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perceived to be a foreigner, and W proved
in Tact to be an Italian acquainted with no
English word bnt my name, which he lit
tered in a way that made it seem to include
all others. I had not then Tisited his coun
try, nor was I proficient in hi tongue; but
as he was not so poorly constituted what
Italian is? as to depend upon that alone"
for expression, he conveyed to me, in
familiar but graceful mimicry, that he was
In search of exaetly the employment in
which the lady be fore me was- engaged. 1
was not struck with'him at first, and while
I continued to draw I emitted vague souDds
of discouragement and dismissal. He stood
his ground, however, not importunately,
but with a dumb, dog-like fidelity in his
eyes which amounted to innocent impu
dence the manner of a devoted servant (he
might have been in the house for years),
unjustly suspected. Suddenly I saw that
this very attitude and expression made a
picture, whereupon I told him to sit down
and wait till I should be free. There was
another picture in the way he obeyed me,
and I observed as I worked that there were
others still in the way he looked wonder
jngly, with his head thrown back, about the
high studio. He miglit have been crossing
himself in St. Peter's. Before I finished I
said to myself: "The fellow's a bankrupt
orangemonger, but he's a treasure."
"When Mrs. Monarch withdrew he passed
across the room like a flash to open the door
lor her, standing there with the rapt, pure
gaze of the young Dante spellbound by the
young Beatrice. As I never insisted, in such
situations, on the blankness ot the British
domestic. I reflected that he had the making
of a servant (and I needed one, but couldn't
pax him to be only that), as well as a model;
in "short I made up my mind to adopt my in
sinuating visitor if he would agree to offici
ate in the double capacity. He jumped at
my offer, and in the event my rashness (for
Young Daiite Spellbound by tier.
I had known nothing about him) was not
brought home to me. He proved a sym
pathetic though a desultory mihistrant, and
had in a wonderlul degree "the sentiment de
la pose. It was uncultivated, instinctive;
a cart of the happy instinct which had
guided him to my door and helped him to
Fpell out my name on the card nailed to it.
He had had no other introduction to me
than a guess, from the shape of my high
north window, seen outside, that my place
iva a studio, and that as a studio it would
contain an artist. He had wandered to
England in search of fortune, like other
itinerants, and had embarked, with a part
ner and a small green hand cart, on the
sale of penny ices. The ices had melted
away and the partner had dissolved in the
train. My young man wore tight yellow
trousers with reddish stripes, and his" name
wa Oronte. He was sallow but fair, and
when I put him into some old clothes of my
own he looked like an Englishman. He
was as good as Miss Churm, who could
look, when required, like an Italian.
I thoucht Mrs. Monarch's lace slightly
convulsed when, on her coming back with
her husband, she found Oronte installed. It
was strange to have to recognize in a little
Neapolitan cad a competitor to her magnifi
cent Major. It was she who scented danger
first, for the Major was nnecdotically un
conscious. But Oronte ga e us ten, with a
hundred eager confusions (he had never seen
such a queer process), and I think she
thought better ol me lor having at last an
"establishment." They saw a couple of
drawings mat l nad made ot the establish
ment, and Mrs. Monarch hinted that it
never would have struck her that he had sat
lor them. "Now, the drawings you made
from u, thev look exactly like us," she re
minded me, smiling in triumph; and I rec
ognized that this was indeed just their de
fect. "When I drew the Monarchs I couldn't,
somehow, cot away lrom them jet into the
character I wanted to represent; and I had
not the least desire my model should be dis
coverable in my picture. Miss Churm never
"was, and Mrs. Monarch thought I hid her,
very properly, because she was vulgar;
whereas it she was lost it was only as the
dead who go to Heaven are lost in the gain
of an angel the more.
By this time I had got a certain start with
"Rutland Ramsey," the first novel in the
great -projected series; that is, I had pro
duced a dozen drawings several with the
help or the Major and his wile, and I had
tent them in lor approv.il. 3Iy understand
ing with the publishers, as I have already
hinted, had been that 1 was to be left to do mv
work in tni particular ca-e as I liked, with
the whole book committed to me; but my
connection with the rest of the series was
only contingent. There were moments
when, lrankly, it was a comfort to have the
real thins under one's hand; for there ere
characters in "Rutland Ramsey" that were
Teryinuch like it. There were people pre
sumably as straight as the Major and women
of as good a lashion as Mrs. Monarch.
There was a great deal of country house lite
treated, it is true, in a fine, fanciful,
ironical, generalized way and there was a
considerable implication" of knickerbockers
and kilts. There wire certain things I had
to settle at the outlet; such things, for ln
ttance, as the exact appearance of the hero,
the particular bloom of the heroine. The
author, of course, gave me a lead, but there
was a margin for interpretation. I took
the Mouaichs into my confidence, I told
them frankly what I" was about, I men
tioned in) embarras?ments and alternatives.
"Oh, take himl" Mrs. Monarch murmured
Eweetly, looking at her husband, and "What
could ou want better than my wife?" the
Major irquired.with the comlortable candor
that now prevailed between us.
I was not obliged to answerthese remarks,
I wa only obliged to place ray sitters. I
was not tasy in mind, and I postponed, a
little timidfr perhaps, the solution of the
question. The book was a large cum as, the
other figures were numerous, and I worked
off at first some of the episodes in which
the hero and heroine were not concerned.
"When once 1 had set them Up I Should have
to stick to them I couldn't make my young
mail T feet high in one place and S leet 9 m
another. I inclined on the whole to the
latter measurement, though the Major
more than once reminded me that he looked
about as joung as any one. It was indeed
quite possible to arrange him for the figure
to thpt it would have been dlfiicult to" de
tect his age. Alter my young friend Or
onte had been with me a month, and after.
I had given him to understand several diff
erent times that his Sazzarone habits would
presently constitute an insurmountable bar
rier to our further intercourse, I waked to
to a sense ol his heroic capacity. He was
only 5 feet 7, but the other inches could be
luauaged. I tried liim almost eCretly at
first, for I was really rather afraid ot the
judgment my other models would pass on
ucli a choice. If the) regarded Miss Churm
ns little better than a snare, what would
thev think ol the representation by a per
aon'so little the real thing as an Italian
street vender, ot a protagonist formed by a
public school?
II I went a little in fear of them It was
not because tbey bullied me, because they
had got an oppressive foothold, hut because,
in 1'ieir really pathetic decorum and mys
teriously maintained newness, they counted
m me so intensely. I was therefore very
glnu when Jack Hawley came home; he was
alwavs ot such good counsel. He painted
badlv himself, but there was.no one like
liim "for putting his finger on the place. He
had been absent frohi England lor a year;
he had been somewhere I dbn't remember
where to get a fresh eye. I was in a good
deal of dread of any such organ, but we
were old friends; he had been away for
months and a seneeof emptiness was creep-
c-HJ ppJ'-
ing-into my lif- I hada'fc winced for
year.
