In forty years the wealth of Mary
land increased from (373 to $1042 per
capita. .
, Norway is the only country in the
orld which is not increasing its an
imiil yield of corenls. The reason is
found in climatic conditions.
In poetry violets are always "bluo,"
never purple, lint as a mntter of fact
but half of the twenty nnd odd varie
ties in the United Htntes are purple,
yellow, white, lilac and one green.
A genius has invented an instru
ment which will register any time
played on a piano. This will lie a
godsend to the improvisatore, as it
will enable him to keep track of his
"lost chords."
The cost of the completed capitol
ftt Albany, X. Y., w ith the central
tower left out.foots np to 823,000,000,
twice as much as the national capitol,
conjecturnlly more than the golden
house of Nero, the Dalmatian palace
of Diocletian, or the white house of
Chosroes.
The hoosiers have the gift of luting
epigram, if the Indianapolis Journal
reports them correctly, "They may
tay what they like against him," said
the convicted one's defender, "but
his heart is in the right place."
"Yes," assented the other, "and so is
the rest of him, for a few yenrs."
Earthquakes occasionally profit
mankind, as in the case of Ouzoun
Ada, a port of the Caspian, w hich is
the starting point of the transcaspian
railway. The port was visited by an
earthquake some years ago, aud since
then it has become open to steamers
which could not enter it before, owing
to the shallow water.
Whfn John Albert, the Duke of
Mecklenbnrg-Sehwerin, announced
the recent accession of his young
nephew to the Qrnnd Duchy and his
twn assumption of the regency, he
onched his proclamation in the same
hrnseology as that of the nobles and
princes in the Middle Ages, when all
' the mercantile, agricultural and man
ufacturing classes were looked upon
as mere serfs and cattle. Thus, the
concluding sentence was: "We look
for absolute loyalty and blind obedi
ence in every possibleparticnlar, as is
only right and fitting on the part of
subjects, vassals and servants toward
the master of their laud and of their
persons."
The Metlakahtla Indians of Califor
nia, who have been cared for for yeari
by the Rev. John Duncan, do not ap
pear to have a warm gratitude for the
man who has helped them to gain
civilization. For years Mr. Duncan
has run the only store in the settle
ment, but recently several shrewd
Indians have started stores which are
getting the lion's share of the trade.
Mr. Duncan tried to chockmate them
by charging prohibitive dock rates for
landing, but the Indians met him half
way and are now building a dock
which they propose to make free to
all. They are bIbo talking of putting
np stamp mills to work rich free mill
ing quartz, which they have located.
While the growth of our urban pop
ulation since the war has been phe
nomenal, it is painful to the Atlanta
Constitution to note that "much of
this increase has been wrought at the
- expense of the rural districts. On
good authority it is stated that, during
,the two decades extending from 1870
to 1891, not less than3,000,000 people
in the United States moved from the
rural districts to the cities. If this
process continues for any length of
time it is evident that the growth ot
our oities will soon exhaust the rural
districts completely. But is this pro
oess likely to continue? Most cer
toinly not. There must oome a time
when the drift of population, instead
of proceeding from the rural districts
to the oities, will proceed from the
cities to the rural districts; and al
ready there are hopeful signs of this
change. Improved facilities of trans
portation Lave virtually bestowed
upon the farmer the same privileges
enjoyed by his city brethren; and,
without the slightest inconvenience,
one can live in the country and yet
make daily trips to the city. The
foroe of this statement is emphasized
by the number of suburban homes
which are going np in the neighbor
hood of most of our large cities.
'Within the next few years it is likely
that this tendency to return to rural
life will be even , more distinctly
marked than it is at present. Without
prosperity in the fields of grain there
can be no prosperity in the marts of
. trade, aud in vain will our oities in-
. reaee in population if they are built
up at the expense of the rural dis
, teiota,"
THE DAISY.
Brightest llttlo dnlsf,
Nodding In th grars,
Bwavlng Willi the breezes
As they gently pass)
Now a look of wonder
In your golden eye
Tell me whnt you whisper
To the panning sky.
Tell ma, llttlo daisy,
Vtth your petals white,
Jo you lovo the grenu Heidi
Ami the sunshine bright?
Dainty little llownr,
Full ot light nml lore,
din you hear the lark sing
In the clouds above ?
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nt maior At.rnr.n a. cui.nots. f
VVVV V WW'T WVTWVW'll
Those who have seen the bayous of
Louisiana, west of the Mississippi.cnn
not be said to have a thorough knowl
edge of America, even if they have
visited every other state anil territory.
