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Vampiro in Jewels.
Dog collars are made of ail sorts
- of precious stones in effective designs.
* One fashionable style is of many rows
of coral beads, with a large clasp of
brilliants. A fantastic collar is of imi
tation pearls, with a large vampire-like
buckle in frout, the wiugs being of
odd blue enamel and the eyes of blaz
ing red stcncs.
Empire Styles.
Long, stiff stays are not worn with
empire costumes, but only short coin
tares, which give a pretty curve to the
figure without torturing it unduly.
Thus attired, the figure gains supple
ness, softness and even majesty. If
this fashion should really become gen
eral there will bo a perf&ct revolution
•ju woman's beauty. Wasp waists will
be entirely discarded (while the fashion
lasts at all events), whether a belt or
sash be worn around the waist or not.
A Eat wo Lav: not come to this yet.
Newest Hats.
The new hats remain, la nine cases
out of ten, low and flat both as to style
and shape of trimming, showing a very
decided tendency to fall low over the
hair in the back, and to droop weil
ever the edges of the brim at all times.
This fashion is dccidely a pretty one,
especially in summer hats, as laces and
flowers can he used most effectively in
tliis manner. Many of the larger hr.ts
show uneven brims, the edges being
bound with sill:, and wired into droop
ing, and downward or sharply upturn
ing curves, becoming to any face.—
Mrs. Ralston, in the Ladies' Heme
Journal.
Yac!tswoman ISnisrs a Ereczo.
v. Lake Michigan's first woman yaeht
V' owner is Miss .Stella Mayliow, of Chi
™ cago. A Detroit company is building
her a S9OOJ yacht, which is "war
ranted" to cover seventeen miles an
hour. The yhcht bears the odd name
of Brousser, and lias already stirred
up a sensation in Chicago yacht club
circles because its mistress has applied
for membership in the Columbia Yaebt
Club, an unprecedented presumption
for a woman. There is no provision
in tite constitution or by-laws that for
bids th 1 admittance of women, but
many of the members oppose her can
didacy, and will light the men who
champion her application.
Miss Mayhevr intends to become not
only a yacht owner but also a thorough
seaman—or rather seawoman. Under
the tuition of Lieutenant Wilson, of the
United States Hydrographic Office, she
intends to take a three months' course
'ld in marine engineering, and if she
f passes the examination, she will ask
for pilot papers, which will make her
tlie only woman captain on the lakes.
With the exception of the engineer
and fireman the boat crew is to be
composed of women only. There are
to bo women sailors and women deck
hands.—New York Mail and Express.
Woman's Opportunities In Washington.
Mr. Henry Loomis Nelson, in his ar
ticle on "The Capital of Our Democ
racy," in tiie Century, gives much at
tention to the civilizing social Influence
of Washington. Ho lias this to say of
the opportunities It offers to women:
"In the hotel parlor, where one stud
ies the American citizeness on her first
contact with life at the republican
court, cne is very likely to find the
woman who is destined to step from
the lowest moving circle to the next,
aud on and cn until she reaches that
W small and stationary centre where the
7 polite arts are understood and prac
ticed most politely. Washington and
the olEcial position of her husband
give her the opportunity sbo needs.
She may go to Washington with the
hearty and frank outspokenness of the
church fair, and quit it with the purr
of the dinner party. An intelligent
woman has told mo that very clever
American women who have entered
Washington gowned in brocades put
together at home have been known
even to learn how to dress. It is often
a question of first hotels, for there are
•hotels at Washington which differ
from the social kindergartens I have
described—hotels which may be set
down as the ' grammar and high
schools, connecting links between tlie
infant schools and the private houses
where most of the graduates and pro
fessors dwell. In a hotel where for-
V cign fashion puts up on its flying visit
A fo Washington, or where some do
mestic fashion finds It economical to
dwell, according to my authority, a
clever American, by close observation,
may learn what is correct, and in time
may come to prefer the creations of a
French artiste, or her American imita
tor, to the wild and untutored vagar
ies of some village Paquin born ti
maim other blush at what they sec."
