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ROSEBURG, OREGON, SATURDAY, JANUARY 19, 1884.
NO. 41. f
THE niDEPEITDBIIT
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SATURDAY MORNINGS,
BY THE
Douglas County Publishing iCoiapany.
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ALL WOBK WARRANTED.
Dealer In -Watches, Clocks, Jewelry,
Hpeetaeles and Eyeglasses
t '::': and a tvvl link or
Cigars, Tobacco & Fancy Goods.
Th only reliable Optomer in town for the proper adjust
- went of Kpectaclet ; always on hantl.
Depot of the Genuine Brazilian Pebble Spec
tacles and Eyeglasses.
., Office First Door South 6f Postofilce,
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Eastern and San Francisco Hoots and
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And everything in tli Boot and Shoe line, and
SELLS CHEAP FOR CASH.
Roots and Shoes Made to Order, and
Perfect Fit Guaranteed.
I use the Best of Leather and Warrant all
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Repairing Neatly Done, on Short Notice.
TOYS AND NOTIONS.
Musical Instruments and Violin Strings
a specialty.
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MAHONETS SALOON,
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. Address,
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Portland, Oregon.
"Oar First Daughter."
It is told of the wife of Buchanan!
first postmaster general, Mr. Brown
that she had been married before, and
so had her hnsband, and. each had a
daughter by the first marriage. Then
they had another daughter. Mrs,
Brown used to present the daughters a
her receptions in this way: "This is
Miss Brown, Mr. Brown's daughter by
his first wife; this is Miss Sanders, my
daughter by my first hnsband, and this
is imss iirown, our jom aTirnter j
Ari Ideal
Harriet P cscott Spofford in The Continent
Age comes to some people only like the
wider oix?jnng of the rose, the gentle droop
ing of the creamy outer petal, and one must
needs think, of this in looking at Mrs. Fer
nalde. "I have had ray threescore and ten,"
she used to say. "I have had all that nature
has to give, and now I am living on grace."
t was a sunny spirit that informed her. a
lightsomeness that never let the substance of
tea;- penetrate beneath the surface that
could endure nothing but happiness. Her
unfailing good nature was like a fairy wind
that smoothed every trouble out of her way
and out of the way of every one about her.
If her hair was white, no great sorrow had
made it so; and its contrast with the soft
brilliancy jof the black eye and the velvet
flush of a cheek unwritten by many lines,
made her perhaps as lovely as one standing
in all the full radiance of youth. As for Mr.
Fernalde -tall, dark, spare ho was by no
means unattractive, and his courtly manners
had a unique elegance. He loved his ease;
and annoyances, when they chanced to break
through the magic circle his wife drew about
him, vexed him, as they usually do a nervous
person. For the rest, he was one of those
men who, having led a singularly, fortunate
life, maintain to themselves a fancy that
they have just missed the last stroke to make
the crystal complete, who have a vanishing
ideal always just beyond the sight and
reach.
The Fernaldes were neighbors of ours.
Wealth required no exertion of them, and
advancing age secluded them in some
measure from general society; their home
was always cheerful; they wore always in it;
and if there had been no such person as
crabbed old Mrs. Talliafero. who had spent
the last six month with them, it would have
been hard to sse how heaven itself could be
much improvement on it. " However, she was
going at once, and then where would be the
crumple in the rose-leaf?
They loved young people. "Tne new
generation lends us a part of its freshness,"
they used to say. They always welcomed
any of ua, and indeed made me so particu
larly conscious of their flattering favor that
I spent a good portion of my time with
them, threaded the sweet little lady's needles,
road and wrote more or. less for Mr.
fernalde, and was gradually taken into
their confidence in a way I did not desire,
since I am about to violate it
''Could I imagine a happier old age than
this, my child, with my wife, my health, my
flowers, our birds and pets and friends?" he
sail once, repeating my question. "Why,
yes, my dear, it was much happier before my
wire Drought Jars, laulaiero to stay witn
us. Some old schoolmate or girl friend of
hers, I don't quite know whom, for the fact
is she nettled me so the first day she came
that I wouldn t ask Rosalie a word about
her, for fear I should show my displeasure
at her having brought her home when she
turned up. It is astounding how an invisibly
small thorn will destroy your equanimity.