It is a country level as n prairie, yet
covered with mighty forests, whose
interlocking live oaks ami cypresses
make grand arcades of eternal solitude
and silence.
The roads in this land are few and
almvf the nnlv menus of communica
tion being the deep, canal-like bayous i
that are usually currentless and stag
nate in the shadows of the bordering
trees.
The plantations along these bayous
are famed for their sugar and cotton,
and they would be the most valuable
in the world were it not for the great
sums of money expended by the plant
ers in building levees, or heavy arti
ficial bauks, to keep the bayous from
overflowing in time of high water,
which usually comes when the ice is
melting in the tipper valleys of the
Missouri and Mississippi.
Hut, thoiigli the precaution taken to
shut out the floods is grent, it is not
always elVective. Ileavv falls of snow
in the w inter to the North mean heavy
floods when spring comes to the
plains of the South.
The floods in the spring of lSH.t
will be long remembered as the most
severe thnt ever swept over the plan
tations bordering the bayous, Rich
plantations were ruined, forests lev
eled, embankments swept away.homes
borne off to the sea, herds drowned
aud scores of human beings perished
in the flood or of hunger.
The plantations of Judge Kiel and
Mr. Gordon were on opposite sides of
the Rnyou Rouge,nhout (!0 miles south
of the point where the lied river enters
the Mississippi.
These gentlemen, though neighbors,
were not neighborly. They had had
a quarrel when young men nt college
a foolish, causeless quarrel, and,
though 23 years had passed since, they
had never spoken, lioth had married
in the meantime, but their families
held no intercourse.
Judge Kiel had two sons, one 23,
the other a year or two younger; and
Mr. Gordon had two daughters, aged
respectively 19 ond 17.
Florence and Jennie Gordon were
pretty, accomplished girls, and, though
they loved their pnrents and their
quaint, solitary home, it was but nat
ural that they should now and then
yearn to know something of the grent
world outside the water-girdled plan
tation. They often snw the sons of their
neighbor of their father's "enemy,"
as they thought Judge Riel, rowing
past in their' graceful boat, and they
always acknowledged the salute of the
handsome young men, but beyond
tins no courtesy was interchanged.
hat news, John? asked Mrs.
Gordon, as her husband came into
the house about midnight with a dim
lamp in his hand and his rubber gar
ments shining with water like a recent
ly polished stove.
"It is still raining as if it had not
been at it a week," replied Mr. Gor
don, with something like a sigh
"And the levee? ' asked Florence,
who, with her sister Jennie, had been
waiting up for the report on which
home and perhaps life depended.
"livery mau on the plaoe is patrol
ling and watching to prevent a break,"
said Mr. Gordon, throwing off his
coat and running his fingers nervous
ly through his damp, brown hair.
"And the water is still rising, " said
Mrs. Gordon; "still rising; three
inches more and Bayou Rouge will be
over the levee and the place will be
gone. "
Mrs. Gordon set before him some
supper-aud a hot enp of coffee, for
which he seemed to have but little ai
petite. As he stirred tho coffee he
said, without looking up
"I thiuk, wife, it would be well if
you and the girls would put on warm
clothing and have your waterproofs
ready, with any light articles you may
want to save."
"Do you think the danger is as
great as that? asked Mrs. Gordon.
pressing her hands to her breast and
trying to speak as if his words had
brought her no alarm.
"It is better to be prepared, my
aear, said Mr. uordon, with en
forced calmness. "I have had rafts
made to carry off the hands if the
flood comes in, and the boat has been
carried to the door."
In times of great peril women are
more apt to be cool and uncomplain
ing than men. Mrs. Gordon and her
daughters realized that a great peril
threatened thein, but they prepared
to meet it with a courage and calm
ness that lifted a heavy burden from
me lather s shoulders.
After drink iug his oofl'ee. Mr. Gor
don put on his waterproof coat and
went out again with the lamp in hi
nana.
He ha J not been gone many seconds
when the ladies were startled bv a
shrill cry that was taken up by other
tuiccf mi ii rose a xve ine storm.
Are yon never weary
Of the world below ?
Dearest little dnlsy,
Tell me nil you know.
Is your life nil glndnnss,
All so fair mid bright V
llravest Utile flower,
Is It ever night 'r
can't you see the shadows
Of the autumn evosV
Hear the quivering sadness
Of the fulling leaves?
