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About The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current | View Entire Issue (March 21, 1909)
N D I S G O V E K K D B K A U TIES e 2,"tw Tfork Herald Coniiaiu A TL rr j - - THE; LADY'S MAID BEAUTY Her Horoscope . By MINERVA MEARES. ' JNefcfuthis nature will be proud, truthful, conscientious, with pro found respect forelfgion; This girl will have a good intellect and reasoning powers, and will be proficient in any occupation in- which ; ihfeis engaged. -Theevidence of the natal sign is corrobo rated by the face, which, with its low, broad 7 browyAgyel eyebrows,; eyes well set apart, with ifirooping lids, indicates dignity, intelligence, !. reserve"artd pride. 'i I Js well placed, showing good mental j jjbalanfce, "arixl e30fose, slightly Romanesque, j '!and t,ronSr "Jfurnfed chin mark strength of ; jchcterwhich will jealously guard its dig- nity atoid hoAon ; : ' -.TJ?e' jirtb' sig-n indicates a nature thought , ful atid intuitive, prone to wander in the : realms of Hhe spiritual and mysterious a "nature that will strive quietly and patiently to overcome obstacles, but whose efforts will , begin and end vaguely and darkly, i Tothis tendency the eyes bear witness, as people with the level, brooding gaze of the ' picture are always questioning the Sphinx, and ) back of their apparent serenity are invariably hidden pools of world weariness and silent I disapproval .of the great scheme of things generally. . 7-Thi nativity will have great sympathy for fits own people, but it will not extend beyond 4 that circle. - ' It will be very sceptical, will be hard to rouse to enthusiasm in anything, and will re i .quire, considerable convincing before it ac cepts or evinces interest in material affairs. I I It will have a good deal of light which it ! cannot express, , and will consequently live ; chiefly within itself, which will militate j Against its.woj-ldly progress. i f Where crtthusiasm is lacking it will be re placed, to ju lirge extent by quiet executive ( iibilityr; th'4 memory will be exceptionally l"goa-arrf-"therVtwilJJte. no desire to waste , money of moments. Aquarius people are generally tall, dignified, ; healthy, with clearxomplexion. f"rnarried to one born between March 21 and April 19 reasonable happiness is promised. , A marriage with one born between November 22 and December 21 will be harmonious, but ..there will be no monotony about it, owing to tVie quick : inspirations of both- nativities. THE. STORY OF HER DAILY LIFE ff ONIN 8tmT Goodness, how many ruffles I ;The P51- rosy Parlormaid flips her feather I duster; aggressively -as she speaks. The tall I figure behind the board raises the frilled frock which she is pressing. . countl knW'" retUrnS- 8mUng. "I've lost The parlormaid seats herself on the edge of the , nearest chair. 6 me "Well, she's awake," she vouchsafes. "I heard her ring. Shell be howling for you soon." : With r smothered exclamation the girl behind the , board gather up the frills, sets the board to place ; and vanishes up the stairs. The parlormaid calls after, her: ' What's your hurry T Let er fume." But the tall . figure heeds not She hurries through the long cor ridor to the front of the house. A bell is ringing vrtldly. She pushes open a door and then pauses for . an. instant, surveying the scene before her 'JVZT? thC dalDtT r0Om npon the alntlest ! of! -wrMt hds, lies a woman. The room itself is a cbaoe of disorder. White slippers, silk strings lin- gerteIvfan;-gloves. silken skirts, occupy every available -T?hah- and are strewn over the velvet carpet A voice -from the-;feed calls dismally: It's you, la it? Tve rung tfU I'm exhausted I vdjdn't call yon last night. 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"K r;--vv v v 1 - - I? , , r " I - "" "- Tim n iiin.ri-- ,, immimii..,. i i n" The taU girl stands by the bed, listening.1 She looks ' rather pityingly at the small, sharp face propped up , on the pillows. The scant golden hair,-the big baby blue eyes, the pale cheeks and pointed little chin have a pinched, pathetic look. ' Even the occupant herself " feels it. for she mutters with a tinge of Jealousv: - Good gracious. Porter, you're an - abominably " healthy looking thing. I'm frightfully- fagged. Get my bath." , Quiet Obedience. The tall girl's lips set themselves firmly, but she obeys. A more discriminating observer might have called her a superb looking woman. Tall, modelled on generous lines, she