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SHOES THE LADIES WEAR.
Odd and Romantic fttorirs ns to Footccnr
What tbe Ultra-Fnuliloiiaulo Outfit Con.
1st of The Slipper a an Index to
Chit racier.
rwrEinxx ron the dispatch.:
C E E-
TAI If
SultaD,
who liv
ed before
the in
vention ijof shoes,
was oace
strolling
through the
pleasure
grounds of his
palace when he
struck his foot
against a sharp
pointed pebble,
which had been overlooked by the Depart
ment of Public "Works. Not only was the
roval toe bruised, but the royal temper was
irritated. Summoning the grana vizer to
him, the commander of the laithful issued
an edict that within 24 hours the whole
earth was to be covered with leather, in
order to preclude the possibility of the re
currence of a second catastrophe like that
from which the lord of the harem was now
suffering. Should the royal mandate not
be obeyed, off with the heads of all the chief
officers of the court!
For awhile great consternation reigned in
Ministerial circles. Leather was scarce, yev
the Saltan was a man of his word when
executions were in order. Finally, some
one probably the conrt jester, if there was
one had a. brilliant idea. As the result of
this the great potentate was waited upon at
the expiration of the appointed time by a
bowing and scraping committee, who. with
all due respect, presented to His Boyal
Highness a pair the first pair of shoes.
Behold, the edict obeyed! The entire earth
was now covered with leather beneath the
feet of the son of the sun!
romance op inn SlttPEU.
aU the world knows the pretty tale of
Cinderella, the charming little creature im
posed upon by ugly elder sisters who were
envious of her fresher charms; how they
tried to conceal her charms in ugly clothes;
how the tiny slipper came and how after the
ugiv sisters had done all they could to
squeeze one of their ill-shaped feet into the
little class simper, Cinderella tried it on
and "it fitted her perfectly!" "We were
forced then to the conclusion that the loss
oi the wee shoe was a bit of fairy trickery,
rather than an accident, for how could the
Prince ever have found his true love without
this clew to guide him?
From that dav to this the shoe has been a
favorite subject lor romance. No one can
forget Goody Two Shoes, nor the German
tale of the golden slippers that danced so in
defatigably all night. And there were the
cruel hot iron slipper", too, in which tbe
unkind sister was condemned to waltz until
she dropped dead; a story recalled by many
a martyr to corns and high-heeled dancing
pnmps, as she whirled through a ballroom,
enduring her misery with a smiling face.
Remembering all this, it is not a canse
for surprise tnat the modern maiden be
stows so much attention upon this por
tion of her attire. If she is ultra-tashion-
CNDEHEUA.
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Footwear of Fancy.
able and owns a purse to match her desires,
she possesses shoes and slippers for every
conceivable occasion. There are bed slip
pers, if she suffers from cold extremities;
bath slippers, into which to thrust her feet
as soon as she rises; high heeled mules, to
wear when en dishabille; dancing slippers,
of Louis-Quiiize fashion; beaded, em
broidered, Brocaded slippers of every color
and material, to match various costumes;
Jow cut ties, for warm weather wear; tennis
shoes, bathing shoes, heavy boots for moun
tain and seaside tramps, thin boots for re
ceptions, medium boots for the carriage,
stout boots for the promenade, riding boots
for horseback exercise, Polish boots, to pro
tect her slippered feet en route to the ball,
to say nothing of a bewildering supply of
uppers, or gaiters, to vary the monotony of
the plain black kid shoe top.
AN INDEX TO CHARACTER.
While it is beyond the power of all but a
favored few to indulge their fancies to the
above reckless extent, yet there are not
many women probably none with pretty
leet--who would not it they could be more
Every Day Footwear.
or less extravagant in regard to footgear.
Shoes are to a great extent an index of char
acter. The so-called strong-minded woman
glories in her shapeless walking boot, and
is loftily contemptuous of adverse criticism.
Possibly the one length to which the
makers ot "rational" boots have gone has
modified public taste concerning shoes of
the opposite extreme and which might with
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BraBflLa1
The FJRS7 shoe.
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equal force be styled irrational. One sel
dom sees on the streets, worn by the best
classes, the absurdly high-heeled shoe that
pitches the wearer forward at an angle once
fashionably know as the "Grecian bend."
Only the very foolish or the very young
woman nowadays crowds her foot Into
a shoe decidedly too small for it. Com
mon sense and economy both depre
cate the practice common sense because
tight shoes induce red hands and nose.
Chbistine Tebhune Hebbick.
A PROFUSION OP SILKS.
Tho Modern BUpIny Would Astonish Onr
Good Grandmothers nnd 3In.be the
Qoccn of Sheba Feel FoolIh for Env
ies About Solomon's Glory,
IWHITTEX FOE THE PISPATCR.1
Believing that it amounts to an education
in the art ol dressing suitably and beauti
fullvto understand what the market affords
audto be qualified to apply for it intelli
gently, this article will be devoted to get
ting acquainted with tbe names of new
colors and materials, which, like, lrving's
letters, according to his own account, "are
nnmerous as gnats at summer sunset."