Farewell, gentle daisy
Will you tell inn more
When I lenrn the language
I've not learned before 'I
-Kathleen Phillips, III lloston Transorlpt.
"The crevasse! The ievee is gone I"
They caught these words, nnd they
heard the roar of the waters coming
nearer and nearer.
Mrs. Gordon threw open the door to
call to her husband to return, but at
that instant he burst in shouting :
"Come, w ife Florence Jennie
to the boat!"
They ran out after him nnd got into
the bont. Mrs. Gordon extinguished
the only light in the house ns she left,
and Mr. Gordon s lump had gone out.
The shouting of the black people
men. woman and children as thev
made for the tafts, could be heard
above the howling of the wind and the
onr of the oncoming torrent.
The darkness added to the horror
of the situation, as did the cries of the
frightened cattle.
Nearer nnd nearer came the flood;
they could bear it dashing against the
house and feel it splashing fiercely on
their faces.
The maddened waters reached the
boat and shook it.
Theu the frnil craft began to rise
with its precious freight nnd to tug nt
the rope w hich held it to a live-oak
tree near the house.
Day came at length and revenled
such a change ns the dwellers in the
ark must have seen when they looked
out after the waters had been pouring
down for weeks and the fountains of
the grent deep were broken up.
here fertile Holds had been there
was now n lake dotted with trees
that seemed yielding to the torrent.
1 lie cattle were gone. Ihe quarters
of the laborers and the laborers them
selves were gone. The sugar-house
and the dwelling house were the only
two buildings left out of a hundred,
and up to their sides the wnves were
rising, and about them the fierce wa
ters roared.
It looks a' if the world were being
wnshed awav," said Florence.
"And that we were the only living
beings left on it, ndded Jennie.
Mrs. Gordon had thoughtfully placed
a basket of provisions in the boat, so
that there was no danger of immediate
danger.
There is only one place within (10
miles thnt is not under water," said
Mr. Gordon in reply to his w ife's ques
tion.
"Where is thnt?" she asked, after a
pause.
"Judge Kiel's," he replied. "That
plantation is six feet higher than this,
and the levees are the best in the
state."
"Might it not bo well," Said Mrs.
Gordon, thoughtfully, "for us to try
and reach them? '
The question seemed to startle Mr.
Gordon, for he looked at his wife for
some time without speaking. Finally
ne said:
"I do not hate Judge Riel, and I
would help him were he in the same
situation, but I cannot go to him now
of all times. Ho, we must get the
boat loose, and, trusting in heaven,
go on with the current.
Air. Gordon unloosened the rope,
took the oars, aud the boat drifted
slowly away from its moorings till it
was caught by the white waters of the
current, and then it shot away with a
speed that was startling.
Like all men raised in this land.
Mr. Gordon was a good boatman, but
for once he fonnd himself in a posi
tion where his great strength did not
avail and his grent skill was useless.
There was no need to pull the onrs;
it would have been impossible to drive
against the current, so they had to go
with it.
There was no trouble so long as the
boat was drifting over the olenred
fields, but this security could not last
long. Beyond the fields were the
woods, through which it would have
been difficult to pass under the most
favorable circumstances, but against
which it now seemed thnt the boat
must be dashed.
Mr. Gordon realized this, for he
said, as if thinking aloud:
"We must try to get into the bayou;
there, at least, we shall be safe from
the trees."
It is doubtful if he could have kept
the boat in the course of the bayou
bad he succeeded in reaching there.
for the currents were rushing through
new obannels, and the bayou had ex
pauded into an angry sea. By care
aud the exercise of great strength, Mr,
Gordon succeeded in passing safely
the nrst line of timber, but it was
only getting deeper and deeper into
the inextricable tangle of drooping
branches and swinging vines.
They had not been long in this
maze when one of the oars was broken,
and the other became practically use
less. By reaching forward in the bow,
Mr. Gordon succeeded in keeping the
boat from plunging against the trunk
of trees and so being dashed to pieces.
but no mau could long keep up this
work.
After long hours they reached an
open spao3.an expansion of the bayou,
where the wafers were comparatively
calm, aud heft Mr, Gordon succeeded
in making the boat fast to the branch
of a tree.
"Lot us wait," he said, desperately,
'till succor or the end conies."
Dnring the rest of the day they
saw the dead bodies of cattle and the
wreck of once happy homes drifting
past, nnd now nnd then caught sight
of a bont floating by with the bottom
1-
The never-ceasing rain ndded to
their discomfort and kept one of them
continually balling out the water.