Ttnraimirbakvrith a fresh, eve. bat with
the same old black velvet jacket, and the
first evening we spent in roy studio wo
smoked cigarettes till the small hours. He
had done so work himself, be had only got
the eye; so the field was clear for the produc
tion of my' own things. He wanted to sea
what I had'done for the CJteaptiSe, but he
was unable to recognize that I had gone
much further. That at least seemed the
meaning of two or three comprehensive
groans which, as he lounged on mv big
divan, on a folded leg, looking at mv latest
drawings, issued from his lips with the
smoke of his cigarette. "
"What's the matter with you?" I asked.
"What's the matter with you?"
"Nothing, save that I'm mystified. "
"You are, indeed. You're quite off the
hince. "What's the meaning of this new
fad?" and he tossed me, with visible irrever
ence, a drawing in which I happened to
have depicted both my majestic models. I
asked if he did'nt think it good, and he re
plied that it struck him as execrable,
given the sort of thin? I had always repre
sented myself to him as wishing to arrive
at; but I let that pass, I was so anxious to
see exactlv what he meant The two
figures in the picture looked colossal, but I
supposed this was not what he meant, inas
much as, for aught he knew to the contrary,
I maintained that I was working exactly in
the same way as when he last had
done me the honor to com
mend me. "Well, there's a muddle some
where," he answered; "wait a bit and I'll
make it out." I depended, upon him to do
so. "Where else was the fresh eye? But he
produced at last nothing more luminous
than "I don't know; I don't lite your
tvDes." This was lame, for a critic who had
never consented to discuss with me anything
but the question of execution, the direction
of stroke and the mystery of values.
"In the drawings you've been looking at
I think mv types are very handsome."
"Oh, thev won't do."
"I've had a couple of new models."
"I see you have. They won't do."
"Are you very sure of that?"
"Absolutely." They're stupid."
"You mean I am for I ought to get
around that."
"You can't with such people, "Who are
they?"
I told him, as far as was necessary, and
he declared, heartlessly; "Ce sont des gens
qu'il faut mettre a la porte."
lou ve never seen tnem; tneyreaw
fnllvgood," I compassionately objected.
"Not seen them? "Why, all this recent
work of yours drops to pieces with them.
It's all I want to see of them."
"No one else has said anything against it;
the Cheapside people are pleased."
"Everyone else is an ass, and.the Cfteapside
people the biggest asses of all. Come, don't
pretend at this time of day to have pretty
illusions about the public, especially about
publishers and editors. It's not tor such
animals you work-it's for those who know.
Keep straight for them; keep straight for
me, if you can't keep straight for yourself.
There's a certain sort of thing yputried for
from the first and a very good thine it is.
But this twaddle isn't in it." "When I
talked with Hawley, later, about "Rutland
.Kamsay, and its possible successors, be de
clared that I must get back into my boat
again or I would go to the bottom. His
voice, in short, was the voice of warning.
I noted the warning, but I didn't turn my
friends out of doors. They bored me a good
deal, but the very fact that thev bored me
admonished me not to sacrifice them if
there was anything to be done with them
simply to irritation. As I look back at
this phase they seem to me to have pervaded
my life not a little. I have a vision of
them as most ot the time in my studio,
seated against the wall, on an old velvet
bench, to be out of the way,and looking like
a pair of patient courtiers in a royal ante
chamber. I am convinced that during
the coldest weeks of the winter they
held their ground because it saved them
fire. Their newness was losing its gloss,
and it was impossible not to feel that they
were objects ot charity. Whenever Miss
Churm arrived they went away, and after I
was iairly launched in "Rutland Ramsay"
Miss Churm arrived pretty oiten. They
managed to express to me, tacitly, that they
supposed I wanted her for the low lite
of the book; and I let them suppose it, since
they had attempted to study the work it
was lying about the studio without
discovering that it dealt only with the
highest circles. They had dipped into the
most brilliant of our novelists without de
ciphering many passages. I still took an
hour lrom them, now and again, in spite of
Jack Hawley's warning; it would be time
enough to dismiss them, if dismissal should
be necessary, when the rigor of the season
was over. Hawley had made their acquaint
ance he had met them at my fireside and
thought them a blighted apparition. Learn
ing that he was a painter, they tried to ap
proach him, to show him, too, that they
were the real thing; but he looked at them,
across the big room, as if they were miles
away; they were a compendium of every
thing that"he most objected to in the social
6ysteni ol his country. Such people as that,
all convention and patent leather, with
ejaculations that stopped conversation, had
no business in a studio; a studio was a place
to learn to see, and how could you sec
through a pair ot featherbeds?
The main inconvenience I suffered at
their hands was that, at first, I was shy of
letting them discover that my artful little
servant was Bitting to me for "Rutland
Ramsay." They knew that I had been odd
enough (they were prepared by this time to
allon oddity to artists) to pick a loreign vag
abond out of the streets when I might have
had a person with whiskers and credentials:
but it was some time before they learned
how high I rated his accomplishments.
They lound him sitting to me more
than once, but they never doubted I was
doing him as an Organ grinder. There
were several things they never guessed, and
one ol them was that lor a striking scene in
the novel, in which a footman briefly
figured, it occurred to me to make use ol
Major Monarch as the menial. I kept put
ting this'off, I didn't like to ask him to don
the livery besides the difficulty ot finding
a livery to fit him. At last, one day late in
the winter, when I was at work 'on the
despised Oronte (he caught one's idea -in an
instant), and was in the glow ot feeling that
I was going very straight, thev came in,
the Major and his wife, with their societv
laugh about nothing (there was les and
less to laugh at) like country call
ersthey always reminded me Ot that
u ho have walked across after chutchand
are presently persuaded to stay for.luuch
eon. Luncheon was over, but they 'could
stay to tea I knew ther Wanted it. The
fit was on me, how ever, and I couldn't let
my ardor cool and my work wait, with the
lading daylight, while my model prepared
it. So I asked Mrs. Moiiarch it she would
mind laying it out a request which, for
un instant, brought all the blood to her
lace. Her yes were on her hus
baud's lor a second, and some mute
telegraphy passed between them. Their
folly was over the next instant: his cheerful
shrewdness put an end toil. Bo iar from
pit vine their wounded pride. I must add. T '
was moved to give it as complete a lesson
- . . ! s. . . ;
as I could. They bustled about together
and got out the cups and saucers and made
the kettle boiL 1 know they felt as if they
were n siting On my servant, "and when the
tea was prepared I'eaid: "He'll have a cup,
please he's tired." -Mrs. Monarch brohght
him one where he stood, and he took it
lrom her as if he had been a gentleman at a
party, squeezing a crush hat with an el
bow. Then it came over me that she bad made a
great effort for me made it with a kind of
nobleness and that lowed her a compensa
tion. Each time I saw her after this I won
dered what the compensation could be. I
couldn't go on doing the. wrong thing to
oblige them. Oh, it was the wrong thing,
the stamp of the work for which they sat
Hawley was not the only person to say it
now. I sent in a large number of the draw
ings I had made for "Rutland Ramsay,"
and I received a warning that was more to
the point than Hawley's. The artistic ad
viser ot the house for which I was working
was of opinion that many of my Illustra
tions were not what had been
looked Tor. Most of these illustra ions
were the subjects id which the Monarchs
had figured, Without going into the ques
tion ot what bad been looked tor, I saw at
THE
this rate I shouldn't get the other books to
do. I hurled myself ia despair upon Mitt
Churm, and I put her through all her paces.
