The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, June 07, 1888, Image 3

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    He's Built That Way.
Youngster nabs the reckless fly
That flutters round astray;
Pulls off its wings and other things,
Because he's built that way.
At school be dips it in the ink
And thinks it jolly play
To see it crawl o'er books and all,
Because he's bullt that way.
Or else he puts it on the drese
Of maidens trim and gay,
To leave its tracks upon their backs
Decause he's built that way.
He spits it on the cruel pin
Aud leaves it there all day
And leughs to see its misery,
Because he's bulit that way.
He plucks their wings to make them kick,
lu agony’s display;
Picks out an eye, don't wonder why,
Because he's built that way.
The only plan to make him see
The fiy dou’t think it play, i
Is take a strap and show this chap i
Just why he's built that way. i
It's hard to tell when he begins \
His promptings to obey,
Just wu
Was ever built that way. l
by a lad, with all his bad, |
A QUEER COURTSHIP.
Dick Nasu paced slowly forward and
backward on the river bank in front of |
the boat-house, Ile was an honored |
member of the Shaddock Boat Club, |
and was very popular among the boys,
fie had always lived in Ce, a city of |
about twenty thousand inhabitants, |
pleasantly situated on the bank of the |
Missis :
Dick hived with his mother and sister
ouse where his father had died
fifteen years before, The family had |
once been wealthy, but after the death |
of Mr. Nash they met with severe |
financial losses, and after the two chil- |
dren well educated, it was
found that there was little or nothing
left,
This matter worried Dick not at all, |
for he bad recently been admitted to
the bar, and, as he expressed it, was |
now ready to piteh into business, His |
good physique and excellent mental |
qualities were backed up by that rare
virtue, gommon He did not
sigh, as do some young men, for downy |
beds and flower-strewn paths through |
life; but as combativeness was one of |
the strongest elements in his make-up,
he ratherc ted difficulties, and sighed
onquer.
for words to ¢
had determined
Lad been
sense,
to scale the |
a name and fortune; conse-
ly he looked poverty unflinchingly |
He had two loved onea to
mother and his sister
Mable: hence he became Lhe ever-to-be- |
n with an aim in hfe,
ust at this time that a great |
Dick's circumstances took |
on the death of an uncle, he
immediate possessions of a
usand dollars,
news came to him in a letter,
ning, J as he was leaving
12 h After perusing it, he sought
out his mother, and, handing her the
important missive, said:
“Here, ! is something that
y £1 Fanmnp
in Lie Lace,
work for
iad
just
WE,
mother,
nterest you and Mab and no doubt
» you very happy; but as for me, it
wked she foundations from une
der the castles I have been building, !
and caused my ambition to wilt,”
Leaving her, he made his way to the
boat-hiouse, and tis there we find him |
in meditation deep. Ilishat was thrust
far back oun his head; his hands were
exploring his trousers pockels; while
from his lips (if one must tell the truth,
for Dick was no angel) protruded a
cigarette, from which tloated wreaths
of sinoke. A stiff breeze stirred the
water and played pranks along the
shore, while the smoke and ashes from
Dick’s cigarette were whirled in every |
direction.
Although not a condition of the will,
it was mentioned as a special request of
his uncle that Dick should go abroad at
once and spend a year or two in travel.
ing before settling down to business,
It was this matter that was troubling
the young man as he strode along the |
river bank,
“What the dickens do 1 want to go
abroad now for,” soliloguized he, *un-
less a wedding trip I'd better |
marry at once, and, as the saying Is,
kill two birds with one stone. But |
there is only one girl for me-—Millie |
Denton; and I might just as well ask
for the moon, There is little chance |
for me where so many others have fail-
ed. However, she is well worth trying
for, and I'll start on a new plan, I'll
make ber think I care nothing for her, |
and see if 1 can make her the least bit |
jealous,” |
Dick had just come to this conclusion
when, ou looking up, he beheld the ob- |
ject of his thoughts coming toward |
him,
“A good time to begin,” thought he.
on
Millie came tripping along, her gold- |
en hair tossed about by the wind; her
cheeks were rosy, and her blue eyes
sparkling,
Dick appeared not to recognize her at |
first; then, looking up, and favoring
her with a little stare, he exclaimed:
“Why, it’s Millie!”
“None other,” said she,
“What brought you here?"
“Oh, I am looking for some one.”
“Some one who belongs to the club,
1 suppose?’’
“Not exactly, although he is here a
great deal.”