And then this woman ' has a quality that
would turn honey into vinegar, I do believe.
She has changed our quiet, peaceful, sun
shiny life, that seemed like one long day in
June, into a sharp, raw day in November.
There is something very rasping about her.
I don't soe why my wife invited her to spend
Buch a season with us for. I wonder if she
thought that at the end of the time I should
press for a continuance? My dear, I have
counted the days it sounds sadly against
all hospitable rites I have counted the
days till I should see her consult a railway
time-table, as she did yesterday, about going
home to-day. I believe she is not in affluent
circumstances now. I would be glad to
meet the expense of boarding her away! I
am speaking strongly. Yes, Rosalie," look
ing at his laughing wife, "I know you say
too strongly. But it is argument, assertion,
contradiction, differing, bickering, finding
fault with the servants who have suited us
half a lifetime, questioning the expenditure,
disordering the arrangements from one day
to the next Think of it, when she comes
into my study and declares that my wife
has the patience of the play to endure such a
den of disorder in her house. She wonders
that I do not wear a scratch. She warns me
of indigestions, she threatens me with night
mares, she reminds me of my age, she inter
feres with my pipe 1 And then she wants so
much fresh air I Thank heaven! her time is
up to-day, and fny wife will not invite
another truest for a half year with
out giving me time to arrange a residence
elsewhere! And such a voice, too! When one
hears it, one longs for the proper infirmities
of age that dull the hearing sh irp as a file,
piercing as' a locust's whirr! What are you
laughing at, Rosalie?"
'Ah, you are not quite just, my love," said
the sweet little lady. "Mrs. Talliafero has a
fine mind. She is really waking us up. She
prevents our sinkinsr "d6Vn into a iellv-like
existence, alf so many at our age do. She
keeeps us bubbling."
"There, there, there, my dear! Don't say
another word about your Mrs. Talliafero! Go
and rpend a season with her at Saratoga, if
you ever want to see her any more. I'll go
to Richfield. Bubble! She'd make sulphuric
acid bubble out of the sands of the desert!
I've no doubt she worried Talliafero, poor
man, into the grave! But there, I've said too
much," he added directly. "I beg your par
don, my sweet, if I hurt your feelings about
an old friend, but really Now, Rosalie,
hiy, love, if you don't care to go over
these accounts, our young mend will
And then Mrs. Fernalde tripped off
with as light , a foot as a girl of 17,
and I drew up the great folding-screen
around our chairs, stirred the fire a little,
and took pencil and paper to add up the
figures Mr. Fernalde was to read out to me.
But Mr. Fernalde was in a brown study for
a little, and I let him stay. .
"It was strange you should have asked me
that question, child," he said at length.
used, at your time of life, to imagine a very
differeut old age from this, if I may so call
that imagination, for, in fact, old age never
entered into my calculations. I imagined
nothing about the passage of time, only of
the continuance of a condition. And that
condition was the perpetual paradise of
Alicia's smiles." "
"Rosalie, you mean," said I.
"I beg your, pardon," said Mr. Fernalde
shortly. "I mean Alicia."
"Alicia?"
"Alicia, who, when I was twenty, was the
light of my eyes and the loadstar of my life."
I don t know what you mean, sir."
"Of course you don't, of course you don't.
I've half tha mind to tell you, though. It's
a long time ago a long time and no harm
done. One is perhaps a fool at' TO,"
said Mr. Fernalde presently again. "I'm
not quite 80. One is certainly a fool at
20. I was, at any rate, but I didn't
know it, and I walked in a fool's paradise.