I not only adopted Oronte publioly as my
hero, but cue morning whan the Major
looked in toseeif I didn't require him to
finish a figure for the CTuoptidt for
which be had begun to sit the week before,
I told him that I had changed my mind I
would do the drawing from my man. At
this my visitor turned pale and stood look
ing at me. "Is he your idea of an English
gentleman?" he asked.
I was disappointed, I was nervous, X
wanted to get on with my work; so X, re
plied, with irritation: "Ob, my dear Ma
jor I can't be ruined for you!"
He stood another moment: then, without
a word, he quitted the studio. I dipw a
long breath when he was gone, for X said to
mvself that I. shouldn't see him again. I
had not told him definitely that I was in
danger of having my work rejected, but I
was vexed at his not having felt the catas
trophe in the air, read with me the moral of
our fruitless collaboration, the lesson that, .
in the deceptive atmosphere of art, even
the highest respectability may fail of .be
ing plastic.
I didn't owe my friends money, but I did
see them again. They reappeared together
three days later, and under the circum
stances there was something tragio in the
tact It was a proof to me that they could
find aothing else in life to do. They had
thrashed the matter ont in a dismal confer
ence they bad digested the bad news that
they were not in for the series. If they
were not useful to me even for the CheaptuU
their function seemed difficult to determine,
and I could only judge at first that they
had come, forgivinglv, decorously, to take a
last leave. This made me rejoice in secret
that I had little leisure for a scene: for
I had placed both my other models in posi- ,
tion together, and i was pegging awav at a
drawing from which I hoped to derive
glory, it had been suggested by the pas
sage in which Rutland Ramsay, drawing up
a chair to Artemisia's piano stool, says
memorable things to ber while she ostensi
bly fingers ou. a difficult piece of music. I
had done Miss Churm at the piano before
it was an attitude in which she knew how
to take on an absolutely poetic grace. I
wished the two figures to "compose" to
gether intensely, and my little Italian had
entered perfectly, into my conception. The
Eair were, therefore, before me, the piano
ad been pulled out; it was a charming
picture ot blended youth and murmured
love, which I had onlr to catch and keep.
My visitors stood and looked at it, and I
said friendly things to them over my
shoulder.
They made no response, but I was used to
silent companv and went on with my work,
only a little disconcerted (even though ex
hilarated with the sense that this was at
least the ideal thing), at not having got rid
of them after all. Presently I heard Mrsl
Monarch's sweet voice beside, or rather
above me. "I wish her hair was a little
better done." I looked up and she was star
ing with a strange fixedness at Miss Churm,
whose back was turned to her. "Bo you
mind my just touching It?" she went on
a question which made me spring up
for an instant, as with the instinc
tive fear that she might do the young
lady a harm. But she quieted me with
a glance I shall never forget I confess I
should like to have been able to draw that
and went for a moment to my model. She
spoke to her softly, laying a Hand upon her
shoulder and bending over her; and as the
girl, understanding, gracefully assented, she
disposed her rough curls, with a few quick
passes, in such a way as to make Miss
Churm's head twice as charming. It was
one of the most heroic personal services I
have ever seen rendered. Then. Mrs,
Monarch turned away, with a low sigh, and
looking about her, as if for something to do,
stooped to the floor, wtth a noble humility,
and picked up a dirty rag that had dropped
out of my paint box.
The Major, meanwhile, had also been
looking tor something to do, and, wander
ing to the other end Of the studio, saw
before him my breakfast things, neglected,
unremoved. "I say, can't I be useful
here?" he called out to me, with an irre
pressible quaver. I assented, with & laugh
that I fear was awkward, and for the next
10 minutes, while I worked, I heard the
light clatter of china and the tinkle of
spoons and glass. Mrs. Monarch assisted
her husband they washed up my crockery
they put it awav. They wandered off
into my little scullery, and I afterward
found that they had cleaned my knives and
that my slender stock of plate had an un
precedented surface. When it came over
me, the latent eloquence of what they
were doing, I confess that my drawing was
blurred for a moment the picture swam.
They had accepted their failure, but they
couldn't accept their fate. They had
bowed their heads in bewilderment
to the perverse and cruel law
in virtue of which the real thing
could be so much less precious than the un
real; but they didn't want to starve. If my
servants were my models, my models might
be my servants. They would reverse the
parts the others would sit for the ladies and
gentlemen and ther would dd the work.
They would still be in the studio it was an
intense dumb appeal to me not to tum them
out. "Take us on," they wanted to say
"we'll do anvthing."
AVhen all this hung before me the afflatus
vanished my pencil dropped from my
haud. My sitting was spoiled, and I got
rid of my sitters, who were also rather
mystified and awestruck. Then, alone with
tb'e Major dud hi wile, I-had a hiost Un
comfortable moment. He put their prayer
into a single sentence: "I say, you know
jUst let us do lor yod, can't you?" I
couldn't It was dreadiul to see them
emptying my slops; but I pretended I
could to oblige them, for about a week.
Then I gave them a sum of money to go
an ay: and I never saw them again. I ob
tained the remaining books, but my friend
Hartley repeats that Major and MA Mon
arch did me a permanent harm got me into
a second-rate trick. It it be true, I am con
tent to hare paid a the price for the
memory.
The Esb.
SKULL OF AN IRISH DEER.
Remalps or Orie of the Giant Beasts Now
Known Only In Tradition.
Some weeks ago, says an Irish cotem
porary, the workmen who are at present
encaged in making the necessary excava
tions on the County Antrim side of the
river for the new deep-iwater branch dock
lor the Harbor Commissioneis found the
greater portion ot the skull of a large
animal, which has been identified Deyond
all doubt by experts as that of .he gigantic
Irish deer (cervus giganleus). It is evi
dently part ol a remarkably fine head, being
equal in size to the largest specimens in the
Kildare Street Museum, Dublin.