carries her head with the regal air that comes to two classes only those born of long -generations of gentlefolk and the peasant women who carry upon their heads heavy jars of water." This glrU however, is no peasant Every feature of the reserved face, every line of the well poised head -and shoulders, betrays both birth and breeding. . The severe coronet of dark braids surmounting the high forehead, the steady gray eyes, the straight, well cut -nose, the tense lips, the square chin, contrast oddly'; with the service she renders. There is an air" of re pression about the whole figure which carries a subtle 1 annoyance-' to the woman on the bed. - ; - "Porter," she asks abruptly, "do you ever 6mlle?" - ' The girl fitnnfi In, the. it f nicking npa, jcwoiu-i buckle torn by Impatient fingers from Its satin slip per and. shivers.- - . . , ... - "Not. ojf ten," she answers evenly. - , "Well, if you did" the small figure has risen and is crossing the room to the bath "I think you would be quite handsome." . ... The girl, still with the buckle in her hand, goes, to the mirror. She raises the window curtain to its highest point and deliberately gazes at her reflection. In three years she will be thirty. The face she looks at Is; intelligent, cold, reserved, well balanced and rather attractive. But If the eyes should sparkle and the lips relax their firm lines. If the cheeks should glow and. the mask drop and the woman leap Into being she sighs and falls to arranging the dresser. Her mistress, emerging .from the bath,' claims her at tention. . . : "I have an engagement to breakfast at eleven. Hurry my-hair, get out my green suit, be as quick as you can." ' . . , v '. - . - The girl's fingers fly. The scant yellow " hair is curled and dressed until, with the addition of switches and puffs, it becomes a modish coiffure. The stays are laced, the boots trattoned, the garments fastened one by one. : - Unwelcptned Admiration. ; Einall ltJaovrandltlie-lrjl Biftxts for her own room. In the hall she comes face to face with a man a guest of the house. He blocks her way and eyes her admiringly frani head to foot. ... , 'D'ye know?T took you for a friend of Mrs. H "s last night," . he says, nonchalantly.. "You. r needn't color, you look the part all right." The girl glances about her hopelessly.--The -way is blocked. The man is a UtUe a very little Upsy. He spreads out his arms. "One kiss for toll. By Jupiter, but you're a hand some girl!" She is a handsome girl.- The etay r nM. oyeu, me nostrns are UUated, the red lips apart flings her whole weight upon the outstretched She arm, Dreads tnrough and runs nsnKno tn hr tCvt. She sinks on her knees beside her bed, buries her head in her hands and cries. It had never been so bad as this. Two years ago, when she found herself alone with the problem of self-support ; before her, ihe way seemed easy. She would teach. But impoverished gentlewomen were Hot sought as teacners; one must be an expert In pedagogy. Pedagogy was not in the curriculum of the boarding school which she had at tended. A hundred, brilliant Ideas which she had were abandoned one by one. ' -.'j Comfortably Housed. Finally she came here. She Is a success. She pleases her mistress, she Is comfortably housed, well fed and her salary Is adequate for her needs twen- )7-6T9 doUara a month more than provides for her S Adornment of Beauty I LnthIng U IndlTldaly of taste and selection I woman.eCrry than to- llttle incidental o . detank PPlieS Wlth much emPhasi3 to the details that go to enhance a woman's beauty who rJL mUSt ffiany' and woe to woman 7 tZ nPthe ,aShiOD Plate instead ot bt tZ What to wear' Tw women may weigh hihtm:;t th- Same -4 be the saS JS- yftbere WU1 be a difference that is intangible Sent ab,16' WhiCh WIU "ate widely difl rerent styles of costuming stuped C1TL ,taUSbt'' bUt C8n be ivldual.y carefuf'and WmaD 13 the one . SearchiS scrutiny to her best "points" -itanSSnSr- Wh8teVer temPtatln 0t bar but thl T t' Stern,y refraius rom rearing any er.T ZS !Xamp,e f the s,avery of woman gen erally to the dictate of fashion has been in the pom- ttat she ' bCad- U"er,y Ob,ivious ot the fact TvlLt m.arriUS beF Wn -PPearance and de tracting from what claim to beauty she did possess he :Sana8dar faSh'n P'ate d the rigid pad for her head, strained her hair up and back over it, added ten years to her apparent age and deu-ae, d , per M. J little study shows that very few women have the low broad brow which alone can stand the stern