And to be a fool and not know it! Is there,
on the whole, any farther paradise? Pretty,
pretty as a peach!" he began again, after an
other pause. "Ah! that sounds to us like
profanity. That heavenly fair face, those
eyes like the stars in a blue midnight 1 that
smile of exquisite innocence aud purity!
used to tremble before her sometimes as be
fore some young saint stepped from a shrine
one that I dared to desecrate by loving.
Ah, how I loved her f " The sight of certain
flow
L3 Kit:
- s her back to me bow 1
the apple trees are la blossom, that pink aad
white snow, that ineffable delicacy of per
fume, calls her before me like a revelation!
There are times when this eternal smooth
ness of . things in my life palls me times
when l cannot , bear the sound of evening
bella coming across the water. It so renews
formethat evening that evening when I
lost her when I lost her if I found Rosalie P
"You lost her then?" I said, to break the
silence that followed.
"I i will tell ;. you. The two were in
separable. If I walked h or rode or
sailed with one, the other was not far
away. Rosalie was a little gay, tormenting
sprite. Alicia was a pensive saint It was
Alicia's home; her father was a man of
wealth, and Rosalie was visiting her. Ros
alie had no home, no fortune; she " had just
finished school and was to- be governess,
dreading it as a butterfly might dread being
broken to harness, dreading it all the more
for this glimpse of luxurious life in her
riend's home since school. I myself had a
fortune in my own right, and had been
iguilty of the follies of most of . the jeunesse
doree of that period, which, if comparatively
innocent, were troublesome enough to the
authorities of my college to need discipline,
and I was passing a year of most unhappy
rustication in the place adjoining Alicia's
home. Never shall I foreret the first moment
in which I saw Alicia running down one of
the orchard aisles with her white garments
fluttering about her, and her fair head bent
over the branch of apple blossoms in her
hand. - If lightning had fallen, the revolu
tion that seized me could not have come more
quickly. I seemed to be changed in a
twinkling, to have been borne into
another planet I felt as if sun
shine had pierced and penetrated once im
penetrable gloom. When ' fell asleep in the
grass of that orchard, and woke with that
heavenly creature bending over me, I rose
only to walk on air. The little brown face
of Rosalie, with its carnations, with the glint
and glance of its great brown eyes, with its
flood of brown curls that had a touch of gold
ou them, with the glittering teeth of its
beautiful laugh, was just over her shoulder,
but I merely know I saw it by remembering
it afterward. She was only a shadow to me
in those days; and as for me, I was only
Alicia's shadow myself. She lived and
moved in some exalted atmosphere, to my
perception. She does now. Her father wore
the front of Jove; I could not say that he did
not carry the thunders. I felt myself a mote
in the broad beam of their sunshine, as
though I were something hardly visible in
their large range of vision, as if it required
an effort to make myself perceived bv them.
I hesitated to make the effort I worshiped
from afar. When she spoke to me my heart
beat so I had hardly voice to answer; when
she touched my hand it thrilled me through
and through. And I asked no mora I
thought of no more for a while than just to
continue so forever; to see her from my win
dow walking under the lonsr aisles
of the low-branched orchard," like
some mediaeval picture: to walk
besides her sometimes; now and then
to venture reading from - the same page with
her; now and then to be her partner m the
dance. That Rosalie should be about with
me, riding here, strolling there, walking to
church, reading with the old pas cor, in whose
charge there was a fiction that I was, and so,
in a way, studying with me that was all a
matter of commonplace: she was sweet, she
was fresh, she was charming. But what
was all that when an angel was in the room?
"One night I was on the gallery just out
side their drawing-room, looking in at the
long window, and Alicia was singing. Ah,
how delicious was that voice 1 The cherubim
and seraphim who continually defsing, if
I ever hear them, will not sing so sweetly.
I wonder to whom that voice is singing now!