This interesting discovery was made in a
stratum ot peat about three feotin thickness,
and at a depth of 24 feet below harbor da
tum that is, 26 leet below ordinary low-
water level in the River Lagan, which is
close br. It lav, therefore, not less than
oi it-et iruui fcue iircseiib natural Bunacc Ol
the ground. This stratum of peat was also
found on the County Down side of therive'r
wheu the Alexandra Graving dock was
being constructed a few years aso. It may'
be ot some interest to note the curious vari
ety ol strata found in these docks. Com
mencing at the bottom there is a boulder
clay, then fine red sand, then gt&v sand,
next the thin layer ot peat in which the
skull n as found, th'eu another thin layer
of gray sand, next a very thick bed of estua
rine clay, in which upward ot 15 varieties
of fossils have been found, then a thin bed
of yellow sand, and.on top of all a bed of
clay and sand of recent formation.
.... u. . .... i . -o
Bow to Fat m i'oar Caffs.
Not one mad in 60 kbows how to put on a
cuff properly, says a haberdasher in the St
Louis Olobe-VanoeraU The swell who but
tons both his cufis on the same sfde thinks
he's perfection, but he isn't. In other
words, the cuff should he buttoned the same
as the wrist band, left toward the left, right
toward the right. Examine yours and
you'll see what I mean. But if you really
want to be proper you must wear link but
tons, as they are the ones that give the
proper shape to the cuffi
PZCTSBim DISPATCH.
BRAZIL'S BIS ,BELS.
Yon Feel Like a Bloated Bond Holder
With Fifty. Cents Worth.
THE HARD .MONEY IS STILL WORSE.
A Few Dollars' Worth of Change- Is All s
Strong Han Can Carry.
HALF CENTS USED TO DEITB NA1X8
ICORBISPOSDXMCX OF THE DISPATCH. 1
RIO DE JankibO, Bkazil, March 15.
As in all countries where heavy duties are
imposed on imported goods, Bio's port
regulations are extremely rigorous and
oiten vexations. All incoming vessels are
required to drop anchor off Port Villegag
non commonly known, as the "Pico" and
there await the coming of the health and
customs officials.
Those gentlemen take their own leisurely
time for it, and their -convenience must be
awaited, however imperative your reasons
for expedition. If the steamer happens to
have arrived near the dinner hour (5 p. M.
is the Brazilian rule for that most import
ant meal), or near the fashionable time for
promenading in the Rua do Ouvidor say
an hour earlier or if a fiesta happens to be
in progress, or one of the political demon
strations so numerous in the new republic,
no attention will be paid to it till some time
next day, and meanwhile no commnhication
whatever is permitted between 'ship and
shore not even so much as a message to
waiting friends or letters to catch an out
going mail.
Pleasures of a Quarantine.
Should quarantine be imposed, as it is
more than likely to be during seasons of
epidemic, though there may not be a case of
sickness on board the vessel is sent away
back to Ilha Grande, 60 miles down the
coast. There is no accounting for quaran
tine regulations, especially in times of
scare. "We experienced their unreasonable
ness to the full a few years ago, when sail
ing among the West Indies. Because our
ship had passed a place where smallpox was
raging though no passengers were taken on
there, and nobody went ashore but the
purser on his regular business we were not
allowed to come within three miles of any
port. Though not a soul on board was ill,
we eould not visit Martinique, Barbadoes,
St Thomas, nor any of the places we had
come so far to see, nor send ashore for the
longed-for home letters waiting in the Con
sul's office, nor dispatch those we had
written during the voyage. Passengers who
must land were compelled to spend IS days
at the quarantine station a pesthouse to
which were consigned the leprous and dis
eased of everv class and all nationalities, in
which the chances were few tor a person
who entered in perfect health to come out
alive at the end of half a month.
Sad Story rf a Pesthouse.
Among our number was a charming
French family, who had been visiting in
Para and were coming to their home at St
Pierre. Of course they were obliged to dis
embark at Martinique; and a mournful pro
cession they made husband, wife, four
children and three servants, being rowed
away to the desert quarantine island in the
enstody of officers, like criminals, headed
by the yacht of the Health Commissioner,
with its significant yellow flag. Though
the family were rich and influential and all
In good health, nothing could save them
simply because '.they happened to take
Jiassage on a steum6rthat had stopped at an
nfected port several hundred miles below
the place where they embarked. A year
later, happening to meet again the captain
of the same steamer on a more fortunate
voyage, I inquired after the quarantined
familv. and learned with sorrow that the
husband and three of the children died of
yellow fever contracted at the pesthouse.
About ten years ago the Brazilian author
ities erected a Costly quarantine Station on
Grand Island f Ilha Grande), and have cot
their money back long ago, from the charges
fixed by law, for their compulsory boarJers.
The rates are as follows: First-class passen
gers must pay 5,000 reis per diem for semi
starvation or villainous food: second class,
2,500 reis; third class, 800 reis; children be
tween 4 and 10 years old, half rates; and be
tween 1 and 4 years, one-third rates.
Charges for Disinfecting Ua;3j;e.
Then all the baggage Is disinfected, the
charges being 1,000 reis per kilogramme-
and the ordinary Saratoga will weigh many
kilogrammes. It is useless to protest that
nothing is the matter with your luggage
and you don't want it disibfected it must
Undergo the process, or be dumped into the
bay, and you must pay for it all the same.
In cases of merelv quarantine "observa
tion, wuicn is usuauv trom zi to 48 hours,
the vessel is required to anchor off Jurn
juba Point; but that is no hardship if one's
business Is not urgent, for the glorfous
view amply compensates for beihg com
pelled to endure sea food and a stuffy state
room awhile longer.
After permission ha been given by the
autocrats of the Custom House for free
practique with the shore, .the mails are first
disembarked) and then the steamer pro
ceeds to the upper anchorage, where the
passengers and their luggage are dis
chaiged. Customs officials are at once put
on board, who remain night and day at
their posts until the steamer is again ready
for sea. All baggage is directly sent td the
Custom -House, uhcre passengers can
claim it at any time between 9 a.m. and 3
p. M. Nothine can be passed on board
without special permission, not even your
handbag or shawlstrap.
How to Preiervo Nrve Tissue.