An Era of Industry.
Say what you will about the fine,
rfye-ilestroying work that forms so
large a part of the smart gown of to
day, it lias one thing in its favor—it has
revived some cf that lino eld industry
that we hear so much about from
our grandmothers but see so little of
1 shue the "ready-made" shop and the
J apartment hotel came to lessen cur
labors and weaken our characters. It
is almost a fashion to be very busy
just now. to make lace, embroider one's
lawa collars and do other dainty work
that somehow we never found timo for
a year or two ago.
The renaissance lace fad started tie
ball roiling and then feather-stitching
and strappings and insertings became
eo übiquitous and so—apparently—in-
dispensable that the dressmakers who
for years had asked a set price to make
a gown changed their terms to the wily
and indefinite "according to the work
on it." The cost of a frock consequent
ly went up by leaps and hounds, and
the woman who could not pay the price
of fine needlework had to set her wits
to work if she aspired to ho as smart as
her sister with an ampler purse. With
this noble end in view she gave up
her place as a lily of the field, and
toiled and spun to make herself fine.
She cut flowers out of cretonne and
appliqued them onto her coats, gowns,
and odd blouses. She embroidered and
stitched, and then pulled the stitches
all out again to make open work ef
fects. She tired her eyes and she
didn't get as many walks a3 she used
to, but her clothes were a mass of
fine needlework and looked as well,
while costing half as much as those of
her neighbor, who patronized an im
porter, with appalling results finan
cially.
Having acquired the habit of being
industrious, the woman of slim purse
and sartorial ambitions, is keeping up
the good work, and is now engaged on
the delicate task of ornamenting her
summer dresses and shirt waists with
lace and embroidery of bewildering
prettiness and intricacy.
Linen Is the favorite fabric for the
industrious woman's present tvbrk, and
whole dresses are being enriched and
beautified by her tireless needle.
Gowns of linen in pale colors are re
lieved by collars, cuffs and revers of
white linen or muslin, embroidered
with flowers in colored silks or in the
flax threads that wash so well, and
are so effective for this kind of work.
Washable ties and belts to wear with
these linen gowns are embroidered
with small patterns and are very sum
mery and pretty in effect.—New York
Commercial Advertiser.
Eight women out of fourteen who
took doctor's degrees from different
German universities were Americans.
The ancient Greek sandal, consisting
of a sole laced over the bare foot, is to
be affected by the New York, Boston
and Philadelphia society women this
season.
In England, Scotland and Wales sin
gle women and widows vote for all
offices except for members of Parlia
ment. There are 200,000 voters in
these islands.
A Minnesota woman, Mrs. Antionette
Wakeman, has a farm of 120 acres,
and does a good business disposing of
the strawberries, grain and hay, eggs,
milk and beef from her farm.
Mrs. Until if. Crocker, the New Eng
land poet and miscellaneous writer, re
cently celebrated her eightieth birth
day in Boston. Her mother was a
lineal descendant of John and rriscilla
Aiden, of Mayflower fame.
Mrs. Emmy C. Evald, of Chicago, is
said to have the largest Swedish Bible
class in the world. The class has an
enrolment of 097 men and women, and
an average attendance of nearly 200.
Mrs. Evald was born in the United
States, but received ber education in
Sweden.
Among the competitors for the statue
of General Grant at Yv'ashington was
Mrs. Caroline S. Brooks, whose first
artistic work was produced in butter
vltk a ladle. Mrs. Brooks was then
living on a farm in Arkansas, and tlie
face of a sleeping woman which she
modeled in a butter bowl was widely
exhibited and admired.
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jgNaftiStiops
Parasols mounted on green and
white mottled sticks.
Riding boots for women, in both
black and tan leather.
Thin muslin stock collars adorned
with two little tabs in front.