Besides her, that night, was this scamp who
had come to the place more than once, a
proud, commanding fellow in his undress uni
form, a man whom her father plainly in
tended she should marry. I can see the scene
now the rich and dimly-lighted room full
of purple shadows, the air laden with the
scent of flowers; Alicia ia her whiJ j drapery,
more . mystical, more beautiiul, more
holy, as she sang, than if revealed in the
glow of her beauty; outside the violet depths
of the sky, and the moon just falling, like
some great golden flower, low in the west:
and as Alicia's voice became silent a choir of
bell tones coming far and fine and free across
the water, like echoes of her song in heaven.
My heart swelled with a fullness of rapture;
life seemed too rich, too sweet, too sacred;
and then I saw that man stoop and kiss her
brow, lhe action turned me to stone for a
moment till he came sauntering to the win
dow, and I knew no more what I was doing
than that bronze Perseus in the corner would
if he moved. I lifted the hand that had
seemed stone, and as he passed me I struck
him on the mouth, the mouth that had done
the profanation." '
And Mr. Fernalde was quiet a little while.
"And that was the end of all things," he
resumed. "The fellow laughed at me for a
mad boy. Her father launched one of the
thunderbt Its, and forbade me the house,
What a stricken day and night of wretched
ness! What a week of hopelessness, of anni
hilation! But perhaps Alicia felt otherwise.
Why should I not discover? Why should I
suppose she had any other sympathy with
that creature than the sympathy of the star
and the worm? And if my glad hope peradven-
ture were true, whythen we could fly from
these places that should know us no more;
the world was before us, heaven's gates were
open to us. And I wrote, my hand trembling
at its sacrilegious daring, just a dozen lines,
without address, without signature. She
would know what it meant And I sent it
by the parson's boy.- And I waited for her,
lying on the grass beneath the orchard trees,
in the deep gloom just gilded by the influence
of the unseen moon. There came the rust
ling of garments, the tripping of a foot; my
heart beat, my eyes grew dim. " Was it she
coming up behind me, as I lay lifted on my
elbow, kneeling and putting her arms about
me, raii.ing swift kisses on my face? wild,
sweet kisses in that shadow; wild, passionate
whispers in that silence! And then a great
pang smote me, and I rose and went out with
her into the less dim darkness and it was
Rosille.
"She never knew," said Mr. Fernalde, "she
does not know to-day that I died that night
I can't say how I lived through those mo
ments even. They were but moments she
had stolen away. She had to return at once.
We parted at the foot of the mock-orange
walk, and I went to my bed and lay there in
a tr-tnee of despair. Perhaps sunlight
brought some relief. The parson told
at the breakfast-table the news that Alicia
was betrothed to the army officer I had seen
over the hedge. I wrote a word, saying I
was called away, "and I was gone a week or
more. But in that blank I must have some
thing to love me to have an Interest in.
Better Rosalia than the absolute negation of
those days. She thought nothing of my ab
sence after my return. She was as full of
romance as a flower of nectar. And, to sum
it up, if she was not the rose, she had lived
with the rose. One day we married, and
here we are. A long life, a happy life, and
have never regretted the day in it that I made
her my wife. After all, one cannot
marry among the angels clay must
mate with clay. What' do you
say! Not lore her, my child?
You nover were mor mistaken. I love her
tenderly, absorbingly. She is a perfect
woman she has been a perfect wife. She
has made me calmly and completely happy.
If once in a while the old hope, the old dream
of a passion arises and sweeps before me in its
bloom and light, it is because it means youth
to me that youth which we do not know till
we are old is itself the ideal that it holds up
for worship. Yet perfect as my wife is, fifty
years of this smooth life with her wear some
thing of the commonplace, and if across their
dead level of same content sometimes gleams
the shining of Alicia's face, it is not in any
disloyalty to her. I often wonder what be
came of the lovely creature. Once I could
not have spoken of her. v At seldom times,
when I sit alone by the fire, she comes ad sits
beside me, and gleams of light ar-' shadow
make free with her sweetness, her beauty,
her pensive and etherial grace. Dear girl! I
suppose she sleeps in her grave by this, but
she is a shaft of the light of heaven in my
memory." :
And Mr. Fernalde rose, walking to the
window, just as the screen began tremble,
and a smothered cough -and tlieir 'i undis
guised one, betrayed to me, if not to him,
that Mrs. Fernalde had heard the chief part
of the monologue.