“Well. you won't find him.’
“Why?
‘ Decause there has been no one here
for the past hour but myself.”
“Why don’t you ask for whom I am
looking?’
“Perhaps I don’t care,” lazily.
“Oh, but he is just splendid!”
“Who 1s splendid!”
“Ha! bal” laughed Millie. “I
thought you wanted to know all the
time, so—'’
“Bat 1 don't!" 1
“Do not mterrupt me! If you insist
upon knowing—"' :
“I don’t—"’
“It is my black dog, Towser!”
“The deuce!” exclaimed Dick.
“Why, Dick Nash!”’
“What is the matter, Millie Den-
ton?’
“Isn't deuce a swear word?”
“A mild one,”
“Don’t you know that you oughtn’t
to swear in the presence of a lady?"
“Yes; I suppose I must beg your
pardon?”’
*“Yes, I think you ought to, if only
to teach you better manners.”
“Well, do you insist upon it?"
“Oh, no! But—"
“Then you do insist; so here goes.”
Taking a large handkerchief from
his pocket, he spread it carefully on the
grass at her feet; then, assuming a
w:08t comical position and expression as
he knelt upon it, he Leg wn:
“0 fairest of thy sex!”
“You silly goose!” laughed Millie,
“If you don't keep still I won't apolo-
gize ut all! Once more, then—O fairest
of thy sex, I have committed an unpar-
donable
“Hear—hear-—-hear!’
The volce came from the direction of
the boat-house. The speaker was Ned
Morgan, and he and Fred Dailey were
¥
“Well, old fellow,” continued Ned,
the conservatory, if we are to be-
but I
in
head, and the Mississippi throbbing at
your feet
Songs
you
"OT say, now, I don’t think this quite
Here
when-.."?
had not made up my mind.”
“You run awuy, boys, while
" said Dick.
through.”
“Come, Millie,"
up and say yes."
“But suppose I say no?"
“Then I will never rise again, and I
wish you
ache awfully
you know."
said Dick, “hurry
by a vision of you in your very uncom-
fortable position.”
‘That settles it,”
Towser will from us
Come, Millie.”
Leaving the others they started
pursuit of the favorite. As soon
they were out of si
get away
as
“Well, I'm glad it’s all settled.”
“What is settled?” asked Millie.
“Why, our engagement.”
““‘Ha! hal”
“What are you la
“You, of
ighing at?”
course, 1 don’t see how
“Why sbouldn’t 1? Are youcrazy?"
“Not I; but 1 had made up my mind
to marry you, and as we were engaged
fair and n the presence of
two witnesses, I dor’t see how you are
out of it.”
solid, ir
going to get
el do.”
“Well, how?"
“I shall have you put in the asylum.”
“Just because I want to marry you?"
“You don’t want to marry mel”
“It’s the dearest wish of my life, Mil-
’
lie, believe me,
At
Then why didn’t you ask me decent-
“Tl why didn’t k me decent
ly, instead of jok about so serious a
ing
ing
“Well, to tell the truth, Millie, I
thought that I would essay something
Then
dear she was to him, and begged her to
he was soon to take, as well
voyage through life,
“Why, Dick, you take my breath
quite away.”
“Well, hurry up and breathe agaln,
Millie, for my heart has stopped beat.
0s
swer [ crave.
“Oh, Dick, you are too funuy; but I
suppose if you insist-.."’
“1 certainly do iusist!
“Well, 1"
“Go on!"
“Well—your heart may beat again.’’
“My dearest Millie-
“0 Dick! Weare on the street, you
know!"
“Well, what of it?”
allowed
Te
have it sald I
embrace me in public,
“Why, who was embracing you, 1
young men to
“You were!”
“I didn’t touch you!”
“But you were going to!”
“No, I was not; but 1 suppose that
“Dick Nash!"
“Never mind, Millie, we won't quar-
rel over it, any way."
A month later Dick and his bride
board a ship.
other reason than that in their great
happiness they love to recall the day
from which it took its birth.
Signed Newspapers Contributions,
Signed articles have been commen-
ded, partly because they advertise the
signers. One thing in connection
therewith has been overlooked, namely,
that the greater part of the bard
workers in the newspaper offices get no
advantage out of the custom. Take
the work or the exchange editor, for
instance. 1 maintain that h he
may never write anything but -
lines, yet as much inte and
instinct is called for by his
work as if he spent his time In writing
reports and special articles. How Is
he to get any credit for his work and
introduce himself to the people outs
side of his office? TI answer that he has
no opportunity so desirable as the
political opportunity,
~Donnelly’s cipher will soon be
laughed out of sight. No one believes
that Bacon could have written Shaks.
peare’s plays any more than Charley
Hoyt could have written Sardou’s
A Fairy Tale.