Hats elaborately trimmed with pearl
beads, eabochons and buckles.
' White vests made of pique in fancy
weaves, and cut double breasted.
Moreen waists shown in solid colors,
white and black predominating.
Marquise bats of burnt tuscan
trimmed with garlands of flowers.
Fancy silk waists trimmed elabor
ately with lace aud studded with
jewels.
Long dressing gowns made of linen
and trimmed with ecru-colored lace to
match.
Large automobile straw sailor bats,
the upper brim being covered entirely
with rubber.
Beautiful blaek parasols made of
peau de soie and elaborately trimmed
with chiffon.
Short walking skirts made of light
weight fabrics suitable for warm
weather wear.
Washable fobs of linen crash adorned
with buckle and stirrup cf gun metal,
gold or silver.
Coral jewelry in a variety cf antique
and modern forms and principally
shown in the red tone.
Waists of sheer cotton material and
unadorned except in the front, where
they are elaborately embroidered.
Women's sailor suits, made cf blue
flannel and with the regulation short
shirt, blouse waist and sailor collar.
Sailor collars in a variety of differ
ent forms and to bo worn either over a
jacket or with a collarloss aud low
necked shirt waist.—Dry Goods Econo
mist.
IHLEISURE MOUR;
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SOLDIERS FTR&EM
"There's a mouse!" mewed CncwbaC^
"Who win catch it?" ncv/cd Pet. •
"Oh,'let me cce!" mowed littlo Pec-Wee.i
V.'to2c fur was ae black as jet.
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'•I flare not touch it!" cried. Snowball,
."Neither ohall I!" cried Pet.
-J Acd it v/on't bo me!" crtod little Pee-Wet*
1 They wero all ja a terrible Iret.'
"Who shell It be?" cried Snowball.
And "Who shall'it he?" cried Pet.
And "Who shall it be.?" cried littlo Pee-We©.
And they haven't decided yet.
F
ETDELYN LESLIE HUSTON.
—Chicago Record-Herald.
Johnnie Popp is a real hoy, there
Isn't the slightest doubt about that.
He plays with boys, likes boys best,
and has been a boyish boy always.
He lias been his mother's "big hoy"
ever since his second birthday, and ho
(vill be eight years old next May. But
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"HOW AWKWARD YOU ARE, HENRY."
WHO SPOKE?
he Isn't the kind of a hoy that Is
ashamed of loving his mother, and he
never will be. Ami he felt just awfully
wretched and miserable—although he
really didn't believe It, of course
when the new girl told him that he'd
never see so much of his mother again.
"Yer nose-is out of j'int now, John
nie," said Norah, one day, when she
was provoked with him for some rea
son. "Yer mothcr'll have ter look after
the baby now, 'stead o' ye. An' little
gals is always thought more of by their
mothers than boys, anyhow."
Now, as has been said, Johnnie didn't
oeliove this. And yet—somehow—it
made him very unhappy. So miser
ably unhappy that he was cross and
grumpy and unpleasant to get along
with that day. The trained nurse
,who was taking care of his mother
and the baby said she believed he
needed medicine. Norah declarc-d she
wouldn't have such a cross-patch In
Ber kitchen. And even his father
wanted to know, at supper time, what
ailed his mournful hoy.
But Johnnie's mother! Mothers know
lots of things without being told, some
how, and this particular mother knew
that her boy was iu trouble almost as
soon as ho did. Johnnie never asked
to see her all afternoon, so at night she
sent for him. And when Johnnie saw
her lie looked crosser than ever.
"What's the matter, 'laddie?" asked
his mother, oh! so kindly and gently.
"Won't my big boy tell mother what
is troubling him?"
Now, Johnnie hadn't meant to say
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a word to her. In fact, he had told
himself many times that he'd never
let anybody know he cared for such
silly nonsense, but all the same—he
simply couldn't help it. If you'd ever
tried to keep anything doleful and hor
rid from your mother you'll know just
how it was.