If we could fail to notice the equally end
less array of woolen fabrics displayed by our
fashion venders a description of which we
reserve for a later article we would declare
this distinctively a silken season, so almost
unlimited is the supply in both kind and
quantity in this line. Few are the toilets at
the present time for indoor wear that are
One of the KcwcsL
not made up of something belonging to the
silk family entirely of silk where seasons
previous they would have been a composite
of silk and wool. Enter a store to-day in
search of something the most admissable for
reception or visiting wear and you will be
shf wn silks, velvets and tissues of every make
r I color, many of them so stiff in their own
cnceit as to "lairly stand alone. You will
find brocades so rich in texture that, could
your worthy ancestors see, they would gaze
round-eyed'with awe and wonder at such
fruit of the loom, while they, per force,
wrought such effect by the slow, but none
the less artistic process of hand work.
THEIB NAMES AND DESIGNS.
These brocades come to us christened the
Old English, Arabesque, Paris, Pompadour,
Empire and Queen Bess after the good
queen who is chronicled to have been richer
in snch robes than any other sovereign, but
whom we believe could have enriched her
store at a modern counter. The richest of
these brocades are in gold or silver weave,
in large designs, some of them so ancient
that Mrs. Partington would be certain they
had "come down from remote antipathy."
However, it is paradoxically true that the.
oldest in these designs are newest. We still
have all the flower patterns, but copied from
the largest flowers, such as dahlias, tulips,
astors,etc then wheels within wheels, and
scroll-work. Three of this school of tin
sel weave, particularly, merit special
mention, each one as gratifying to
the vision as is a pleasing picture.
One design ot long, interlacing gold
leaves on white ground was an exquisite re
minder of the gown worn by Mrs. Cleveland
upon the occasion of her last reception at
the White House. The entire petticoat was
oi the gold brocade, while the paniers, long
watteau train and baby waist were of the
richest white faille francaise. The train
was appended to the yoke which finished
the low neck, and which was heavily em
broidered in gold to match the petticoat.
This yoke was unique in cut, leaving a deep
fioint iu front which extended to the waist
ine, and a little point on each shoulder
which formed a V in the center of the tiny
puff which constituted the sleeve. A heavv
girdle of braided or plaited gold cord, with
tassels, knotted carelessly near the middle
of the skirt front, and which reached almost
to skirt-hem, completed this regal costume.
A DESIGN OP FEOZEN LOVELINESS.
Another of the same design, but in silver
weave, is indescribable so far as conveyinga
correct idea of such frosted perfection in
dress goods goes, but is comparable to the
glittering designs left by Jack upon our
window panes, who, with his frosty breath,
must have assisted our designer to execute
his idea of frozen loveliness upon this par
ticular piece. In way of garniture for these
elegant fabrics we are shown Grecian rneilan
galoon of gold or of silver in walls of Troy,
or of Eiffel point pattern, also meifan gold
or silver fringe all depths.
The third in this galaxy of brocades is a
light olive resade with a three-inch stripe ot
gold bars, large, waving leaves, long and
Mtuuei auu currcspuuuingiy graceiui, tnese
in gold, and thrown with artistic irregular
ity over oars ana crouna auce. xnis iaonc
is-suggestive of the Nile and the manner
and times of the Pharaohs. It is the correct
thing for an Egyptian costume, the latest
fad among fashionable extremists in Eastern
cities, which has been adopted out of com
pliment, so said, to the gifted Egyptologist,
Miss Amelia B. Edwards.
FOE A MODEBN CLEOPATBA.
Suppose an Allegheny or a Pittsburg
Cleopatra model a gown alter this concep
tion: Let the loose waist, loug flowing
sleeves and train be of the olive resade;
sleeves and train lined with Egyptian red;
petticoat of old rose Persian silk, with deep
vandyked foot-band embroidered in gold
and Oriental colors; yoke of the waist of
BiH'i'i
old rose embroidered in points and in colors
to match foot-band; wide sash of the old rose
silk finished with gold rneilan fringe;
sleeves edged with Vandyke pattern of Ori
ental passementerie; o'd rose slippers fash
ioned and beaded a la Oriental.
Paris brocades have a narrow satin stripe
spaced an inch apart, dainty rosebuds with
proportionate leaves in natural tints scat
tered here and there amid stripes. These in
black or in white. Surah damasse is a soft
but firm fabric, those attracting my atten
tion permanently having for design wide
spreading palm leaves in white, the ground
being white, and overall a perfect shower
of flowerets in delicate ameythist shades,
which color, by the way, is at present the
most popular but more ot colors and shades
anon.
ONE OP THE NEWEST MAKES.
One of the newest makes in silk is the
Kegence, a soft, lustrous fabric capable of
draping, jet with sufficient body to fall in
rich, heavy folds. The otherwise smooth
service is broken by what, for want of a
plainer term, I will call an intaglio twill,
since it is a groove and not a grain this
twill straight, not diagonal. This comes in
all shades of both new and old colors; but
the one most "taking," while purple is king
of the color world, is a ground of lightest
amethyst or heliotrope with large plumes,
deepest shade of that royal color; and so
near to nature's heart in shape and curl that
one could scarcely repress the childish de
sire to blow into them just to see them fly
away on the air.
"While looking at this charming conceit
the thought ocenrred that a fitting garniture
for a decollettc gown of this material would
be "really" ostrich tips in shaded purple
for foot band and neck fimshment, A fan
of some feathers and aigrette for the hair
would complete this costume. A fine foil
for blonde perfection, I assure you.
"IVE CAN ALL BE SCOTS.