A vagabond, with bare feet and hair
floating on the wind, passed along the
street before the palace of the King,
As if the sun took pleasure ‘in shining
upon him, he had more light and joy
upon his rags than the noble dames and
gentlemen, grouped in the court of
honor, had upon their sating, brocades
and velvets,
“Oh, but she is beantiful!® eriad he,
suddenly stopping before the palace,
where lie saw the I'rincess Rosalind
taking the air at her window, And
really it was Impossible to find any-
thing on earth more beautiful than the
princess,
Immovable, with his arins raised to-
ward the lattice, as il to an opening in-
to the heavens where they entered into
paradise, he stood there and would have
remained so all night if the guards had
not chased him away with their hal-
berds and their hard words.
He went with bent
ing steps, Everything was dark before
around him-——the sky, the trees,
the flowers—since he could no longer
Rosalind, He thought the
was dead, He sat down under an oak
the entrance to the wood and began
to ery. ‘
“Why
see
are you so unhappy, my
load of dried fagots.
woman?
ing for me."
the bag. At the
and threw off Ler load
was no longer an old
most beautifal fairy.
+ Mi, good fairy,”
of fagots,
woman, but a
eried the vaga-
my misfortune! I bave seen the
daughter of the
feel that 1 can love no other
woman,’
“Well, what
ing her husband?
to any one,”
“Oh,
my bare feet,
prevents your becom.
She is not betrothed
“No matter; that is no reason why
you should not be loved
“l wish to be the most powerful
the princess that I adore.”’
“No be iL”? said the fairy w
with a sigh,
§
with a golden rod she touched him on
r, and straightway the beg-
gar was changed into a magnificent
prince, dazzling in silk and jewels and
mounted on a splendid charger at the
head of a troop of pian wl courtiers and
pro’
ith: or » v1 »
ih goigen aliaol
WILITIOrS WwW
ing his rank.
So greal 4 prince
ceived at any
Rosglind treated him with t
tinguished consideration,
very hour of the day and night he
wught of Rosalind, When he saw
Aili
is always well re-
The father of
he most dis-
ars b std
COU
the
light,
Yet there was one thing that troubled
him; she whom he loved so dearly did
nearly
Nevertheless
his devotion; she was
silent and melancholy,
upon the King
took good care not to refuse so desir-
able a husband for her,
i
marry the most beautiful
the world,
Alas, this great joy was of short du-
ration! On pain of disobeying
jrincess in
day fell fainting into the arms of her
declared with sobs, and wringing ber
hands, that she would never marry-
that she would kill herself before she
would marry the prince,
her, cried: ‘‘Cruel one,
back those words which kill me!
“Prince, nothing can overcome my
I will never marry you.”
“What!
punishment? Do you doubt my love
for you?
to adore you?
read my heart you
will find a way to remedy my woes,
Give me hope, princess, or.l shall die
here at your feet.”
He was carried away by his love, am
said anything and everything that the
most violent grief could inspire ina
breaking heart,
Rosalind was touched by his entreat.
ies, and said: “Unhappy man, if my
pity instead of my love can be any con-
solation to you I give it most willingly.
I am much more inclined to your en-
treaties because 1 endure myself the
same torments that you suffer.”
“What is it you say, princess?”
“Alas, if 1 refuse to marry you itis
because I Jove another without hope
a young vagabond with bare feet and
hair floating on the wind, who passed
before the palace one day and regarded
me with tender, loving eyes, but has
never returned. Him only will I
marry, but no other,”
Overcome by amazement and despair
the prince heard the soft voice of the
ity Whisper:
‘ y wish has become thy punish-
ment.” Ofttimes granted prayers prove
Curses,
tec
A strip of two.ply
Fete the sr oui,
i to ground, is one
modes of protecting the
mice and rabbits,
Do not keep more stock than can
comfortably wintered, A small he
well cared for will give better
jain ataryn toed tat 1a pustially Sugiee.