"And I had heard it in fragments and
sections more than once before," she after
ward told me, with her pleasant smile. "I
know it means nothing that he is just as
wholly mine as I am his that our love is the
imperishable sort that we are welded into
one by fifty years together. And perhaps it
was ignoble of me to break the pretty bub
ble, to take away his little ideal, with which
he has found comfort whenever I would have
my own way too much. Yet I thought it
was about time."
But she said nothing of this at all as she
came bustling round the corner of the screen
that morning.
"There is such a gale blowing outside," she
said, "that the dust really rises in the house
fit to choke one."
"You haven't caught cold, Rosalie F' said
her husband, turning in concern.
"Not the least, but I shall if the hall-door
is open another moment There she comes
now. Make haste, and bid Alicia good-bye,
my love. She is just going."
"Who?" he cried, suddenly opening his
eyes like lamps in their deep settings.
"Alicia Mrs. Talliafero dear. Sue mar
ried again, yod know. Oh, it has been a fine
jest," she cried with her low laugh, "to
think that you should not have recognized
Alicia in all these weeks and m ths!"
Mr. Fernalde was quiet for a few moments,'
looking at the sweet little hvly before him,
with her color like the half -tarnished rose,
with tho soft brilliancy of her placid smile.
Then he crossed over the hearth before me,
and he took her hand and bent down and
kissed her mouth. I
"My Rosalie," said he, "will you not make
my adieux to Mrs. Talliafero youself ? Tell
her tell her I have gone to the funeral of an
old friend!"
Chinese Interest in Sorghum Sugar.
Chicago Tribune.
For 2,000 years sorghum has been profitably
grown in China as a cereal, but has never
been utilized as a source of producing sugar.
The experiments made in ' this country by
well-known scientists in this direction have
attracted much attention in China. The peo
ple of that country are'not slow to see that if
the clear gam of its sugar value can be added
to the seed crop it will prove a matter of vart
importance to tha. empire. Accordingly,
some weeks ago the Chinese embassador and
his two secretaries were among a party of
visitors to the Rio Grande Sugar company's
works, for the purpose of learning what they
could from observation of the processes em
ployed in the manufacture of sugar from
sorghum. Concerning the interest evinced
by the shrewd and inquisitive representatives
of the Celestial kingdom a correspondent of
The New York Tribune says: "If they had
been sugar experts, inclined to purchase the
whole concern as an investment, they could
not have studied the methods and machinery
more closely or more intelligently. They
watched the cane through the rollers and
followed the expressed juice as it was clari
fied and boiled through the vacuum pans to
the centrifugals, and by their searching in
quiries kept Dr. Collier and Supt Hughes
constantly explaining every detail through
the entire process. When the day was over
there is little doubt that they had a more
comprehensive knowledge of sugar-making
than any of the American visitors." That
the Chinese ambassadors went there for a
purpose is evident enough, and the next
thing to be expected is that one of these days
China will be largely engaged in the success
ful manufacture of sorghum sugar.
Sianaslns a Bird Dos.
Evansvillo Argus.
- The average amateur gets his dog talk
from books, and says To-ho," "Down sir,"
"Down charge," "Retrieve," "Hi sir,
"Bring to bag," "To heel, sir," etc., etc. If
we ever forgot ourself and lent our dog to
any amateur and he went through this lingo
the dog would come in at night and try to
say "Say, pard, that man you lent me to
this morning must have been drinking, for
he called mo a lot of worse names than ever
you did when you licked me for being too
fresh aud running over two or three gangs
early in tho day." And we wouldn't blame
the poor dog. We don't hold any long con
versation with our dog; it takes his mind
away from business. When we get into a
field we say "Yup" and wave our hands in
the direction we want him to go.