The most startling novelty in silk wear is
the tartan plaids, or the clan tartans. "We
can all be Scotch now in appearance and
the clan with which we sympathize can be
designated by the colors we adopt and the
width of the bars. For instance, we have
McDonald plaid, red, blue, yellow; Ar
Kyl. green, blue, black; McCleod, green,
blue, yellow and red; Forbes, white, black
and green; Stewart, red, yellow, white and
blucE, etc These plaids are to be made
with kilted skirt of course, jacket with
sleeve puffed at shoulder, but fitting the
arm neatly from puff to waist, which is fin
ished with velvet cuff; full Fedora vest of
any harmonizing color, reveres of velvet,
and high collar band of the same.
It's a grievance not to have unlimited
time and space in which to dilate upon the
beauties of rare designs in pcau de soie,
striped grenadines, gauze sutache, china
crepe, printed chinas and pongees the
groundwork of some simply snowed under
in white flower designs and the still newer
wash sues in all colors, both checkered and
striped, called Japanese habutia. This ma
terial is so soft and so fine it could easily be
drawn through a lady's finger ring by the
yard, ana be none the more crushed or
crumpled by the experience.
I regret it is not possible to tack samples
of the goods described to this article, in
which evedt I am sure you would exclaim
as did the (astonished Queen of Sheba of
Bible fame: "The half has not been told."
Thanks are due Messrs. Bogg & Buhl for
fashion hints contained in this article.
Meg.
TO MAKE HOME BEAUTIFUL
Mrs. TJnnecrford bnsccsu a Screen
nnd
Basket of Flowers.
IWIUTTEN FOR TOB ZtISPATCII.1
The screen herewith presented is intended
more particularly for a bedroom, but it is
quite pretty enough to look well in a cot
tage parlor. The basis of the screen is a
small nursery clotheshorse about 35 inches
high, and with as narrow folds as can be
found in the ready made article. The wood
is to be painted a delicate pink, with pre
pared enamel paint, and on the upper
story where the plain panels are to
be placed, have wide cross stripe put
with silver paint; or if better suited
to individual taste, the wood may be
ebonized and ornamented with gilt cross
lines. In that case a different scheme of
color must be adopted for the decorations
and drapery, as the tints used on the model
will be too light.
From the bottom cross rail to the next one
is stretched pink India silk, gathered at the
top and bottom and secured with small tur
niture tacks.
The basket of flowers shown in the cut is
taken from French panels of the Louis XVI.
period. Most of the work is done with rib
bons. The basket itself is cut from stiff
letter paper covered with straw colored rib
bon woven in and out. It is then applied
to the scrim which is used for tbe upper
panel. If the color used is fine silk, the
basket can be hemmed down on the edge in
visibly. The knot of ribbon which sus
pends the basket is first tied and arranged
as depicted, and then rnn down upon the
material on each edge. The color should be
pink. The handle is made of narrow straw
colored ribbon, folded back and forth,
something like tape trimming, and sewed
uown natiy.
The flowers and leaves are made with
soft cigar ribbon. First the pattern is
faintly traced or parts of it indicated
on the material, then the ribbons are
threaded into a darning needle and pushed
through the scrim in th center of each rose.
Each petal takes two loops, an, outside one
of light pink, the inside one a deeper shade
of the same. The ribbon is carried through
from wrong to right side, then the needle is
pushed through to the back at nearly the
same point where it went in. The loop left
on the right side is formed into as near a
petal shapeas possible, and caught into po
sition by stitches taken invisibly with fine
silk threaded into another needle.
After the petals of a flower are formed, a
little paper disk is covered with palest yel
low ribbon laid in the center and held down
by long stitches crossed and recrossed with
yellow embroidery Bilk. French knots,
worked with silk, encircle the central disk
in each flower. The leaves are made of olive
green ribbon, one loop sufficing for a leaf.
The stems are a wire of single stem-stitching
done with green silk. The buds are made
with a loop of pink showing between a loop
of green opening in the center. A few spiky
stitches of embroidery silk at the top of each
bud gives a more natural look.
The basket mav be repeated on each panel.
or the same kind of flowers and leaves can f
oe arranged use a iestoon on the two out
side panels. On the back of the decorated
upper panels of the screen .short, scantily
gathered curtains of pink or white material
are put on to hide the wrong side of ,the
work. Mes. M. C Hungebfobd.
Boston TTnxvessitt now has a woman
trustee. She Is Dr. Sarah E. Sherman, of
Salem.
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CLAEA BELLE'S CHAT.
A Philanthropic Lady's Sad Experi
ence With Working Girls.
PATE OF A VIXEN AT THE THEATEE.
Storj of Two Wealthy Old Ladie3
Might Bank lligh In Society.
Who
A TALK THAT CHANGED THEIR LIVES
tCOBBESPOXDENCB OP THE PISPATCH.J
New York, March 8.
TALK concerning
a fine lady's phil
anthropy was given
to me through the
chatter of some
girls sittingbehind
me at a Bowery
theater the other
evening. The talk
ran this way: "Go
ing to the clnb to
morrow night?"
""Wouldn't miss
it; must be ele
vated, you know,"
'and all the girls
giggled.
"I don't know
which is the jol
liest sham the ed
ucational end of the club, or the stocking
and nightcap end. Do you7"
"Oh, girlsl I got apair of gray stockings
at the last give away, with 13 bine darns in
them. Now I won't wear over 10 darns,
and 13 is an unlucky number any way; so
I threw them into an ash barrel."
There was convulsive laughter from all,
and then a serious voice declared: "It's no
laughing matter, girls, and I'm not going
again. I've got self-respect, if I am a
working girl, and I can't endure Mrs.
Dash's airs any longer. She makes such a
din on the words, working cirl, that I am
tired ot the very name. Wortcing gin, in
deed! Her own father was a soap boiler!"