They abandoned their first nttempt
to keep dry, nnd all were now ns wet
as if they had been plunged into the
seething, yellow flood.
(Shortly before dark they ate the
balance of the cooked food Mrs. Gor
don had put in the bont.
Night came n more horrible night
than any words can describe. Kleep
was out of the question. All felt that
there was but one labor before them,
viz., to keep the boat afloat by con
stantly using the tin dipper thnt served
as a bailer.
Now and then Mr. Gordon muttered
against his hard fate, but not a word
escnped the lips of his wife and daugh
ters expressive of the tortures of mind
nnd body which they were so heroic
ally enduring; indeed, they tried to
speak a cheer they did not feel by as
suring him thnt succor would come on
the morrow.
The dawn of the second day found
them in the boat. All were famished
and broken down with fatigue.
The waters were higher than the
day before, aud still the cruel rain
poured steadily down.
Ihe wind howled nnd the wnves
dashed about them, threatening every
moment to swamp the boat.
Mr. Gordon snw by the pinched
fnces and changed color of his wife
nnd daughters that they could not
stnnd another day of this suffering,
yet, what could he do to help them?
If his own death could save them he
would gladly have yielded his life, but
neither his nld nor sncritice would
avail.
The afternoon was wearing on, nnd
the night fast approaching, when a sud
den, terrillo gust of wind upset the
boat.
Floating debris was nil nbout them,
and Florence and Jennie managed to
grasp part of the roof of a shanty that
was swirling by them nnd struggled
upon it holding on w ith thnt desper
ntion which lent them strength.
Mr. Gordon and his wife clung ta
the upturned bont nnd were borne away
by the rushing flood.
Darkness now lent horror to the sit
uation. The poor girls were nbout to
resign themselves to the fate thnt
seemed inevitable, when, from out of
the deep gloom they heard a faint
halloo. They answered with all their
might
After wniting a few minutes nnd
straining their eyes in the direction
from which the sound cnme.they caught
the gleam of n torch, aud the next in
stant a boat shot up to them, and in
it were Judge Kiel and his two stal
wart sons, i'liul and Leon.
The brave girls assured them thnt they
were in no immediate danger, and im
plored the judge and his sons to search
for their parents telling them thnt
they were clinging to the boat after it
had been capsized nnd had been
swept away, but the girls still hoped
that the bont might have become en
tangled in the flooded forest and that
their father and mother might yet be
saved. But the judge insisted upon
Florence and Jennie getting into his
boat. The stout boat was then driven
forward in the direction pointed out
by the girls as that in which they had
last seen their parents. At interva's
the young meu united in shouting and
waving their torch, but the howling of
the wind for a time drowned their
voices.
Dnring a slight lull a faint cry was
heard, which was answered by the
united shouts of nil in the judge's
bout. Boon they were enabled to dis
tinguish from whence the cry pro
ceeded, aud n few strokes of the ours
brought them to a clump of submerged
forest trees, and there, clinging to the
branches, they found Mr. Gordon and
his brave wife. Their rescue was but
the work of a moment, and soon they
were safely seated in their "enemy's"
boat.
"Mr. Gordon," said Judge Riel,
"your hands are all safe at our place,
and we have been searching all day
for you. Our plantation is still above
water, there is a fire on the hearth and
a welcome awaiting you."
Thus was the last vestige of animos
ity between the two men swept away.
At Judge Riel's the fire and the
welcome were found, and Mr.Gordon's
family were welcomed as if there had
never been aught but the warmest
friendship between him and the jndgo.
The old men soon learned that it was
a misunderstanding that parted them
in youth, and that during all these
Bilent years each had retained the
greatest respect for the other.
The floods have shrunk into their
beds along the Bnyou Rouge; the
levees are rebuilt; the cabins are np
once more, and the old home is stand
ing. But Floreuce Gordon is a per
manent resident at Judge Riel's, she
having recently married Leon, and
the gossips say that Paul Riel will
t,ake up his home in the full with Mr.
Gordon as the husband of Jennie.
The old men are never happy apart,
aud Mr. Gordon often whispers to hif
wife:
"Yes, my dear, we lost a great deal
the flood, but I sometimes think it
u i.i..nui..., i.. ,i:u...:.,A it
by
was
AS a DIOKSlllg 111 UlHgUlHt).
And Mrs. Gordon agrees with him.