It is a wise plan to pack the few things
heeded for a day or two into a gripsack and
leave the trunks to their fate until you are
established in a hotel and equal to engag
ing In the customary wiestle at the Cues,
One should remember that passports are re
quired, both on entering add leaving Brazil,
and no steamship company is permitted to
sell a ticket to a foreigner until his pass
port has been properly viseed at the Central
police statiom For this no charge is made,
thoush the passport cott a dollar at the De
partment of State In Washington, and an
other dollar lor the Oath before a notary
that you are not eoraebody else a specimen
ot "red tape" equal to that which compels
needy females who are so fortunate as to se
cure "a $75 clerkship in Uncle Samuel's
Treasury to make oath (and pay 16r the
same) that they have "never borne arms
against the government" Recently Rio's
police authorities have adopted a regulation
requiring a consular vise beiore their own,
and this involves slight expense. There is
also a port regulation which forbids any
communication with vessels in the harbor
alter 8 Pi M. without a special permit.
Therefore, it vou are unacquainted with the
Portuguese language and have gone ashore
merely tor a lobk about town, yott had bet
ter keep an eye on Vour watch and not put
faith in the rosy lights that linger long on
the mountain tops alter the sun has disap
peared unless you want to spend some un
comfortable hours in prison hud require the
services of the United States Consul in the
morning; and meanwhile' the ship may sail
away without you.
tlrlil tp by the boatmen.
Passengers will find no difficulty in find
ing boats to take ihem ashore, for as soon
aS a steamer stops it is surrounded by them
like files around ft molasse3 barrel. The
Rio boatmen 'drive a roaf lag trade at all
seasons, aud it is bne of their humorous
practices' td land tiissehgers for a model-ate
sum and then retiise to take 'them back un
til the" helpless travelers have, in effect,
l.-orifrrrt lit them a' dhattel MnMrr.lOn fit'
all the worldly goods of which they stand
at that moment possessed, "fne" boatmen
have the best Of It every time", btelflg In
league with' one another, especially when
their victims have aeted-as passengers gen-
. SUNDAY, APEIti JO,
erallydo, and stayed on shore until the
very last minute before the ship la to sail.
The common price, each way, is 2,000-reis,
though two passencers are often carried on
the one fare. The law reonires all boats to
be numbered and registered, as are all the
pnblic vehicles and carregadorcs (porters)
in the city, and it is well to male a note of
these in case of any misunderstanding shall
arise.
While we lingered on the massive stone
dock that lines the water front of Rio, we
noticed a curious steam yacht close by,
painted white, with open galleries and a
strange flag flying. We wondered with
languid interest what it could be, bnt did
not Inquire, there being none out iroriu-guese-speaking
people at hand.
Dancer In an Unusral Forsa.
Presently an ambulance drove down, to it,
and a litter, with a sick man on it, was
hauled out by some uniformed persons and
put on board. Everybody fell back with a
most surprising show ol respect, (every
body but.oursefves, we wanted to see what
was going on), utter silence fell for a mo
ment upon the noisy throng, and I thought
within myself that I had never seen wharf
loafers display so little intrusive curiosity.
Was it some member of the Toyal family
some noble but invalid relative of the late
Doin Pedro going out tor an airine in his
private yacht? Just then the purser, look
ing somewhat pale, came hurrying up. "For
heaven's sake," he cried, "why didn't you
get out of the way when that thing went
by?"
"What thing?" we innocently asked.
"Why the hospital yacht, to be sure,
loaded down to the guards with smallpox
and yellow fever."
The first place on shore that a foreigner
generally seeks is the establishment of some
money-changer, in order to convert his
American gold or English sovereigns, or
the coin of the lost country he visited, into
the "circulating medium" of Brazil. And
very mnch astonished will he be when the
changer hands over a huge pile of metal
copper, brass, iron and nickle, that looks
use old pewter plates, stove lids and tne
ponderous brass tags that landlords some
times attach to door keys to prevent them
from being carried ofTcln the pockets of
their patrons.
A Few Dollars Are a Bis Load.
A very few American dollars, exchange
added, when converted into the currency of
this country, requires a cart, rather than a
pocketbook, in which to take it awav.
Brazil still adheres t9 the old Portugese
system of financial euumeration.'in which
it takes 2,000 reis to make what we call half
a dollar, the word "reis"being the plural of
real. When reis are at par, 100 of them are
worth about 5 cents American money.
What a hard time of it Brazilian book
keepers must have ot it, witbthelong lines
of figuies which represent the ordinary com
mercial transactions of a banking or mer
cantile house. For example, a real, the
unit of the monetary system, is written
05001 and is equal to the value of one twen
tieth of the United States cent There is
no such coin in circulation, the smallest be
ing 10 reis. There is a copper coin of 40
reis, and nickle coin of 100 reis, and another
of 200 reis. Next comes the paper money
in notes, of 1,000 reis, called milreis. There
are 2 milreis, 5, 10, 20, SO, BO aud 100, to a
maximum of 500 milreis, numerically ex
pressed this way 500?000. Then there is
an imaginary denomination named a conto,
which means l,OOo milreis, and is expressed
on paper ltuuus. The par value ot the paper
milreis is equal to about 54 cents American
money, but ot course it varies with the
times. On the day of the revolution, No
vember 15, 1889, it was at par, and has never
been since. A while atro it was down to 17
cents, and to-day is up to 20 cents.
Financial Figures That Stagger One.
A copper coin of the old monarchy worth
half a oent still circulates largely iu North
ern Brazil, which is fit only to use lb driv
ing nails, or for paper weights, being alto
gether too heavy to carry in any pocket
Though they lay around ever so carelessly
nobody ever steals them, being too burden
some to get away with. On inquiring the
price of living at an hotel you are at first
amazed to find that it is so many milreis per
diem and are absolutely staggered when the
laundry bill is presented in six figures.
Fancy a full proportioned bank note
worth 5 cents 1 It takes eight of these hun
dred milreis bills to pay for a horse-car ride
out to the botanical gardens and back. In
course ot that rather long drive yob will
observe that the conductor's pockets and
the breast of his coat bulge out more and
more with these bank notes, till br the
time he is oppressed with 1 50 he looks
like a Carelessly stuffed scarecrow.
One of the bills closely resembles the
"greenback" that is so dear to our souls,
and has engraved upon its back, sides, mar
gin and four corners the satisfying figures
500. The possession of a few of these
makes one teel like a bloated bondholder
until he learns from sad experience how
little they will buy.
Dom Pedro's Faes Is Everywhere.
This Brazilian greenback bears the words,
"Quinhentes Reis, Itnperie de Brazil," and
an excellent likeness of poor Dom Pedro,
as does nearly all the paper modey of the
country, though even the bilious looking
flag, all green mold and yellow fever color,
with its cross of the Order of Christ arid
the Riilifre of the old Portugese explorers.
has chauged somewhat since the monarchy
was murdered. ,
Speaking of these deceptive bills reminds
me of a story that is told of a late United
States Consul to Batiia, Brazil, which is
worth repeating. As the departing' Consul
stepped aboard the Steamer he handed to
his "tenderfoot" successor dne of those
tempting looking "500" bills.