"When the meriment which this outbreak
caused had subsided, I ventured to turn
round between acts and say: "Beg pardon,
but I couldn't help hearing your conversa
tion. I should like to hear something more
abont the club."
Four girls eyed me sharply a moment.
Then the one with the serious voice said:
"It's a club especially organized, the lady
says, for the education ana elevation of
working girls. The meetings are held in
her parlors evenings, twice a month, where
we are lectured, or entertained, or sat down
upon, as bhe happens to feel."
"But why do you go if it does you no good
and gives you no pleasure?"
WHY THE GIRLS GO.
"Because we have so (e places to go to,"
she answered plaintively. Another girl in
terposed: "0, it's fun to sit two hours in
the splendid parlors and hear Mrs. Dash go
on. Besides," throwing her eyes up with
mock humility, "it's 'elevating' to be told
how to behave on the street, at church, the
theater and how to keep our places in the
world as working girls how to speak and
bow to a gentleman, or workingman; and
how to clean onr nails."
All four nearly choked with laughter,
which was very contagious, but I appealed
to the serious one for an accurate statement.
"It's nearly as she says, Mrs. Dash wants
to help us, I suppose, and when she hasn't
anything to lecture about she sends for her
jewel casket, to let us look at the diamonds
and other things. She knows we're honest,
or she wouldn't do that; but it makes the
old duds she gives us on 'charitable nights'
look awful stingy."
"I suppose the worthless duds were over
looked," added the serious girl, "for once a
quarter Mrs. Dash collects her cast-off finery
and divides it among the club girls. -Sometimes
we get very fine and nice things. Be
sides it is fun to go to a swell house and see
nice things. O, but it's comic when Mrs.
Dash poses and twirls her bangs and brace
lets and coughs for the right word to come;
and to see her turn up her eyes when she
feels pious oh!"
I did not believe half of it, but I after
ward verified this account. My lady means
well, no doubt, but she needs more of the
creamvof human kindness and less of the
skim milk.
FEMININE CHARITY WORKERS.
In Lent our wealthy women turn to chari
ties, and usually their efforts are wisely di
rected. Every church has its feminine or
ganization for the aid of poor folks, and,
with all the fun that may be made ot some
of the whims of benevolence, our women are
good and kind to the destitute. What if
they are sometimes singular in their
methods? Isn't it the privilege of our sex
to be perplexingly inconsistent? I heard of
one instance which gives fresh proof. There
is an authoress of renown who, a few months
since, took a most violent dislike to news
papers, and vowed that nota journal should
ever set foot in her house again. Her
friends in the newspaper profession she
peremptorily forbade to publish her name in
any way. But one morning a feminine
writer Happened to stray into a fashionable
swimming school and saw, among other, the
authoress disporting in the water. She
made some notes, and was departing when,
flushed and dripping like a Naiad, the au
thoress intercepted her, saying in a whisper:
"If you choose to say that I look well in my
swimming costume, I have no objection
wnatever.
Be charitable in your judgments at least
in Lent. We are all well aware that girls
are usually most gentle and unassertive,
and that is none the less so if in our travels
we occasionally meet a vixenish exception.
A matinee at a theater provides an excel
lent opportunity to study women from every
point of view. She was
AN AUBURN TINTED GIRTj
with large glittering eyes, massive shoulders
and determined lips. Had it not been for
an expression of fierceness she would have
been beautiful. After she had taken her
seat she glared at the little machine at
tached to the seat in front ot her, in which
is held a pair of opera glasses, that may be
secured for use by the agency of a 25-cent
piece dropped into the slot. After consid
erable trouble with her pocket the fierce girl
managed to fish out her purse, and by paw
ing around in it for a moment, found a quar
ter which she extended toward the machine.
The thing failed to work, the girl waiting in
vain for the front of it to fall open. For a
few seconds she stared at it, and then ex
claimed in a voice andible for many feet
around: "The darned thing sticks."
Then she began to pull at it, talking aloud
and finally losing her patience completely.
"Well, I'll have the glass," she said
angrily, "or I'll have the money back.
Come here, usher," this latter to' a mild
looking youth who was showing some ladies
to their seats. The usher approached and
quailed visibly before the fire of the angry
girl's eyes.
'I dropped a quarter in that machine and
it doesn't open," said the girl. "Now,
you 11 open it or give me Dace zo cents.
THE COIN IN HEE DEESS.
The usher pulled at 'the box and shook
his head when it failed to respond. Then
followed a remarkable scene. The usher
was in despair when the girl, after a terri
ble tirade, sprang from her chair with the
declaration that she would speak to the
manager and have her rights. As she
stepped into the 'aisle a bright silver piece
rolled from her dress to the floor. The
usher stooped and picked it up.
"Isn't this your quarter, lady." he asked.
holding it out to her.
The stormy expression faded somewhat
from the girl's face as she took the money.
"It's probably mine," she said, "but It ig
not the one that I put in the box."
"Suppose vou try and pee," suggested the
usher. "If ft goes in ygu can be sure there
is no other money in there."
The girl scoffed at the idea that she had I
not put any money in the box before, but to
prove it conclusively she tried the machine
again. The coin fell in, and instantly the
glass was at her disposal. " "Stupid boxes
these are, anyway," snapped she. "The
money probably went right through it the
other time."
Here was a New York girl that only a pa
tient and determined man could safely
marry.
A KNIGHT OP THE GARTER.