When he comes to a point, if he seems to
be nervous we say "Yo-o-o," just as we
would to a nervous horse, and if by any ac
cident we manage to kill a bird when the
covey rises, we simply say "dead" and that
settles it. He gets the bird, brings it up to
us; sits down and at tbe word "drop" lets it
fall out of his mouth and hies off again to
fresh fields and pastures new. If he runs
over a bird we yell "Hey! you darn foolr
and he drops down and remembers that if he
does it again ho will get a corn stalk across
his flank. And so we go and the longer in
the day he hunts the less we have to say to
him, except to invariably pal his bead and
call him a "good old snoozer" every time he
brings in a bird.
The Corean "Jenkins." t
IChicasro Herald.1
Soh Kwanfi Pom, secretary of the Corean
embassvat Washington, has made the fol
lowing observations in this country: "The
wramn of America are all far more beautifn
than any others we have seen.' I notice most
women wear black clothes; many wear blue,
and when the weather is warm, white is very
mmmanlT worn. Some women wear their
hats and bonnets tilted back, showing the
front hail-, while others wear inem squareiy
on the bead. Of the two, the former style is
the nicer to see."
Wretched Fern.
Inter Ocean.
.Unhappy Peru! She not only has the ex
tortionate demands of Chili to settle, but she
has 320 generals, 1,400 colonels, 2,210 majors,
4,000 captains, and more lieutenants than
anybody can count, all waiting for back pay.
She thinks some of selling out as a total
wreck. .
New Orleans Picayune: When a giraffe
wants a drink, he knows what a long-felt
want is,
A CITY OF HOMES.
Philadelphia's Characteristics Con
trasted AVlth I'arlslaa Features--.
A Future Full of Promise.
: v Philadelphia Call.
Philadelphia has the marked pecul -
iarity of being a city of homes. This
means more than the average reader
win understand, it is not merely a
?lace of shelter that is a home. New
ork has largelv adopted the French
flat system. These can hardly be
called homes. They are economical
contrivances for passing such time as
cannot be pnt m elsewhere. Food,
sleep, are the necessities, but the broad,
generous idea of home ' rarely invades
the Fre. c-i flat Temrx r.iry shelter ia
the leading idea. And the influence of
this, in the unhomelike features it pos
sesses, has a molding power over those
who occupy flats. It is generally con
ceded that the lack of home sense in
Paris is the result of this form of life.;
Restaurants take the place of home as
resorts for food. Unsettled and wander
ing, the flat renter leads largely an out
door life. All this is known, and the
volatile character of the French popu
lation is largely the outcome. New
York, as a cosmopolitan city, is pos
sessed of many traits similar to Paris.
But Philadelphia has entirely differ
ent characteristics. It not only has many
moderate houses and from these
through all intermediate grades up to
palatial residences but the number of
artistic, comfortable, roomy houses is
increasing. The fact that capitalists
are spending large sums on such prop
erties proves two things : That the
mass of our people are so improving in
circumstances as to be fully able to live
with an approach to luxury; and that
with this ail the comfort of real homes
is demanded. Houses with from eight
to ten rooms, finished in natural woods,
with all modern conveniences, adapted
to artistic furnishing, and perfectly
f)iped and drained, are what are in
argest demand. , All this has its evi
dence of the advancing prosperity and
taste of our people; but it also proves
more than th s. The character of a
population is molded by its homes. If
these are such as to inspire elevated
taste, and a sense of mental as well as
physical comfort, the population is sure
to advance in all the elements of thrift.
It is from this standtioint that we re
gard the future of Philadelphia as so
full of promise. All it gains it keeps.
It is not subject to wide fluctuations.
All its growth is solid and permanent.
But when people grow in taste, com
fort, the 6ense of refinement, and so of
intellectual power, it is the best of all.