and un compromising headdress of Mme. Pompadour. In the second place, Mme. PotnpadW. hair was n own but a wig of softest silver, which offered no have JLTr l faCe- Fr thiS reaSn blonde bruneueT rCCent CffeCt mUCb better tban Again, the pads and rolls of fearful and wonderful Zd7?r'aned tbat firSt aDd strlcte-t canon of good taste "Art must conceal art." The mechanically accurate "Marcel wave" and flagrantly false pad and puff would prove grotesque and distinctly aston- he JLr tbat 18 alWaS a -fe test for the application of the rules of beauty tH.aiVWn r ha that is a onS'trosity may at- ?he " dOPS HOt attract airation. The cannibal belle with the brass nose ring ls an interesting looking lady, but though she may L a joy forever in her own set, we cannot honestly ternf her a thing of beauty. Each woman is a type. Let her find out what type she is, dress accordingly and she will discover tn she has individuality. The stately and dignified type does not appear to advantage in fluffy ruffles. Tnd the piquant woman should not go In for tailors and tlLZ vtS muh brusbi"g and no curling iron Us beaiity hes In its satin sheen. Hair heht and flr.1 onjhe other hand, should fluff wifna tbi will not be startling, but it will be satisfying simple wardrobe. Her mistress Is kind to her after her own fashion. Occasionally she is the recipient of a gown, which brings a fair price from tie clothes dealer. She must stay; she dare not try th! outsidl world arain; she cannot do it. outside She dries her eyes and. begins to sew. A torn The luncheon gong sounds. She descends and en ters the servants dining room. The second man and the parlormaid, who are enjoying an amicable fracas over the feather duster, stop suddenly at her annrolch The rest file in. She makes an effort tobe Xasan and turns to the butler. Pleasant fl"int-seaanne darn-she works steadily. "Yes'm." bu'S" haViDS a gFeat maDy gU6StS- Tou must be "Yes'm." "Do you think the new car will come to-dav?-Probably, m'm." . She gives up in despair, swallows a few morsela -and. retreats. Arrived at her room, she hears merrl ment and laughter from below. She must! sne must eat alone in her room! She Is a damper upon thole folk, who ought to be happy. She fits nowhere; evln the servants will have none of her. Her bell Vines She hastens down the corridor S "Porter, get me into that blue gown. Quick we've guests for luncheon." - ' trl Sw remove the green suit and substitutes the blue. Her mistress runs on volubly "Get out the new chiffon, the corals and the fan to match for to-night. Have the tongs hot at six-thirtv I want my hair the new way. My nails must be done and my feet hurt awfully you will have to do them! too. And Mrs. Lewis, in the blue room, came without a maid. Go to her. She wants some things pressed Do what you can for her. She's an awful crank I do wish people would bring their own servants and Porter, you've been worked hard lately here's a five here's something for you." She lays a bill upon the dresser. The girl flushes, murmurs her thanks and goes to the blue room. Mrs. Lewis opens th .door. i A Busy Schedule. "Oh, you're the maid. Unpack my trunk and lav out the black gown and the things for to-night Then press that white suit. All my brushes need cleaning and everything is more or less mussed. My bath at seven, and come in to hook me np at eight I'll do my hair myself." . . The girl eyes the huge trunk to dismay. Can she ever get it all done? Somehow she manages She unpacks, cleans, presses, dresses hair, manicures nails attends to madam's feet, laces, hooks and turns out the two women in time for dinner at eight-thirty She is too tired to eat. They send her some chicken and Jelly and tea and she nibbles a bit In her mis tress' room. At the headSof the stair on the way to her room she pauses. From the dining hall below comes a burst of laughter. She kneels, a miserable heap, upon the top step and listens. A belated guest descending pauses and bends over the crouching figure "Are you 111?" he asks kindly. ( She springs to her feet crimson with shame. So it has come to this she must eke her meagre joy from the joy of others, as a sneak a thief. She. answers with a strangled sob. The man, uncomprehending, gazes Wonderingly after the retreating figure. Then he pursues his- way. . The girl has thrown herself face downward upon the bed. She makes no sound, but the cry In her breast; Js-. the cry of the tortured soul throughout all ages: ' "How long, O Lord, how long?"