In a Turkish bath, where ladies' hours are
observed, there is often considerable con
fnsion and hurry when they are dressing to
get out of the way of the men who are wait
ing outside. A girl who ttfok her own
sweet time in getting dressed, found that it
was the hour for the horrid creatures to enter
and take possession ol the baths. In des-
Eeration.she threw on her clothes and
astened forth, discovering when outside,
that she had left one of her garters behind
her. It was too late to go back for it. So,
with a sigh for the lost treasure, she hurried
to the house of a friend and made fast her
stocking.
Now lor the sequel. The man who had
the room which the girl had just lett saw
something shining ou the floor at his feet.
He stooped and picked up a beautiful silk
garter with frosted gold clasps. He drew a
long breath as he looked at the dainty liga
ture, and vowed to himself that he'wouLd
find the owner or die in the attempt. Nay,
further, he registered a vow that if she
proved pretty and fascinating he would
marry her. That night he advertised the
garter and next day he got an answer. The
identity of the garter being established, the
man called on the young woman, found her
all his fancy dreamed, made desperate love
to her, and so they were married. One of
his presents to his young wife was a beauti-
lul pair ot garters.
A QUEER HOUSEHOLD.
In a great honse standing on a Fifth ave
nue corner live two old ladies, four servants
and a black poodle dog. It is one ol the
queerest households iu New York. If
burglars "cracked" the place one of these
dark nights they would get little besides
some good old plate from the sideboard and
some small change out ot the dress pockets
of the women. But either one of the little
gray creatures that glides through those
shadowy rooms could, if necessity de
manded, draw her check for an even mil
lion. Why is it that these old ladies live in se
clusion and are not included in the fashion
able entertainments of the social world?
Well, it is simply because it is their choice
to be otherwise. Their records are clean,
and their origin worthy. But I have heard
a little romantic gossip that throws a tender
light over the meek picture that the silent
sisters form together, and perhaps it ex
plains their preference tor the solitude in
which they so persistently exist.
A LOVER ONCE.
Forty years ago the older of the two was a
fair young woman with a handsome lover.
It was known then that she was to be an
heiress, and though the young man who had
von her .heart was poor he was of excellent
birth and breeding and the match was
thought a good one. One night there was a
dance in progress at a house up the Hudson,
and the lovers were in attendance. It was
summer time, and the sisters had gone out
for a walk in the grounds between the
dances. Passing just outside a summer
house they were compelled to listen to the
following conversation:
"Well, you may find justification for
yourself in the step you nre about to take,
but it would not be possible for me to marry
a girl that I did not love."
"That's very good," said a voice that the
listening girls instantly recognized; "but I
have outgrown all that sort of thing. I
love the younger girl, but it is the older
who will inherit the bulk of
THE OLD MAN'S MONET,
so it is the old girl that I will marry. Be
side, I shall always have the younger one
in the house to amuse myself with."
The two sisters put their arms about each
other and wept together. Then they walked
back to the house without speaking. So
ciety was astonished a few days later to
hear that the engagement between the lovers
was at an end. For many years the sisters
lived in Europe, and then, upon the death
of their father, returned to live in the old
home on Fifth avenue.
And there they now remain, both over
60 years of age and content in their own so
ciety. They do not leave the house once in
a month, and when they do it is to walk
quietly together in some secluded thorough
fare. The only sign of life about the house
is the little black poodle who is usually
gamboling over the lawn that surrounds the
Handsome residence. Clara Belle.
BEN BDTLER'S BAD EIELID.
The
CnrlcumrUu No Longer TJavo
the
Famous Feature to Tlctare.
Ben Butler is 71 years old. All his life
until recently he was troubled with a droop
ing eyelid. In late years the lid fell lower
Ben Sutler, Before Taking.
and lower until an operation became
necessary. The surgeon operated at tho
General's home, in Lowell, February 17,
and now the lid droops no more than that of
his other eye. But the caricaturists will not
give him up, forjhis features are still dis
tinctive. It is said General Butler is the
best known man in America, and he has the
caricaturists largely to thank for it. And
he never blamed them, indeed in secret he
enjoyed looking at their pictures of him.
Ben Butler still carries a rose in his
buttouhole, and this rose was one of the re
mains of his romance. His wife was an
actress, and she was playing "As You Lifee
It" when General Butler saw her and fell
in love with her. He married her, and rhe
made him an excellent wife. She was the
mother of his two sons and one daughter.
and was highly esteemed by all. She was
Ben Butler, After Taking.
especially fond of flowers, and she pinned a
rose on her husband's coat every morning an
he came down to breakfast. Since her
death General Butler has kept up the cus
tom, and this is the reaton why he is seldom
seen, without his boutonniere.
Without a drawbaek is Salvation Oil.
the greatest cure oa earth for pain. Price
23c,
IKE AND HIS MOTHER.
Mrs. Partington Isn't a Great Success
in the Witness Stand.
HER ENCODNTER WITH AH ELDER.
lie
Wonderful Ihings Her Sailor
Brought From Over tbe Seas.
Boy
HIS EXPERIENCE WITH CANNIBALS
rWBITTEN FOB THE DISPATCH
The case in which Mrs. Partington was
called to appear as a witness, came up be
fore a full bench of one, and she attended,
with much trepidation, for five days before
being called to testify. There were no gowns
nor wigs here, but the Judge wore a com
mon dress and the attorneys followed suit.
At last the case was called and Mrs. Part
ington took the stand.