The color of pure Devon
red, varying from a rich dark
chestnut,
APR SR
—
A HUMAN MAGNET
Articles of Metal Adhere,
Late in August Jast, while taking a
vacation in a courdry town, 1 heard of
a case that was causing considerable
discuss’on and wonderment among the
people, Lovers of the mysterious, who
are always ready to attribute any mani.
festation at all pecubiar to supernatiiral
agencies, were indulging In various
wise speculations as to the true nature
of the case,
The child is termed a *“*human mag-
pet” by the believers in and practicers
of magnetic rubbings, while the Spirit-
ualists declare the child a chosen me.
dium, My curiosity became aroused,
and I asked permission to see the won-
derful prodigy.
Permission was granted, and 1 saw
the child at two different times, mak-
ing my visita some days apart,
a pretty, delicate child, Dolly C,, aged
three years and six months, an only
child, blonde, with a pale and rather
| waxy compiexion. Her manner of
Last February the phenomenon I de-
was first noticed.
| ing with some spoons the mother was
surprised to see her arranging them on
| her finger tips, where they hung with
perfect ease. She will place the Palmar
lift from the holder, one by one, with-
out otherwise touching them, untii a
spoon is suspended from each finger tip.
| against each other she
about the room without dropping them.
I examined the case in various ways,
First, 1 tried four teaspoons with a
magnet—one pure silver, one pewter,
one triple-plated and one single-plated,
or washed,
| spoons were not
washed
of the
03
| ally raised, while the
| was raised entirely clear table,
the child to exercise her
| power of prehension upon. Each one
| was suspended with equal ease except
the one of pure silver,
This one was |
| the bowl was considerably flatter
any of the other three, Dut after
ranging it upon ber finger a few times
she in it *'st "”
“4
¥ eg aT 3
lightest in weight,
ana
Ar-
succesded making it tick,
able
MOIS
spoon-bowls, I found a very appre
resistance in taking i HE
would hang from UU of the
and chin with as much securitvas from
the fingers, Thinking the adherence
e due to an excessive clammi-
the skin, I tested ls surface
with my own finger tips,
Not
Ose
ei ior dit
might
{
ir
ness of
any, and, to make
sure 1 it deceived by my own
sense of touch, 1 ;
and chin carefully
and water and dried with
towel, I found no perceivable differ-
ence in the adhesiveness, The child
pick up a steel needle, that is
80 sensitive to the magnet, nor would a
penny ‘‘stick” to the fingers, chin or
nose, I could over nothing un-
usual in the shape of the finger-tips,
The skin was soft and velvety to the
touch, and I could be sure of clammi-
ness nowhere except on the pinna.
discovering
Was nd
had the hands, n«
)
washed with soap
a warmed
5]
could not
of sx
when I saw her, and her
A Hindoo Story.
“n—
When a base man has arisen from
obscurity wo eminence he is ashamed of
his origin, and ungrateful to the friends
who assisted him to rise. A story,
told In India hundreds of years ago,
sons,
in a forest once lived a holy Muni,
whose extraordinary austerities had
given him unlimited power aver nature,
Ie was also a kind-hearted man.
One day he saw a crow carrying off
a little mouse, Ha bade the crow give
up its prey, and then he reared it with
grains of rice.
One day as the mouse was playing
near him, it saw a cat, and in terror
ran up the Muni’s leg.
“Poor mouse,” sald the Muni, ‘‘be
thou acat,” And so it was [uss
now inspired terror, but felt none, until
Puss put
up her back in horror.
“Poor pussy,” sald the Muni,
And 80 it was,
“Who is afrald now?’’ thought the
dog.
prowling about, the dog came
“Poor dog,’ said the Muni, “be thou
a tiger.”
of im only a pet mouse.
“Ah! there is the saint and the tiger
| that was once a littie mouse,”
Upon this the tiger began to reflect
| lives everybody will know from what a
low condition I sprang. Therefore, 1
| must get rid of him.”
But the Muul, seeing tiger ready to
spring on him, said: ** Wicked tiger, be
thou a mouse agaln.’”’ And so 1t
| was,
Presently the mouse was picked
{by a bird, and never
| again,
up
came down
arms —— A ——
The Laird and the Queen.
While in Perthshire recently Queen
| Victoria requested an old
laird to visit her, and when he did so
very graciously received him, thanked
him for coming and then explained why
| she wished to see him. “I
{to know,” she “the exact
where the pretender landed,
She was allowed to proceed
Instantly the old
upon her shoulder,
10 pretender,
said, spot
and’
no further,
laid hand
saying: “He was
madam; he was our
cing.” ‘1 beg your pardon,” said the
queen, kindly; “I ought not to have
used that word, 1 should have said
i Then, by
+} ¢ $id
Cael $LIN
1
!