A Murtyr ta Hwellilnra,
Konie That Miss Van Dough near
ly killed herself yesterday drinking
dye.
Laura What did she mean? Sui
cide? Nonle No, she was trying to turn
her blood blue. Tit tsburg News,
Vblorlu'K Height.
Queen Victoriu is now seventy-eight
years old. There is no question as to
her age, but the dispute ns to how tall
she is yet remains to be settled one
party in F.ngluttd claiming thnt she is
only four font cloven inches tall, while
some of the lea ling F.nglish journals
put it nt five feet four inches.
The Colliir mitl ('linn Habit.
It is the greatest mistake for a woman
to wear tiuen collars and cuffs if she
has not the courage to face a huge
laundry bill. A woman's collars and
cutis should be above suspicion, like
her reputation. Unfortunately, how
ever, no sooner does a woman take to
the collar and cuffs habit than her
daily question becomes: "Can I get
another wear out of this collar?"
No, decidedly not; one wear is all
t hat a civilized being is supposed to
get out of a collar or a pair of cuffs.
What more distressing sight thnn the
soiled dnpperness of the tailor-made
girl in collar, cuffs or necktie that
have lost their first freshness. St.
Louis Ktnr.
f 'ttlqiitmeft of Dr. Mnry Walker.
Dr. Mary Walker loses none of her
uniqueness as the years go by. She
still believes in wearing men's clothes,
and her usual costume consists of a
Prince Albert coat, trousers and waist
coat, made of black cloth and built by
a man's tailor. Hlie wear's a man's
shirt, standing collar nnd cuffs, and
larg j cuff buttons. A crocheted white
silk tie, ornamented with a jeweled
stickpin, a stove-pipe hat, square-toed,
old style boots not shoes complete
this remarkable costume worn by a
woman, who is small, delicate looking
and the very opposite of anything thnt
is manly. On dress occasions Dr.
Mary adds white kid gloves to her
toilet. In cold weather she wears a
heavy overcoat with a fur cape. When
she rides horseback she rides man
fashion. New York Tribune.
nfoty of the llvl.lel Skirt.
The one great argument that can bo
used for the divided skirt is its abso
lute safety. Primarily the skirt is
used for riding a diamond frame
wheel, though it can be worn on n
drop frame machine equally as well.
The skirt of this make is self-arranging;
that is, the rider does not have to
take the time and trouble of evenly
dividing it before getting into the sad
dle. Another great advantage is thnt
there is less liability, in fact, none at
all, of its blowing np when riding in
the wind, and perhaps the greatest
advantage is that it does not blow back
far euotigh with the wind to have the
end wrap around the rear sprocket
wheel, as is the case with the ordin
ary skirt when worn. While there
are many makes of divided skirts on
sale in the market, there are some that
do not answer all requirements, aud
the rider, in purchasing one, will have
to use her own judgment as to its
practical value. Washington Star.
"A Wrinkle Chaser."
An apparatus of simple construction
has lately been invented by a clever
individual who has the interest of
women at heart. A "wrinkle chaser"
he calls it, and although the theory is
not new, the contrivance is so easy of
manipulation that any one who cares
to preserve her complexion, already
beautiful, or improve one not up to
the mark, will eagerly give it a trial.
Over an alcohol lamp stands a small
vessel, filled with water. From this
vessel is a curved tube, ending in a
large glass globe, which comes in
various sizes, so as to admit different
sizes of heads. When wanted for use
the lamp is lighted, and as the water
reaches the boiling point the owner of
ti to-be-improved complexion places
her face in the open globe, when, if
desired, the glass can be closed almost
hermetically by hanging a bath towel
over the globe and head. The steam
ing continues for ten or fifteen min
utes, aud immediately after the face is
bathed in cool wator. In order to
soften the skin and dissolve the par
ticles of fat that may have settled in
the pores, a few drops of aromntio es
sence are added to the w ater in the
boiler. The regeneration and beauti
fying of the skin is possible by in
creasing the activity of the pores of
the skin wherever it has been inter
fered with by age or other influences.
The losseniug of the skin action be
comes evident by the withering of the
skin and the formation of wrinkles.
Again, too great an activity of the skin
will create pimples and blackheads,
while superfluous activity of pigment
cells becomes evident by the appear
ance of freckles and moles. All these
shortcomings can be obviated by the
regular aud repeated steaming of the
face, which has a very wholesome in
fluence, particularly if followed by
bathing with cool wajer. - New York
Bum
' -
Women Fear the Lightning.