"Are you the relict of Paul Partington?"
was the first question.
" Well, I never was called a relic before,"
she replied; "and am hardly a fit obstacle to
be put among brick-a-bats, but I am his
widow."
"All tbe same, ma'am; and do you re
member anything of a note given by your
late husband to Timothy Diggs, October 5,
1847, for a strip of land adjoining the Part
ington estate at Beanville?"
"Oh, yes, several ot them. Note3 were
going on, pro and con, between them all the
time. First Panl wrote and then Diggs;
then Diggs wrote and Paul responded; then
Paul wrote and Diggs wrote back, and they
kept on until the postage stamps gave out.
There never was such an alliteration, I do
believe."
"I mean a note of hand."
"Ob, ye;, his notes were all off hand, and
very eligible."
"Did you ever know of Paul Partington's
Talking With the Elder.
giving his note to Timothy Diggs for 549 17
lor the purpose previously named ?"
"'Yes, he certainly did, and when Diggs
afterwards threatened him with a quiet
claim, he was so indigent with rage that he
extenuated the note two pages."
'That is, he paid one note by giving
another?"
TnEY HAD IT OUT.
"Well, I don't know that there was any
pay about it, because Paul and Diggs had it
out between themselves, and Panl had a
black eye for weeks. Diggs died some time
afterward by an accident to his jocular vein,
but Paul had no benefit from it."
"Then the note was never paid?"
"Perhaps it was, and perhaps it wasn't;
I have an indiscriminate memory on that
point."
"Do you remember seeing the notes?"
"Yes I read them all at the time, and
when Diggs, in one, threatened to pull
Pant's alkaline nose"
"I mean the note of hand this note,"
handing her a document signed "P. Parting
ton." "Why, bless your soull this never was
Paul's gergraphy. It is his brother Peter's
writing, who died of a surface after a bank
rupt dinner given by the new railroad cor
ruption." This caused a dilemma, and the learned
counsel, after consulting with the Judge,
stating that there was no more money to be
got out of the case, the matter "was taken
from the docket, and Mrs. Partington was
allowed to retire.
The great law case having thus received
a settler, Mrs. Partington removed to the
old homestead, where she was to spend tbe
rest of her days. The Nip and Tuck Bail
road had revived, and was threatening ere
long to pay dividends, and her healthful
status was entirely restored.
,"Here," said she to Elder Jones, her
neighbor, " saall remain till my subsist
ence is ended and I am called to expiate in
that land where the worm dieth not, and
the fire is not quenched, and while I live I
am going to be as happy as I can and make
others so to the extenuation of my percepti
bilities." "Will you join onr church?" asked the
elder.
HEE IDEAS ON RELIGION.
"Well I think not," she replied, "I want
to be oncombative and remain nuisance as
far as possible among my neighbors all ex
ceptionable people and heaven only Knows
which is right, I do not dare to cininate be
tween 'em."
"Then you are not evangelical 1" he said.
"Far from being angelical," she replied,
Trouble for the Cat.
"but very human, and my religion is well
being and well doing, which, I believe God
likes better that confusion of faith. If we
practiced more religion and preached less
about it, it would be better for all of us. By
the way, that butter you sold me as crema
tory was very rancorous."
The Elder was confused but offered no
reparation, and went out, sorry she would
not join his church, remembering the rumor
pnblished in the city paper that she was
very rich. She was religious in her nature
and attended all the meetings held in the
place that which Elder Jones belonged to
frequently and the heard him exhort, as
she thought for her benefit, all to come to
the place where prayerwas wont to be made.
She heard him thus after his call upon her.
"Well," said she, "he speaks truly about
the place where prayer is wont to be made,
for it is wanted here as much as at anyplace
I know, with that bad butter charged in
heaven against him."
The Partington mansion teas near the
highway between Eiverport and the interior,
and Mrs. Partington was greatly visited by
callers, making inquiries and asking favors,
until it became annoying, especially on Sun
days, when she wished for quiet. One Sun
day, just as she was indulging in an after
dinner nap, there came a thundering rap at
the screen, door. Mrs. Partington jumped
from her repose, and stepping on the cat, at
tended to tho summons.
HER SUNDAY CALLEBS.
"Madam," said a young, good-looking
person, the spokesman for two others, "have
you a glass of cold water at hand that yon
can give u mug of cider? for we are so
hungry that we don't know where to sleep
to-night."
She did not detect the chestnut, and re
plied: "There is the well," pointing to the
old curll with the well-sweep towering
above it, "yon can leviate your thirst there
and welcome."
"But, my dear madam," said the re
quester, "we are told by high authority to
let well enough alone. Have you auv
cider?" .
"None for you, sir," said she, "I don't
entertain strangers."
"You should remember," said he, "that
They Jttighl be Angels.
Abraham entertained strangers who proved
to be angels."
"Yes," she replied, "but angels do not go
round nowadays, begging cider on Sunday
afternoons."
The logic was unanswerable and Mrs.
Partington closed the door, while the
young men went down and took a cool
drink from the old oaken bucket that hung
in the well.
Ike had grown to man's estate during the
intervening year, and become first officer of
the Storm Petrel, Captain Pelton, the
Seven Pollies having become too old for
service, about which the name of Mrs. Part
ington, her former passenger, so strangely
clung, that her timbers were sawed up into
canes by the dame's admirers. Some one
wrote a charming poem tributary to the
first beginning.
You may break, yon may shatter
Her ribs it you will,
But the Partington fragrance
Will cling to them still.