}
sh
Prince Charles Edward.”
way of humoring the gruff old Jacobite,
she added: **You know that 1 too,
have Stuart blood inmy veins,” “Yes,
know it,” was the Hand were
t not for that vou would not be where
repiy,
:
you §
1 unbent and
1 hey
ing it went to Lis heart an
softened his stern spirit,
long together, and they
friends, On the queen's urn
| castle where she was staving she said to
her host: “1 have ju<t met one of the
{ most honest men in my reaim.”’
i
The Weather and the Choloe,
feet and hands,
The little patient's mother also told
| lady, of nineteen years of age, and *‘al-
This
but have no reason
fests the same singular power,
case 1 did not see,
and her whole family are known to be
truthful and honest,
I have been thus particular in giving
all the available points in the family
history of the case, hoping thereby some
lar phenomenon,
oo
A Famous March.
Looking through history, -we find
that though in all other particulars the
art of war has made wonderful strides,
fully equal to modern soldiers,
the most wonderful feat
in marching was accomplished by the
ldncients. In the sefond Panic war
Hannibal waited at Canusium for his
brother Hasdrubal to bring him reine
forcements from Spain. Facing Han-
nibal was a Roman army
Consul Claadius Nero, while opposite
Hasdrubal sas another Roman army
| under the Consul Livius,
In fact,
{ quickly and secretly to Livius, and join
| ing forces with him, they hurled them-
selves on Hasdrubal ang defeated him,
Claudius then at once marched back
again before Hannibal was aware of his
brother's defeat. Now, the di tance
between Canusivm and Serra Gallica,
the place of the battle, by the best au-
thorities, is given at the least measure-
ment at 225 miles, The march was
made in six days, or at the rate of over
thirty-seven miles a day. But this
march is an exceptional one, and, if
believed, must stand out like so many
other of the wonders of the ancients,
A Sacred Race.
Cooks of old were considered a sacred
race; even their fingers were consecra-
ted to the deities, he thumb was de-
voted to Venus, the index finger to
Mars, the middle finger to Saturn, the
next to the sun, and the little one to
Mercury, Jmagiaatioh has so hath le
do with pleasures of the palate that im-
udence, conceit, and boastfulness Were
d to be necessary qualities to the
os Hear one est cook:
‘I may say I have di the prin.
ciple of 1mm ity and flat the odor
of my dishes would recall life into the
nostrils of the dead.” Bechamél claims
ed that with a sauce he had invented, a
man would have no compunction in
eating his own grandfather.
in the of the back is
the arma and fouldiog them behind,
There are some people who will not
people who like close-fitting boots, ete.
| There are others who will
moist, “sultry” day for the purpose,
when all articles fitted must be looser
{than are required in cold, dry
| weather, There are days when almost
| nobody looks well, and there are
“becoming” days, as everybody knows,
{ when the atmosphere, or some unknown
influence in the wind or weather, re-
| pews vitality; or in some unbecoming
| way makes most people look pinched or
sharpened or lL
| knew his London well, and be sald: “I
{drive through London streets, and
| everybody 1 see looks ill and ugly. The
| wind 1s from the east. Idrive through
| the streets In a southwest wind, and
| only nine-tenths of ihe people look ugly
land Hl. The objects 1 see are differ-
ent, and also 1 see them with different
eyes, Tell ~—— not hastily to reject a
| man who is injudicious enough to make
| her a proposal in a northeast wind; nor
beg him to call again when the wind is
the other way,
——“———
vas mies
ihey Captured the Doorkeeper.
os———
The Giddy Gusher attended a meet-
ing of the Women’s Rights women at
Odd fellows’ Hall, and this 1s an inci-
dent that she relates: In the back of the
hall three irreverent young men were
giggling in their hats, There was a
tierce and masculine-Jooking woman at
the door. She was dressed in black
broadeloth of a clerical cut. The spea-
kers on the platform beckoned ber up
and evidently told her to get those
three men to leave. The nondescript
mdled up to them and began:
“The ladies request"
“You cant be an advocate of those
queer doctrines,” said one young man.
“You're much too young and pretty to
be mixed up with so ancient a 5.”
Old broadeloth simpered. “Why you
are the only preity woman here,” per-
sisted another of the trio,
“low on earth did you get into this
thing?" said the third.