"Take it, take it," he said with svmpa
tbetic feeling, when the other wbuldhave
rejected so much proffered wealth. "Set
tle with my creditors, If I leave any be
hind, and never mind about the change.
Just treat the boys in my name whenever
they call aud keep my memory breeh."
It happened that a lot of "'the boys"
dropped in that afternoon, atid the joke
cost the new Consul the value of a pockety
ful of those bills, they being worth at the
time exactly 23 cents each.
So far as, I am aware there is but one cur
rency ttt the world more infinitesimal than
that 'of Brazil, and that is the antediluvian
small shells called cowries, which circulate
as money in Africa and India a cowrie be
ing equal to about one-fiftieth ol ah Ameri
can cent. Fannie B. WAEd.
ABOUT SIZES OF BOOK.
Helen Watteraon E-xplains What
Has
Puzzled BTany a YoUng Reader.
The thing that misleads people as to the
size of books as set down in lists of cata
logues is that the smaller the book really is
the larger the number that designates it,
writes Helen Watterson. A book described
as 8vo is smaller than one spoken of us 4to.
These figures denote the number 6f times
the sheet of printing paper is folded into
hook leaves, and are not at all any real
measurement of the book. An 8vo or
octavo is a book made up of sheets that are
folded into eight leaves; a 4to or
quarto is one that has its sheets
folded into four leaves. It will
readily be seen that the latter would
be larger than the former if1 the sheets
were of the same size to begin with. But
the fact is that these descriptions are only
approximate, for books to-day are made in
every variety of dimension. Unc rarely
finds a folio now except in editions de luxe
or atlaces. the quarto is not common, as it
usually makes a page the size ot tin un
abridged dictionary too latge td be bandied
easily. The octavo is bigger than most
books, as it usually measures abobt 10x"
inches. The l2mo 'is a common size, meas
uring about 8x0 ihches, or a little les&, a8r
cording to the size ot the Unfolded sheet.
The ldurt tiook is, as. is generally put Out,
about 6x3)4, inches; the 18m6, a trifle
Smaller, 5x3 inches
Most of the publishers Uotvadays make
their books of proportions lb suit them
selves, with little reference to the old Stale
ol'measuiemenis.
.Red and blncic ants will leave your honse
anil never lfcturh tht liistriU you Sm'iriklb n.
ltttlo Btiglhe iu -the DlatFes they fiedUeitt
tS cents. , " '
188a
JOKES-BY BDRDETTE.
Tax Populi, Lex and Veritas, -Bbyraed
Into the Wastebasket,
ADVICE TO A- NEEDT PARSOff.
Quip j and Foibles of the Race Shown Up in
Kew and Novel Ways.
A GREAT HOHORISrS FHU0S0PHI
IWEITTXK TOR TRX DISPATCH.
Tb Old Wastebasket.
In tho darkest nook of the dingy room.
In the deepest shade of the twilight gloom,
In the morning bright and the evening dim.
It frowned from, its corner, cold and grim,
And always hungry: Its month so wldo
Was split like a robin's at dinner-tide.
The old wastebasket I TVe fed It amain.
But Its hunger was ever a deathless pain.
Wise old scholars, gaunt and gray.
Fed it statistics for many a day,
And
old '
"Lox,
Vox Populi," "Beader," and
Filled up its maw by quarts and pecks;
And dainty noems, when sorrowing Jove
Rhymed with the plaintive and cooing dove;
Bright "Hopes'1 and "Visions" and ".Rever
ies" rare,
And young "Ambition" and old "Despair,"
Heart throbs that pulsed with a woe sub
lime. But spelled by ear and limped in rhyme;
And humor that laughed with Its latest
breath
like a galvanized grin on the face of Death;
Fierce Anger, that glared with eyes of flame.
And stopped its paper and owed for the
same;
MS. by the cord, the yard'and the pound,
Their way to the old waste basket found;
All that came to his mill was grist
He'd grind it up with a shake and a twist,
And open his mouth as wide as before,
And whisper, with fearful calmness
"More!"
Oh, friends, send Bnssla, in Christian zeal,
The white wheat flour and golden meal;
But send us, we pray you, essays Jong,
Speeches eloquent, argument strong.
Send us whatever MS. you've got.
That the good wasteba3ket perish not.
For, should he die, 'twould be the end
Of the editor's dearest, truest friend.
For him wonld he mourn with scalding
tears,
And dress in crape for a thousand years.
Gets What He Wants,
The Eer. William J. Undercrust writes
from Lower Falls, JCan.": "I have been a
preacher of the gospel for 32 years. I have
no more money now than when 1 began my
ministry. I have never received in all that
Waiting for Hi) Neighbor.
time a larger salary than 800 a year. And
when I read in the papers last week that
Cranby DIgby, the grotesque dancef in the
'Mountain Cow' combination, gets 00 a
week for his legs it discouraged me."
Well, we can't see why, parson. There's
nothing disheartening in that. Yon could
make nearly as much as that, maybe quite as
much, if you tried. You could get (600 a
week if you reached for it. But that's all
you'd get; just $600 a week. It would make
your ministerial bookkeeping very easy,
parson. When it came time to 'die rod
could balance your books very easily! just
multiply the number of weeks vou had
preached by 5600, and you'd know "just ex
actly what your preaching had been worth
to yourself, and the church and the world.
But now, yott see, you can't estimate your
salary just to a hair. Go back to your pul
pit, parson; ink the seams of your shiny old
coat a few years longer; trim yourollars
and cuffs with the scissors When they get too
scratchy for mortal man to stand any lobg
er: and don't you worry about (600 a week.
You can get that any time, if ypu are will
ing to pay tne price tor it.
More Political Chicanery.
Talk about gerrymandering. It is now
charged that the Republicans have fixed the
State of Rhode Island so that they gain an
other alderman in both wards.
A Constitutional Weakness.
"I hear that young Sport failed in his
Latin examinations at college."
r "res; made a dead flunk on his nouns;
that's bis weakness; he never could decline
anything."
'Pott rioc
"Do you consider drunkenness a disease,
dector?"
"I Certainly da"
"Well, do you think it is contagious ?"
"I Should say so; if a man goes home
drunk, sOnifebedy catches it every time."
Imposslb'e if Trne.
Becent dispatches from the frontier say
that the Indians "on the Arizona reserva
tions are putting on their war paint. What?
In Lent? The heathen; they're worse than
the girls. AVhy doesn't somebody tell them
they can't go to war Until after Easter?
The Humah Voice.