This is the marked feature of Philadel
phia. Its advance represents a rising
intellectual grade. And with rapid
transit, which is a coining necessity,
it will show the finest suburbs of any
city in the world. Along it3 northern
and western borders, these already ex
ist. Dut their number must increase
rapidly. The soil surrounding this
city is peculiarly adapted to the finest
rural homes. Pasturage, lawns, ' gar
dens, and all that adds charm or ad
vantage to rural homes can be had.
And elegant places, complete in ap
pointments, will soon be a marked
feature in the surroundings of our city.
bo with the poor well housed, and the
better-to-do with an approach to ele
gance, and grand suburban homes,
Philadelphia will be the great . home
city.
Thackeray's martyrdom.
"Cornwall" in Inter Ocean. ,
I am only permitted to tell one inci
dent out of the many that have been re
lated to me. The best years of Tha k
eray's life were given to the affectionate
care of his insane wife. Her disease
was that of a violent type, except at in
tervals, but she required constant over
sight and attendance. To secure this
Thackeray bought a house in the coun
try near London, in which the invalid
was surrounded with every comfort that
love and sympathy could devise. As
she still craved his presence and
seemed unhappy when he was out of
her sight, Thackeray made frequent
visits to her in her retire
ment. These were the hours
which his enemies declared were
spent in the midst of all kinds of follies
and excesses. They were devoted in
stead to soothing the invalid repinings
and quieting tne unreasonable sus
picions of a wife dearly beloved but
hopelessly insane. In one of his un
published letters he relates without
complaint, but in a strain of heart
broken resignation, that sometimes
his wife could only b3 appeased in her
insane moments by being permitted to
beat him with her naked fists. This he
endured shut up with her for hours, or
until the violence of her passion had
passed, when he would emerge from
her rooms looking like one "who has
died once and comes unwillingly back
again to a hateful existence. It is not
to be wondered at that Thackeray's
views of life weve tinged with a pro
found melancholy.
TENDENCIES AMOXQ QUAKERS.
At Winthrop, Me., the Quakers have
introduced a wonderful innovation on
old customs. They are building a meet
ing house which is actually to be beau
tiful. It will exceed in " its decorative
splendor any other Friend's meeting
house in this country. Other meeting
houses are bare and unpainted. This
one will be tastefully upholstered. It
will also be finished in hard wood. A
belL is talked of, but it is thought that
the conservative tendencies of the
Friends will be sufficiently strained by
the uohotsterr. the hard-wood finish.
and the generally ecclesiastical appear
ance of the house. The denomination
has hitherto stoutly resisted all innova
tions of this sori. The indications now
are that the old rigidity of Quaker cus
toms will have to accept a modification
in order to keep the younger Quakers
from running off and joining other de-
nominations-
How Did It Get There f
A Mississippi paper says that while
some persons - we ro boring an artesian
well in Lee county, that state, they
found a log 825 feet under the earth,
winch was in a fair state of preserva
tion and resembled poplar. -
WOMAN AMD HOME.
Various Phases of Woman's Work
Family Hints and Helps. '
Stray Common Sense Kitchen Rec
ipes - Iecorative Sugges
tionsFashion Items
Sill Arp's Talk.
Atlanta Constitution.
The trouble with most of the girls is they
are in too big a hurry to get married. When
they get through school or college they begin
to look round for a feller, and as fellers of the
right sort are scarce they kill thru for a year
or two and then mate : with somebody they
don't want exactly and the union is not
happy. 1 A girl had better not marry at all
than to marry badly. Most of our men are
poor and they cant afford to marry. The
girls and the boys are all on a strain to keep
up wjth society t - But if a girl can support
herself she is independent and can take her
pick when she does marry. Mr. Whitner
told me that he had to send to Michigan for
girls to work in his office, that he could not
find them here and he was now paying one
$800 and another $1,000. That is a bad sign
for us. : It is a reflection either on our girls or
our system of education, j
There are many inviting fields for girls that
are not yet occupied. The world is full of
picture cards and Christmas gems, and they
ought to make the designs, for new patterns
are : wanted every day.- Photography is an
art that would just suit their taste, and
there ought to be a gallery attached to
every female college. How nice it would
be to adorn the walls or fill portfolios
with lovely likenesses of every class that
graduates and every teacher and distinguished
visitor. How nice it would be to see a lady
in charge of a gallery in every town. 'How
much better she could arrange the dress
and the position and how kindly the children
would take to her gentle voice. I know she
would get the patronage of all tho young
men and could have a trunk full of hand
some pictures to look at on Sundays if she
wanted them.