"Oh, mamma," he cried suddenly.
"Are you really going to think lots less
of me because of the new baby?"
"Of course not, laddie. Who put
such an idea in your head?" said his
mother.
"Norah—Norah said so."
Johnnie couldn't help being a little
shame-faced, he knew it was so silly
of him to have minded. But nls mother
didn't even smile.
"I shall never think less of you, lad
die, not so long as cither of lis live!"
said the dear mother, tenderly. "How
could I think less of my dear big boy
because he's got a dear little sister for
both of us to love and take care of?"
Johnnie said nothing. But he stooped
'over and kissed first his mother and
then the little tiny sister whom the
trained nurse carried into the room
at that moment. And when ho bade
his mother good night, half an hour
later, he gave her baud a great big
squeeze.
"Queer moods and fancies that boy
has," said Johnnie's father, presently,
when Johnnie had gone to bed. "I
never saw such a boy for having queer
tempers."
But Johnnie's mother, remembering
how miserable she bad once felt over a
similarly foolish remark, made by an
unthinking neighbor, didn't think be
was so very, very foolish, after all.
Eo you?— Chicago itecord-llerald.
Tlio Good-Night Parade.
A happy thought came to a motier of
five little ones when she said one
night, "We will march to bed, as the
soldiers do when on parade." The
children were soon in their nightgowns,
with mamma ahead as captain, a light
in her nand, the brigade formed In
line. When mamma counted "one,"
Ave little feet went pat on the stair;
as she counted "two," tea little feet
were on the stair. Thus they marched
cheerfully to bed every night, until
they had learned to keep step, like
soldiers. Jlamma said, "Now you can
keep step so nicely by counting, we
will march to-niglit" ciugiug:
"Softly now the light of day,
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from laboi free,
Lord, I would commune with Thee,"
Other songs wore learned Then one
night mamma went to that city of
which it is said, "And there shall bo
no night there." So mamma's march
ing was over, the good night brigade
broken up, as auntie did not feel like
getting the children to bed that wry.—
Eliza Bradish, in Good Housekeeping.
..AFFAIRS
A Charming Portiere.
A charming summer portiere is made
of white scrim, in which is woven at
intervals a mauve iris, surrounded by
just a touch of its green.
The Latest ill Curtains.
Muslin curtains of very fine quality,
with appliques of embroidery in self
color and of several patterns, put on,
are the latest idea in summer window
dressing.
Smoked fllobc*.
Smoke-grimed glass globes should be
soaked in warm soda water. Then add
a few drops of ammonia, and wash
them well with a soapy flannel, rinse
in clean water, and dry with a soft
linen cloth
Cleaning Broiizo Articles.
Real bronze articles, when tbey stand
In need of cleaning, can be regularly
washed in boiling water and soap.
They should be afterward dried with
a chamois skin. The usual way of
cleaning bronze, however, is to rub
with a Annuel cloth moistened with
sweet oil, and finishing by polishing
with the chamois skin.
A Washing Fluid.
A good washing fluid Is made by mix
ing five pounds of sal soda, one pound
of borax, half a pound of fresh, un
slaked lime and four ounces of liquid
ammonia. Pour one gallon of boiling
water upon the soda and borax. Let
this cool, then add the ammonia. Pour
one gallon of hot water over the Pine
and let it stand until entirely settled,
then carefully pour off the clear fluid
nnd turn it upon the dissolved borax
and soda. Add eight gallons of cokl
water. Six tablespoonfuls of this fluid
may bo added to a tubl'ul of clothes.
Use or Worn Tablecloths.
Worn tablecloths can be made into
serviceable napkins and tray cloths as
well as polishing towels for fine china
nnd silver, if the best parts are se
lected and neatly hemmed. Table linen
to look its best must be laundered
French fashion, that is, washed as
white ns snow and ironed while very
wet with irons not hot enough to
scorch. The ironing must be kept up
until the linen is perfectly dry, first on
the wrong side to bring out the pattern,
and then on the reverse to acquire a
polish. Fine damask should never he
starched.