A man with a timid, anxious look
bont bis face wandered up to the cor
set counter in a large down town store
recently, and after casting about a
sheepish glance whispered to the smil
ing clerk that he wanted to look at
ome corsets.
"All right, sir, "said the clerk, "step
this way; do yon want black or white?
And how about the length? Yon know
we have them with or without lace
trimmings."
The man's face was a study. The
girl, still talking, walked toward the
rear end of the store, and, to hear
what she said, the mail galloped
around the counter, stepping on the
tail of a fat pug dog in his hurry, nnd
finally bringing up, with his face
rather red, behind a pile of corset
boxes nt the end of the counter.
"I want some corsets for Mnndy,"
the man finally sputtered, "and I don't
want any steel trimmings in them,
either."
"Steel trimiuings?"queried the sales
woman. "Yes, sir-ee; no steel trimmings in
mine. Mnndy ain't got her life in
sured, and I see in the papers this
morning thnt three young women were
struck by lightning down in Ohio a
couple of days ago, nnd the coroner
blames the whole thing on the steel in
the corsets, and I ain't going to let
Mnndy take no chances."
He wns shown all kinds and sizes of
corsets, but finally gave up trying to
find any without the deadly steel.
"That mnkes nbout the forty-ninth
person who has refused to buy cor
sets today, nnd all because they are
made with a little strip of steel," re
marked the saleswoman after the man
had disappeared, "and it's all owing
to that Ohio story nbout the girls be
ing strnck by lightning."
An investigation proved this to be
the case among all the leading dry
goods stores, and toward nightfall the
managers of the corset departments
were beginning to devise schemes by
which the deadly features of the cor
sets might be eliminated.
According to the Ohio story three
young women were killed whilo walk
ing along a country road near a church
which ;hey hnd been attending. An
other girl who was with them at the
time wns not injured. At the coroner's
inquest it developed that the three
victims of the lightning's fury had
been incased in steel corsets, while
the girl who was uninjured hnd worn
a bicycle waist. Chicago Record.
Fashion Notes.
Foulard and printed chinn silk
gowns trim prettily with black velvet
ribbon.
Pockets nre once again in all skirts
at the back seam on the right side, but
not nt the centre seam.
Very handsome dresses are made
variously of white etamine, canvas,
mohair, nnn's veiling and double-faced
cashmere.
Very fine designs, in Clnny and
Flemish lace appear on new summer
toilets, fancy waists and linen lawn
and cambric underwear.
Large quantities of new and beauti
ful drapery net are nsed, not alone for
making fancy waists, collarettes and
fichus, but also for entire gowns.
Violets and the new shade known as
bastille, and the color of old ivory, is
a new and unusual combination, well
worn by blondes of a certain type.
The linings of skirts of all trans
parent materials are made up entirely
separate from the outside material,
though usually hung from the snme
belt.
Many of the dressy summer French
models show the bodices cut in low
rounding or square shape, to be worn
over pretty Russian guiuipes of vari
ous kinds.
A very handsome blue and green
changeable poplin is combined with
corn color silk, plaited crosswise for
the bodice, the armholes finished with
three scanty ruffles, edged with gold
braid.
The light-weight woolen skirts doo
orated with from two to five tiny bias
ruffles, frequently show the latter
bound with narrow black satin ribbon
when the corselet belt is made of piece
satin.
A nice looking frock, which is
trimmed with braid and which would
make a suitable traveling costnme, is
of green material, the braid, which is
of black mohair with a tiny edge of
gold, arranged in circles from the
waist to a little distance below the
hips. The rest of the skirt is per
fectly plain. The waist is slightly
open, showing a white chemisette of
plaited linen, the rent of the bodice
being covered with brail, with the
same interval of distance between the
strips as those on the skirt.
A charming trimming, which looks
at a distance like an embroidery of
fine white braid, is made by laying a
rather heavy ecru lace insertion over
pure white satin, the insertion being
less than an inch wide. A pretty
printed foulard coutniuiug several
shades of gray, is daintily orunmanted
in this way. Three of these flat bands
trim the skirt ueor the hem, and the
sleeves which have the fulness pushed
well up, fit the arm and swell out in a
flaring, onp-like outf over the hand
have on the inner side, extending the
whole length of the arm, a panel of
white satin, edged by the insertion,
while lining the cuff's are frills of white
plaited mousseliae de sole.