We have seen it Stated sorrievvhere that
George Whiteficld.the Jrreat Methodisf.dnee
prtaehed in the fields to a crowd Of 20,000
people, and that his powerful voice reached
Somebody Oattlut a.
with clear distinctness the ears df every man 1
iu the multitude. We believe it without a
struggle. We have hsard a boy 11 years
old shliek to another boy standing on the
opposite side bf a trip Hng Six feet in diam
eter id n tone that would have Wade Gebrge
Whftcfield stop preaching arid ask the boy
white he go his trdents, What a blessed
thing it is, wbata-strlking illustration of
the infinite wisdom of Providence, that the
human voice does not grow and develop pro
portionately with the human body. Take a
baby three wekki old; hear it proclaiming
to acity of 35,000 inhabitants that it is not
feeling very well to-night Now just fancy
that infant s power of vocal utterance grow
ing day by day for 25 years. The imagina
tion recoils. Recoils? It is paralyzed.
A Perfected Sign.
"When yon see a bright red spot make its
appearance on your toes.young gentleman,"
said the professor, "it is an unfailing indi
cation that you will have corns."
"And when the red spot comes on your
nose, professor?"
''It is a -sign that you have had 'em,"
gravely replied the professor. "It is al
ways toe same sign."
The Ins and tho Onta,
"Yon know what an editor does with a
bed?" queried Lawyer Torts.
"I do not," replied Editor Scrawl, the
journalist
"He lis in it," replied the lawyer, with
hlsteady wit.
"And yon know what a lawver does with
a will," retorted the editor.
"J do not," replied the lawyer, denving
everything from force of habit
"He lies out of H," said the editor quick
ly, whose natural force of stinging repartee
continued unabated until its sixtieth year.
Sixtieth year of the same repartee, that is.
The Fell Destroyer, Time.
"But, my friend, continued Prof. Stay
later, earnestly, "I must close. The time
allotted me has already expired, but I bare
not exhausted the subject"
"No," mbnnured the dying janitor, who
had remained at his post, though all but
He Pound Her Vecidtdtj Negative.
him had fled, "but you hare exhausted
everything else."
And it was so; not only in that instance,
but in manv hundred thousands of others.
Go to the hackman, thou lecturer, con
sider how he runs the sands through the hour
glass every 40 minutes, and be wise.
As long as the longest.
"How do they know the moon is 200
Miles from the earth," demanded Tommy
Doubter, "there ain't no tape line so long
as that."
"I guess maybe they measured it with the
pension list," said Billy Longbow, whose
father lost two months' pay in Sutler's
charge at the siege of Bear Wayback.
A Bloltltdde of Counsellors.
Bedlead (the artist) Mr. Kewtenant,
I'm all ready to begin painting your house
now, if you'll tell me what colors you
want
Mr. Kewtenant (timidly) Well, I don't
just exaetly know; the neighbors have been
able to hold Only two meetings, and they
can't come to an agreement about the colors
yet, and some of 'em don't want it painted
at all this year.
Sufficient Pains Taken.
Mr. O'Conomi This coffee" is weak as
dishwater, and I should say it just tasted
about like it What under the canopy do
yon do with it?
Mrs. O'C. (busts into tears) It's the same
we've been using all month. I dry it every
day myself, and you couldn't tell it had
ever been used I don't know what makes
it so weak. (Rises and flies to her mother.
Peace in the house. Later Beturns with
her mother; house in pieces).
Saved by a Fall.
"Haifa loaf is better than a whole one,"
remarked Stonihart, as his young wife's first
baking fell out of the oven and broke the
hearthstone,
Difference 6f Opinion
"Miss Sayso Is the most positive girl I
ever Met," said Jack Plain, "she never has
an opinion about anything; she Just knows,
and that settles it"
"I don't know about that," replied Ben
Kruht, dubiouslv, "I found her decidedly
negative last night. She wouldn't even be
a sister to me."
A Man Worth Cnltiratlne.
"Prisoner at the bar," and Judge Up
right spoke with unwavering sternness,"
have you no defense to make?
"None, Your Honor," replied the guilty
man, his lips quivering.
"You confess, then, that you killed this
man by beating him with a coal shovel?"
"I do," replied the prisoner.
"Why did you do this awful deed?"
'.because I tound htm in my cellar,
"But didn't yon know that he was the gas
man, taking the figures' off the meter?"
A terrible struggle convulsed the pris
oner's features for a moment, and then he
said:
"I did." -
"Prisoner," said the Judge, calmly, "yott
are a Victim to emotional Insanity aggra
vated by cerebral disturbances of the sensa
tory functions which induce hypnotic cere
bratton Of the ganglia. You am discharged,
and I want you to come dnd board at my
house until the 10th of next month." '
A Ijdsf Opprirtdnlfy.
Coroner's juries are the stupidest things
in the World. Here a man down in Mary
laud choked to death on h gnarly dried ap
ple one day last week, and the iury missed
its chanrt of bringing in a verdict ot death
from appleplexy. You cah't teach a jury
anytning.
Not Mnch of a Chance, After All.
If they succeed in cultivating the banana
in the vicinity of Mobile, they are going to
change the name of the State to Alubauana.
Alabama means: "Here we rest;" the new
name will nifeari: "Here we go." Still, as
a fellow usually rests a little alter he goes
on a banana, the chailge in meaning will not
be sO violent at at first appears.
BOBEKT J. BURDETTE.
A I"ct bont fcosewootl.
Many people suppose that rosewood takes
its name from its color, but this is a mis
take. Rosewood is not red nor yellow, but
almost black. Its' name comes from the
fact that when first cut it exhales a perfume
similar to that of the fuse, anil, although
the dried wood of commerce retains no trace
of this early perfume, the name lingers as a
relic of the early historv df the wood.
Where the Horsnhiiiei Go.
Some idea of the extent of the baseball
cfHze may be gleaned iroui the fact that as
mahy as 2,d00 horsehides 'are used in Phila
delphia alone in the rnahufiuUure of the
lnrist costly kinds of baseballs, and that
there are very few leftover whehthe lesson
fends;
"
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PATENTED BY WOHHf.
Novel Thinpfs fo Which the Sex Ha3
Applied Its Inventive Genius.
THE EECOED FOE PENNSYLVANIA.
Hoopskirts, Corsets, Bustles, Etc., Have Been
Fiather Neglected.
WHAT THE ETE0NG MINDED HUN TO
rWBITOS FOR TOI DISPATCH.!
It has been frequently asserted that
women have no inventive faculty and the
world likes to believe it; yet from actual
official returns women go right on invent
ing. It is encouraging to notice that there
is at least one man who recognizes this talent
in women, and if "gallant Mr. Biely" shall
have his way with the hill he has so kindly
introduced in Congress, then will women as
inventors have a fair provision made for
them at the World's Fair.