A Cozy Corner on tlio Piazza.
The best arrangement may he made
In the corner of a roofed piazza. Have
a box seat built here. It should he six
teen or seventeen inches high, twenty
inches wide, and as long as the place
will allow. In this place may he kept
rugs, cushions, pillows, etc., secured
with a lock. Screen the corner with
curtains that can be rolled up, ot
drawn with ease. Cotton duck, such
as sails are made from, Is the Uest to
protect against strong or eoid winds,
hut bamboo makes the lightest nnd
most artistic screen.—Maria Parloa, ID
the Ladies' Home Journal.
CB^TODS
RECIPES::
Broiled Squabs—Clean and singe the
same as chicken; split the squabs down
the back; flatten them with a rolling
pin and wipe carefully inside nud out
with a damp cloth; broil over a clear
fire; serve whole on buttered toast;
season well.
Mush Cakes—Scald two cups and a
half of meal, to which has been added
a teaspoonful of salt and a heaping
tablespoonful of shortening. Make of
the consistency of soft mush and fry
by spoonfuls in u little dripping until
a thick brown crust has been formed
on both sides of the cakes.
Coffee Layer Cake—Put into a howl
two cupfuls of sifted flour; add to it
two level teaspoonsl'ul of haklug pow
der; beat the yolks of two eggs; add
to them one cupful of sugar; beat well;
then add the rind and juice of one
lemon; add the flour and powder to
this; half a cup of cold water, a pinch
of salt and the whites of the eggs
beaten stiff; pour Into greased jelly
cake tins and bake in a quick oveu
ten minutes.
Delmouico Cream Roll—Chop very
fine medium sized raw potatoes. For
each two potatoes make half pint well
seasoned cream sauce. Add this sauce
to the potatoes, turn into a baking pan
and cook iu the oven till the potatoes
are tender. There must be just as little
sauce as will hold the potatoes to
gether. In cooking, before they are
quite done, turn them over as you
would an omelet and stand them on
top of the stove where they cannot
brown until they take the shape. Turn
out on a dish and serve.
Diamonds—luto one Quart of sifted
bread flour rub two tablespoonfuls of
butter, one-half of a tenspoonful of
salt, one tenspoonful of sugar, and two
teaspoonfuis of baking powder. Beat
one egg, add one cupful of milk and
stir into the dry mixture, adding
enough ■ more milk to mix to a soft
dough. Turn out on a floured hoard,
knead for a moment, thou roll out not
quite an inch thick. Cut iuto two-inch
strips, then into diamonds. Place an
inch apart on greased pans, brush each
with miik and bake in a hot oven.
It is generally the man with the
most vivid imagination who catches
the biggest flsh.
THE CAME OF MUMBLE PEC.
I used to like to loiter
On the hillside in the spring
When leaf an' bud an' all o' that
Made lark and linnet sing,
Jus' loungin' on the shady side
Of beach and other trees,
An' seentin' sweet perfumeries
That floated with the breeze,
An' jus' lay in' there an' idlin',
Kinder restin' on one leg
An' play in' that old boyish game—
The game of mumble peg.
Right down the mossy ridge a piece,
The way I used to go,
The dogwood spread its petals like
Linger in' flakes of snow,
An' lazily and dreamily,
Hedged in the pretty shrine
I used to often loiter with
A dear old friend of mine;
Jus' layin' round an' idlin',
Kinder restin' on one leg
An' playin' that old boyish game—
The game of mumble peg.
Softly from the memories
Of all the yesteryears,
I gather smiles, an' laughter, an'—
But mostly—mostly tears!—
I'd like to loiter once again
About the break o' spring.