“] can’t say I am init. I was in-
duced by some friends to attend this
session; but I feel I'm out of place,”
said old Minerva,
“Sit here with us," one,
“You can tell us who the speakers
are. Do stcp sere a while,”
—~Juite an inal trim for a
a or
FASHION NOTES,
— Large plaids are preferred for lit-
tle girls’ ginglmm dresses, and these
are trimmed with plain-colored ging-
ham, or with over-embroidery cut into
tabs and epaulettes,
--Polonaise costumes entirely of
wool are trimmed with moire sash rib-
bon ten or twelve inches wide, which
is arranged as a girdle and sash, and
also eut up to form a vest and revers,
— Pear] and crystal dress garpitures
are intermixed with gold. Silk cords
and beads in white and gold will be
used to trim costumes of while wool,
crepeline and India silk for summer
Wear.
~ Many of the new waists are plain
on the shoulders and plaited at the
waistline, This is a pretty way of
using bordered goods, as the edges are
straight, and the selvage may be used
~— A costume of striped wool, re.
ranged so that the stripes went around
the figure; the stripes of the front
~The combinations of colors in this
season’s millinery are somewhat dar-
ing. For instance, a bonnet of reseda
aerophane displayed a huge bunch of
of
light hnatireuse,
—A charming red tulle bonnet, with
had no other trimming but numerous
red beetles, which appeared 10 be most
naturally creeping over it. A bronze
crepe, with strings and brim of velvet,
has twigs of the most natural appear-
ance arranged all over, with a tuft of
them at one slide and a bunch of
A
crown.
— Young ladies who affect English
styles in dress are clinging to the re-
vived fashion of wearing Garibaldi}
blouses, a fancy now the rage in Lon-
don. These are made of Boulanger
red and dove-striped French flannel, or
a stripe of blue and cream, blue and
The blouses are more shapely
than the original Garibaldi, and have a
in
also a
one side, knotled in
front, fastened with a gold stud;
soft silk sash atl
— Not only do French milliders per-
fume their artificial flowers, but
he
ing one particular flower, and using its
correspondiug perfume, lias lost none
of its psestige. Yrench flowers are
still perfumed wilh the odor of the
blossoms they so wonderfully and per-
fectly imitate, and this season the deli-
cate and exquisitely fragrant trailing
arbutus Is used as a corsage bouquet,
the artificial flowers being most mi-
These pink-tinted blos-
suns are perfumed with the subtie and
dainty odor which belongs to the nat-
-The furore for lace garnitures re-
mains unabated, and the demand for
tory of the lace trace. Among the
countless varieties which now fleod the
Swiss, Oriental, point
are the most popularly used. In nov-
elties are shown fiouncings of the most
tempting and original designs, these of
“skirting’’ width, and showing on deli-
cate net foundations the most exquis-
laces, ferns, web-like sprays of fine
flowers and follage—the effect surpass-
produced by machinery.
—The newest color of the season is
a cowslip-green. For a wonder the
nage exactly conveys the idea, for it is
the exact tone of a cowslip stalk. At
night it becomes the most delicate
amalgam of yellow and green. A tab
lier of this as worn in Princess George,
bas roses in relief at the hem formed
tional designs above in gold and pearls
reaching to the waist. The fronts for
tea-gowns are arranged to reach,
blouse<like, to the neck. A most ex-
cellent design had a net foundation,
with stripes formed of gold ambour,
outiined with heavy silk cord, which
at intervals was twisted Into a circular
scroll, Most of the gold braid and
thread is good, pure me'al.
~—New ginghams are as soft and as
old checked and barred patterss are re-
served for simple dresses, Fine checks
in black and white, pure indigo-blue
and white, szure and white, and gray
and white, are always in demand for
summer morning dress with trimming
of white embroidery. The lace-striped
and figured ginghams are seldom seen
in these conventional patterns. They
are shown in all colors, in stripes of
various sizes, and plain goods for
combinations or for costumes of stripes
of two widths, or solid costumes of
hair-line stripes or plain goods. The
fancy of the wearer, or more often the
fancy of the dressmaker, decides this
matter, The colors of these zephyr
cottons were never lovelier than they
are this season. Exquisite tints copled
from the pinks seen In old Meissen
china, and pale turquoise blues are
shown fu stripes of two delicate tones
of the same color, one but slightly
paler than the other, and these stripes
glide by side with a band of
or a stripe in the ecru or
unbleached
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