IKE'S NOVEL GIFTS.
He made longer voyages, and when he re
turned to the old homestead all the girls de
clared he was a "red Satan;" but Mrs. Part
ington held him under her dominion as of
old, which he obeyed abont as much as he
ever did. He was only the boy Ike to her,
as he always would be. The old house was
a museum of presents he had brought her
from time to time pagodas, temples, carved
elephants and pagan cities, with a drawer
full of silk dresses and satin curtains.
"And are snch things really worshiped ?"
she asked, as Ike put a hideous figure of an
idol npon her center-table.
"Certainly," he replied, "and more than
that. When I was in Bingpou, I came
across a big black idol that winked at me;
and when I looked a little down, I saw that
it was our old cook on the Seven Pollies,
whom you remember. He was sitting cross
legged on a post ten feet high, and seemed
to enjoy it."
"How preposterous!" said Mrs. Parting
ton; "why don't the missionaries stop it?"
"Because," said Ike, "they haven't got
money enough. They are only working for
their board, lack means."
"Did they try to apostrophize you?" she
asked.
'I guess you'd better think so. In one
place that I visited, where they friccasee a
Hindoo baby before their altars every morn
ing, one of the priests chased me for three
miles, with a spit, to serve me up as a
roast."
IKE AND THE CANNIBALS.
"To make a sacrament of you!" screamed
Mrs. Partington with horror.
"Yes," said Ike, and the only way I
escaped was to fall down and let him tumble
Ike'i Marvelous Escape.
over me, when I took the long spit he held
and stuck him to a tree, where he hung like
a beetle impaled with a pin."
"Dear me," said Mrs. Partington, "what
a predication to be placed in 1"
" 'Twas worse for him," said Ike, with a
grin..
"And didn't you feel any compuncture ?"
the dame asked.
"Yes, I was real sorry," said he, "sorry
there wasn't a dozen of 'em. But you bet I
punctured him."
"What an effectual missionary you would
make, dear," she said, smiling.
Thus the time wore along, Mrs. Parting
ton growing older every day she lived, Ike
swinging round the cirole over the sea, Cap
tain Pelton visiting the homestead every
voyage; quietude prevailed on every hand,
the Nip and Tuck Kiilroad grew prosper
ous, and Mrs. Partington's two shares stood
at a premium at the Broker's Board.
B. P. SlIILLABEB.
A FAIK GLOBE CIKCLEE.
Mli Zioland Traveled nil Alono nnd Wns
Inialted but Once.
Mis3 Lillian Lcland, a handsome young
woman of 25, had an opportunity to go from
New York to San Francisco by sea. The
voyage sharpened her appetite for travel,
and she continued her journeying till she
accomplished 60,000 miles, without an escort
or acquaintance on the road; explored the
pyramids of Egypt, fearless ot Arabs and
swarming beggars and robbers. She went
around the world and made extensive ex
plorations in the interior of Jipan. She
"did" Norway, Constantinople and the
Holy Land.
Iu a journey which lasted a year and a
half never but once was she subjected to an
noyance or insult. That, of course, yon will
say, happened in some of the heathen Ori
ental countries, where woman is treated as a
slave and regarded as an inferior being.
But no. it was not. It was in the civilized.
Christian city of Paris. Miss Leland pre
served her temper and self control under all
cirenmstances, and thus kept out of troubles
into which an excitable woman would have
run her head at every step. It is regarded
as something remarkable that a pretty
girl should thns be able to circumnavigate
the globe in safety alone. But why
shouldn't it be? '
WAITING ON CAST IfiON.
A Simple Method That 1 Novel and May bo
Mndo of Practical TJse.
Boston Herald, j
Mr. John Farrar, foreman of the G. W.
& F. Smith Iron Company, of Boston, has
sent to the Herald three small cast iron
plates, one ot which is 3U by 5 inches on
which is cut in sunken letters etched
the Lord's prayer in bold handwrit
ing, and the other two, each 5 by 6
inches, containing outline drawings
one with three sketches a pig in an fnI
closure, swans on water, and a deer with
pyramids In the distance, and the 'other
plate contained an outline drawin" of a
horse. "
..,SufeJrinB t0 these Blates JIr- Earrarsaid:
"What you see on them is done with a com
mon steel pen on a piece of thin paper. The
paper, when" prepared, is pinned into a sand
mold, iron is ponred intn , mi .ri
the writing la transferred to the casting.",
AN ACTKESS' ADTICE.
Emma Y. Sheridan Drops Some Val
uable flints to tbe Ladies.
THE CflARH OF SELF-POSSESSION.
Always Let the Eje3 Speak First, the Face
Next, and Then the Lip3.
THE TOICE
SAYS M0EE
THAN W0BD3
tWnlTTEX VOB THE DISPATCH. !
An actress is supposed to be more or less
a mistress of attractiveness, and if she is
it is because she is more or less mistress of
herself. She has accomplished that self
consciousness which means ease, and not
awkwardness. Men complain that they
find the average society girl either "always
in a flutter" or "deuced stiff and stupid."
Sheis all smiles and all movement, all "oh
dears," and "oh don'ts," or she has nothing
at all to say, she smiles only with her lips
and then seems to disappove of it, and she
has only one nose a straight one.