Being curious to know jnst what kind of
showing in this line of head-work women
were likely to make and particularly what
share of the glory Mr. Biely could claim
for the women of his State, I have taken
the pains to look up what women have in
vented and am surprised to discover that
they have tqken out patents on pretty
much everything from a shoe button to a
telescope. Indeed, I find the very first
submarine telescope wa3 invented by a
woman, Sarah P. Mather, in 1843. Long
before women had thought they dare aspire
to the profession, 'before they had been ad
mitted to practice in the courts of justice,
granted the privilege of the clinic, or been
licensed to preach the Gospel, they were
exercising their inventive genius, since
that required no license.
City Women Helplne Country Sisters.
As early In this century as the ninth year
there was a patent granted to a woman for a
machine that would weave straw with
either silk or cotton thread. Prom this one
of that year the number with each succeed
ing year has rapidly increased until thou
sands of patents have been granted to
women, and every State in the Union has
its representatives. City women lead
country women and women in small towns
in the number of inventions. This would
not, perhaps, be worthy of remark were it
not that city women have largely invented
appliances useful especially to country
women and which one would naturally ex
pect country women to first discover the
need of, and that out of the need would
spring the invention.
New York State outnumbers by many
hundreds other States in the number of
patents granted to women-, 646 having been
taken out since 1809. Massachusetts is next,
while Pennsylvania ranks third. Two
hundred and forty-seven patents have been
granted to women of our State Thirty-six
have been taken out during the last three
years. Of this number, Philadelphia has
furnished nearly one-half. Of these, Marie
E. Beasley, famous for having invented a
machine for turning out complete barrels by
the hundreds, has been granted no less than
ten patents. Besides the best known and
most generally employed appliances for
making barrels, she is the patentee of a
life-saving raft, a machine for pasting shoe
uppers, a steam generator, and other useful
appliances.
What Srron;-3Ilndrd Women Invent.
The women of Philadelphia are stylish or
nothing, and in the number of their inven
tions they have not overlooked anythinz
that would in their opinion improve upon
their personal attractiveness. They do not
pose as being particularly strong-minded,
but since it has been done by the women of
Massachusetts, and especially those of Bos
ton, it is not without point to notice that
out of nearly 300 patents granted the women
of that State, two-thirds have been im
provements upon corsets, hoop-skirts,
bustles, hair-curlers; in short all such flum
mery in the line ot wearing apparel, and
the balance, with the several exceptions I
shall name, were taken out on various good
and useful things growing out of household
thrift
To the renown of our sisters of that State,
let it be known, the first fountain pen was
the invention of Susan S. Taylor, of East
Cambridge. And let Helen L. Macker
have due credit for an improvement in
alloys to imitate silver, and Annie M.
Getchell a process for hardening copper.
But the greatest achievement was that of
Miss Margaret E. Knight who invented a
complicated machine for making the useful
square-bottomed paper bag, and refused
$50,000 tor the patent, and who has since
invented another machine that does the
work of 30 pairs of hands in folding these
bags.
Coming back to our own State, though
Philadelphia women began by taking out a
patent On corsets in 1862 afi'd the last vear
closed with Ida C Mnstin patenting a com
bination under garment, in the intervening
years among other things patented, both
interesting in the way of being useful and
scientific, were the following:
Inventions of Pennsylvania Women.
A rail for ornamental fence, granted to
Elizabeth M. Stigale; to Victoria Quarre
Wedekind, an improvement for engraving
on copper; to Elizabeth CConnor, improve
ment in beehives: to Sarah Butb, Sunshade
for horBes; to .Mary A. E Whitner, im-
firovement in stereoscopes; to BXary F. Sal
ade. improvement in platting machine; to
Louisa F. Sleener.lmorovement in detachinjr
horses; to Ella I. Haller, a patent on a selt
lightlng lamp, and to Lillie Tubus, a cutoff
for hydraulic and other engines.
Fittsbunr and Allegheny have swelled tho
list with nsetul and time and lahor savins
improvements.and with thn smile exception
of a patent taken out by Hirriett Z. SHI on
a cosmetic compound, nothing inconsider
able has been patented by them.
Emily E. Sassey, of l'lttsbnrg, is the pat
entee of an improvement In syphon propel
ler pumps: Elizabeth Holt, improvement in
packings for pl3ton-rod; Ella Alaratta, coal
vault ftratinR, whilo Amelia H. Lindsay has
patented a rotary engine, by which samples
of their Inventive genlns It may be inferred
that the women of fittsbnrg are content to
trttsf to Tanfeee improvements npnn all ap
pliances lor perreetimr and mrtkins easier
their own labor,while the3-sweat their own
brains for the betterment of th mannfac
tnlins industries of their city. In this they
are abetted by their Allegheny isters.
Knodn L. Sinclair, of that citv. has patented
a car wheel and a method or filling the re-ces-es
in the tread ot car wheel?. Christina
Bescs has patented a car seat and a limb
supporter for car seats.
Tast'S In Allegheny Connty.
Bnt not a boop'klrt, coiset.flJtiron orhair
crimper fins been patented by a Romania
all that region or country.
As a mere mention of what other Pennsyl
vania women have invented. Betsy Ann
tyorden, o- Scranton, has an improvement
In car-couplings: Savllla II. Crump, of Read
in(r. hiii patented a thing' so gruesome as a
corpse cooler; Emily E. Tasey, of McKeea
port. Improvement In apparatus for raising
sunken vessels: Elizabeth Delonir, of Stooo
Church, a patent on "team and fume boxes
Dora Hirsh, or Lancaster, r car-cnunlins de
Vice, while Annie K. i'entz, of Clearfield,
has invented and patented a tocfe car; Mrs.
Arnlstrolig ha invetited a machine for feed
fns cattle on trains.
Let it be remembered that It was Mrs.
Kathciine Green, wife of General Nathaniel
Greene, who undoubtedly invented the cot
ton b'. though to liersecondhmbandcrecllt
Is due for her ever having linived the ridi
cule she leared and claimed nn Inteiext in
it. Another wom.in has imented a method
Of convertingn b.inel of oil into ten thou
and cubic fret of aas; anot ler one, a super
ior street-sweeper: another. A 9crew-cr-.nk
for stt-anHhips, and, not thu least In Import
ance, it w as a woman who Invented the very
first Ice cream trcezor.
This patent was taken out by Mrs. Nancy
Johnson In M3, but the report falls to show
the State that furnished this Important
woman. Mrs. Natiey was, however, less
wise than some of her sister Inventors, for
She sold her patent for" $1,500, since which
tittle thousand have been r-alized upon It.
Helen Blanchard, or Boston, realized ait
irntnne lortune on osewiujt machine at
tachment. Another woman ot S15000 for
her patent oh a baby carridee. Xi.oe are
Snly a row or very many women whoso
rains have been their fortune alonC the
line of inventions. Kiar TEiiri.E-BAT.uiB.
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