When leaf an' bud an' all o' that
Make lark and linnet sing,
An' jus' layin' round an' idlin',
Kinder restin' en one leg
Jus' once more with my old friend
The game of mumble peg.
—New Orleans Times-Democrat.
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Mrs. Hatterson—"What! you've had
fourteen cooks lu three months!" Mrs.
Catterson—"Yes, and I didn't please
any of them."—Life.
"Will you marry me?" he asked. "I
told you once that I would not." she
answered. "Yes, but that'was yester
day," he urged.—Tit-Bits.
"I see you've got an automobile.
Were you ever in a race?" "Yes."
"llow did you come ovt?" "On crutches
a month later."—Philadelphia Press.
This thing called fame oft brings regret;
Its ways are light and breezy.
The kind you want is hard to get;
The kind you don't is easy.
—Washington Star.
"What are you here for?" inquired
the visitor at the penitentiary. "For
keeps," replied the convict known as
No. 1147, with a mirthless laugh.—Chi
cago Tribune.
"Willie, did you give Johnny Smith a
black eye?" "No, ma'am." "Are you
sure?" "Y'es, ma'am. 1-Ie already had
the eye, an' I jest blacked it for him."—
Chicago Post.
"He's a very fast young man." "Not
at all." "Evidently you don't know
how he spends money." "Well, I
know he returns what he borrows."—
Philadelphia Press.
"But I can't hear to be Insulted!"
said the statesman, resentfully. "Well,"
said his friend, "you should have
thought of that before you went into
politics."—Brooklyn I.ife.
Merchant—"So you're looking for a
position." Young College Graduate—
"No; I've wasted so much time looking
for a 'position' that I'll be satisfied now
to take a job."—Philadelphia Press.
I hate to use a folding-bed,
Because I have been told
That many sleeping lambkins have
Beer, gathered in the fold.
—The Philistine.
Briggs—"l donated my brain to my
college, and just got an acknowledg
ment from the president." Griggs—
"Was he pleased?" Briggs—"He wrote
that every little helps."—Harper's Ba
zar. .
"Let's see," said the inexperienced
salesmnn, "the price of that ping-pong
set is $lO net." "See here!" exclaimed
Mrs. Gotrox, "I don't want the price of
the net; I want the whole outfit."—Bal
timore Herald.
Mrs. Mildly—"Mrs. McFadden, your
neighbor, Patrick O'Donnell, has ap
plied to our society for work. Is he a
steady man?" Mrs. McFadden—
"Steady? Whist, ma'am! If he was
any steadier he'd be dead."—Tit-Bits.
Intimate Friend "The assessor
hasn't listed your property at one-tenth
of what it is worth? Then, why don't
you increase your assessment voluntar
ily?" Millionaire—"l did that last year
and everybody said I was making a
grand-stand play for popularity."—Chi
cago Tribune.
The Value of Tact.
A man must possess the happy fac
ulty of winning the confidence of his
fellow beings and making steadfast
friends, if he would he successful in
his books or profession. Good friends
praise our books at every opportunity,
"talk up" our wares, expatiate at
length on our last ease in court, or on
our efficiency in treating some patient;
they protect our name when slandered,
and rebuke our mallgners. Without
tact, the gaiuing of friends who will
render such service is impossible. The
world is full of people who wonder
why they are unpopular, ignored and
slighted. People avoid them because
they make themselves disagreeable by
appearing at the wrong time, or by
doing or saying the wrong things.—Suc
cess.
I'.lioilrs'a View of Dentil.
It had always been the wish of Cecil
Rhodes since the time that he first be
held the Matoppo Kills, and among
which he afterward passed through so
many scenes in his life, that he should
at last be buried amid their solitudes
in a grave cut into the living rock.
Though strikingly picturesque, the
views which the Colossus entertained
of death were extremely simple. The
thought of it gave him little or no
emotion. "When I am dead," he once
said, "let there be no fuss! Lay me
in the grave. Tread down the earth
and pass on; I shall have done my
work."