Now both of these girls want to secure
the repose that attends presence of mind
and relaxation of mnscle. Does that
sound complicated? Let gravitation take
care of your hands except when you
are using them, remember that gesture is
not mere movement but should say what the
words that follow repeat. Bemember that
a woman's eyes are not given her only to
see with. Let your eyes speak first; a
movement of the hand, a change of face say
the same thing more fully and finally; let
the words come gently and in a tone which
shall suit their import. What you say
means something then, and was waited for,
too, I warrant you, with interest more or
less breathless as the situation was more or
less important. There is another trick to
hold a position in absolute quiet till what is
said, or what you yourself say, requires a
movement. Cut off all your little oh's and
all's, let your eyes follow the story your
escort is telling it may be awfully stupid
and it will be easier to Jet your eyes and
face reflect his varying expressions of in
terest than to pretend further and follow his
with exclamations which are bound to seem
insincere or overdone.
MAKING A PLUNGE AT A MAN.
That's a big secret never try to do too
much. The girl who makes a sort of
plunge at a man, saying 'Oh, Mr. Jones,
how glad I am to see you oh, dear, do sit
down, oh my. how are you?" with accom
panying flutter and laugh and fuss, does not
make half the impression accomplished by
the girl whose eyes light up till her lips
catch the sound of welcome, and whose
hand goes out before she says just "Mr.
Jones"iin a voice that means something a
voice that says whether she is glad, very,
very glad, or not glad at all. Only a little
more is enough to suggest that he should sit
down.
The average American girl does not know
how to move unless she moves all over at
once. Go and study Bernhardt or Mod
jeska. Seehowthe eye catches the thought,
the head lifts, the pose in some subtle way
alters and the hands in gesture say what not
till then the lips utter. All of this may be
gone through with in a thought's space, but
it is done, and the result is an impression of
grace, sincerity and lack of self-consciousness.
There is nothing more graceful tnan
the bend of a woman's head on a well-poised
neck. Do that bend no need to move the
rest of you.
LETTING THE EYES SPEAK FIBST.
If you get into the habit of always letting
your eve3 attend to a thingfirst,you will avoid
lota of embarrassing situations. Suppose
vou have been discussing Miss Belleville's
iiair, and have committed the indiscretion
of calling it red, when a voice sounds close
at yonr side, which to your horror von
think you recognize as Mis3 Belleville's
voice why give a convulsive start, a con
fnsed snicker, and a compromising gurgle
of half formed explanation or deprecation?
You will be wiser and safer, and more grace
ful, too, if you just turn your eyes to see if
it is Miss Belleville. If it is." your com
plete repose may make her think she didn't
hear aright, in case she did hear, and will
not arouse her suspicions in case she didn't
hear.
If Mr. So and So spills a half-melted ice
all over your gown, your habit of looking
first will save you from the exclamation ot
rage and despair which would make Mr. So
and So feel worse than he does feel, and will
enable'you to smile gently and say, "It
does not matter," in a tone of voice which
shall not belie the words.
If you have a piece of startling news
sprung upon you, your habit of keeping
still till yon have looked, may save yon
from the betrayal of interest that you wish
to conceal, or from a remark which you af
terward greatly regret.
A CUTTING LOOK.
A rebuke given by a sudden droop of the
lids and leveling of the brows is quite as
telling, less bother, and more easily admin
istered than a "cutting remark." You can
wither the person in that way without call
ing other people's attention to the fault or
to your displeasure.
It all resolves itself into self-possession
andinvariable presence of mind. Self-possession
means more than mere mental con
trol it means complete muscular subjec
tion. If in your course across the room you
are suddenly brought to a halt by having
your train stepped on, your halt should be
prompt enough to prevent the gown's being;
torn and the offender being worse embar
rassed than is necessary. If yon tnra and
come in contact with an unexpected stool,
you should not fall over it. If three or four
people present themselves simultaneously,
and in an unexpected crowd, for recogni
tion, only control of your poise will sava
you from awkwardness, and this control you
should secure.
POWER OF IDE VOICE.
I have said very little of the voice. Tha
less said of the average girl's voice the bet
ter. Again, go and study Modjeska Bern
hardt, too, if you understand French.
Learn that it is not what j ou say, but the
tone in which you say it, that conveys an
idea. A gabble of words all fumbled off in a
strained, insincere voice, with intervals of
gasps and detached giggles, may suffice to
break up the silence, but it won't convey
what one word in a voice that means some
thing will. I remember a man once sayinir
to me: "That girl ! she's a witch 1 she can
make the most commonplace remark, and
her steady eyes and hearty voice will make
a man forget the words and wonder what
she means." The girl was actress.
The voice should be clear, low, and full of
changeful modulations; not the tiresome ups
and downs of affectation, but the modifying
of tone to suit the thought the voice color
ing of words the suggestion in sound of all
that the mere word cannot convey. Think of
the advantage of elating Bertie by just tha
sonnd ot the goodby you say, and sending
Mr. Courtley off with a fixed determination
to come back at the first opportunity by tha
same two words, spoken a little differently,
of course. Emma "V. Sheeidan.
BROWNING'S ANCESTORS.
The Poet Descended From an Anslo-Saxon
Chieftain Named Benn.
The controversy which has excited so
much interest since the death of Bobert
Browning, as to whether he was descended
from Hebrew ancestors, ha3 been settled in
the negative. Dr. Frederic Furnivall, the
president of the new Shakespeare Society
and founder of the Browning and Shelly
Societies, of London, has been making re
searches into the poet's ancestry, and says
that he is directly descended from an Anglo
Saxon chieftain named Benn. The family
for centuries consisted of yeomen, and
Bobert Browning' grandfather was aa inn
keeping,
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