"What hl.il mat blue?" inquired the
woman
High! ovi-r there," pointed the
I. it.in. lamps come out nicely I
4.1 U.K.. 1 11. it'll, gelatlm rapaulee"
The woman gave a g.np of >oi. .ier I
noun.. .1 tor a<i|<roacli|iig marriage I decl.kd
decl.kd uu MM Mi I
•he »■ »• *** " |
PROPER CARE OF SKIN
MANY SADLY AFFECTED BY SOAP
IN COLD WEATHER.
■Drying Effect of Cold Causes Skin to
Crack Painfully—Washing Pow
ders That Are Cleansing, Soft
ening and Refining.
Persons with delicate skin some
times are ao unfortunately affected by
soap In cold weather that to try to get
clean with It Is to harm the flesh. Al
most every one knows that cold Is
drying to the skin; that, for example,
Is one reason that finger tips, which
may be all right through the summer,
sometimes crack painfully; cold has
dried out the natural lubricating oils.
Even when the drying process does
not goto this extent the skin will be
come roughened by it, and when this
happens dust settles under in a way
which makes eradication impossible.
One woman, whose skin Is like pa
per in its delicacy, counteracts the ef
fect of soap by always rubbing her
hands with grease before she washes
them. Either vaseline or cold cream
serves the purpose, and the fingers
and backs are well covered with it.
Then washing is done with a bland
soap and warm water, drying with
great care follows, and the skin stays
smooth and white.
It Is Impossible to lay down a rule
as to the use of soap. Its effects Is in
fluenced entirely by the natural con
dition of the skin on which it Is put,
and what may suit one person perfect
ly may be too greasy or too drying for
another. Contrary to a general belief,
castile soap disagrees with many per
sons. It Is extremely drying to the
average adult's skin, and though it
suits babies admirably, it ceases to
agree as they grow older. Palm oil is
one of the simplest, looking not unlike
A CONVENIENT WORK BAG
Is Handy for Bmall Plecea of Fancy
Work or for Undarned
Stockings.
This bag may be made of any size,
so that it may be used for small
pieces of fancy work or to hold sev
eral pairs of stockings that are wait
ing to be mended.
For the foundation, a square card
board box Is used; the Inside and out
of the square bottom must both be
covered with the material that Is to
be selected for the bag; It may be
fixed in position by a little seccotine.
The bag must bo made just the
size of the box and about twice as
deep as (he width of one side. Turn
down the top with a hem of one and
one half to two Inches; extra mate
rial must be allowed for tho turning
of tliIK hem; run the hem twice BO as
to make a slide In which cord may be
threaded to draw up bag Don't sew
up the bottom of tlio bag, but turn In
tho edges and sew It to the Inside of
the sides of box. the stitches can bo
taken through to the outside, as they'
will be covered.
Now on the outside of box put a
bund of embroidered canvas, fancy
■Hk or velvet; It mull be cut a trifle
wider than the depth of side and be
newii In (MHiltlon top and bottom The
ends must he neatly Joined together
To Mike Glove* Last.
To prolong the wear of cotton or
■ilk nloves plan*.i small piece of cot
ton wool In the ti|;n of each finger
•lid thumb. This will prevent t lie
Bails iroi i rubbhig them Into holes so
Moll
Gossipy Gleaning*.
He had lately comuieio t d busluess
In the Kt'een grocery line, and was
tired with the ambition to b><'oui» a
veritable Napobmi of eommereu ll*-
had read »oiu<-«h*re that opportunl
ties were not found but made, ami re
•ul«r.|, thei><fore, to Kiaap >wry po«
stblff ch«l4'*e of auguivullng his bus!
IrM He was rending the latest , .|i
lion of the lot a I evening papei one
MgM when be ••pled Ihu follow
ing adwrtleemi ut Kaotkltigiunlan
Kuoi hers' fouiUtU atub result•• >Ui»» j
castlle. Its effect !s sometimes highly
desirable with persona to whom caatlla
la positively Injurious.
Various washing powders, so-called
soap substitutes, are good, but so elab
orate to make that few care togo to
the trouble of making them. As a rule
their basis Is ground almonds, and un
less one has all the utensils with
which to work it becomes absolutely
Impractical to prepare the powder
properly.
Nevertheless, one that has stood
high In favor since before the time of
our grandmothers Is made from eight
ounces each of Jordan almonds,
blanched and ground, and wheat flour,
two ounces of powdered orris root,
one-eighth of an ounce of oil of lemon
and one dram of oil of bitter almonds.
The mixture, after It has been care
fully combined. Is kept In a tightly
covered glass Jar.
To use, the hands are wet, and
about a teaspoonful of the powder Is
put Into the palm, the hands being
then well rubbed. It Is cleansing, as
well as softening and refining.
IN FASHION.
Example of the New Greek Coiffure.
SECRET OF GOOD HOSTESS
Carefully to Plan Details and Make
Guests Feel Welcome and
Comfortable.
The secret of the successful hostess
Is to make her guests feel welcome
and aa comfortable as possible, and to
carefully plan out and arrange every
detail before the actual day; then
should things go wrong it will be by
the merest accident.
If she is giving an Informal tea and
the callers are not likely to exceed
twelve the tea should be served in tha
drawing room, pouring it out herself
and Intrusting the delivery of the cups
and small cakes to a girl friend or gen
tleman visitor, should the husband not
be present.
If the number increases beyond this
it is better to serve tea In the dining
room. In any case the best available
china should be used, spotless napery
and glistening silver. Lace-edged and
embroidered doilies should be placed
on the plates which hold the cakes and
dainty sandwiches.
We are told tho ideal hostess Is
born, not made, but even if the little
fairy forgot tho gift of hospitality at
our birth it would .jeem the duty of
every woman to cultivate this art.
We are also told that "practise
I makes perfect," and after a little prac
tise, if her endeavors are earnest, a
woman will gain that envied reputa
tion of being a "good hostess."
Sewing Chatelaine.
The lightest and most convenient of
•ewlng cases Is a chatelaine formed of
a long, narrow ribbon matching tho
shade of the working dress and thread
ed through a chain of gilt or Ivory
rings. Tho ribbon la finished with
clusters of narrower ribbon bows,
from which hang scissors, thimble, plo
and emery cushions, needle case,
piercer, loops of embroidery, silk, etc.
It is a pretty gift froui the embroid
erer to the embroiderer. Think of It
when Christmas rolls around and
'make it then of cheerful red ribbon,
with green tinted Ivory rings
Black Braid Popular.
Never has the variety of black silk
braid for trimming been so great. It
ranges In width from the narrowest
to a basket wea*e about six Inch „« In
width. suitable for bodices. Sum*
kinds of fur are combiued with the
braids that the effect I* much like a
ht avy lace and a fringe effect 1s also
produced. Heautiful black silk twist
ed cord comes as large us half an luck
IU diameter and Is very •tfui'titu
I for ensuing season Apply secretary,"
and so on H<*lslng hold of his wri
ting Implements, the purveyor of
gri'iis rapidly peniiml the following
to the secretary; l>eur Mir In reply
lo >our adiertlsement, I presume you
rnijulre dates foi u»e at Ihs lunch In
tervnl Kindly stat« whether you pre
f* r (hem by th« stoue ur hundred
we'ght, and | will give yuu rack but
lent quotation .1 forthwith Yours to
i oitiuiaud. flu in " Inform
i>aiely the secretary s reply has uot
been preserved Til Mil*