Southern girls are teaching now all over
the land, and that is a good sign. Before the
war we used to get all our teachers from New
England. But then they didn't teach very
long, for our young men and widowers mar
ried them, and they made good wives and
good mothers and they raised up good rebels.
They don t come now, and our own girls have
monopolized the business. There is a nice
young lady teaching not far from me and she
has sixty-five scholars. Another one has started
a school close by and my little chaps are going
and now I have to hear their lessons every
night, for they are in the cautious state and
don't want to be kept in at recess. A little
boy tickled Carl on the foot yesterday and
he got a mark for cackling. He says he
couldnt help it, fordt just tickled itself be
fore he knew it I like these country schools.
My happiest memories are of the years that
I walked two miles to one of them and car
ried my dinner in a basket and played on the
road, and at recess and noon, and stood up
in the long class and spelt the hard words,
and sometimes got bead and told my good
mother about it and received her approving
smile. Those smiles and those tears. What
a world of love was in them.
Xew Business for Women.
Albany Journal.
Within a year a new art has been de
veloped calculated to relieve the pressure on
the embroidery and painting business. High
art has been introduced into the preservation
of fruits and the baking of cakes and sweet
meats. This, too, has become a poDular em
ployment with people who are able to acquire
the skill necessary. At the various art rooms
now you will find canned fruit and fancy
bake stuffs on exhibition, made by ladies for
the most part who do it to employ their leis
ure time. These goods command the highest
prices, being bought at rates which dealers
in these stores would not dare to ask. The
ill-success of so many people in making their
preserves make this business supply some
thing of a want
Cake-baking, too, is an equally profitable
venture. I see advertised in the Albany
papers the wares of a lady resident in a city
in central New York, who supplies cakes to a
vast number of customers. She . made her
self famous by baking what is called "An
gel's Food." She is a member of a family
who were once immensely wealthy, but are
now reduced to straitened circumstances.
Her business is worth $5,000 a year to her at
present, and is growing all the time. An
other case is that of a lady who puts up canned
fruits. She is the daughter of an ex-congress
man, and is married to the son of the greatest
diplomat America has produced in recent
years. There is no need of her applying her
Ekill in this manner,' but she was induced to
make a business of what was a pastime by
the urgent solicitation of friends who ate her
preserves. She now gets a very handsome
revenue from the work.
A Misfortune Bather Than a Fault.
Chicago Inter Ocean.
Through fault of discipline when the char
acter was forming, women who happen to
come within the charmed circle of moneyed
plenty are predisposed against work of any
sort that is more serious than pertains to the
toilet and do not have the joyful experience
of life that comes of a useful relation to life.
Girls are not subjected to the formative pro
cesses that strengthen and . qualify their
minds, develop their handicraft, or fructify
their talents, so that they generally step into
womanhood totally unfit to be helpmates to
men, and quite without a practical knowledge
of means by which to maintain themselves.
The lessons of their lives have been con
fined to the cultivation of social graces, not
extending to the acquisition of principles of
domestic economy of home exaltation. They
become mothers before they have learned
what it is to be wives, and consequently let
their children follow the some unpurposef ul
way themselves have straggled along, unless
those children are blessed enough to be boys,
and come more directly under the paternal
manaevment
The lives of a large proportion of women
are so entirely devoted to dress and amuse
ment that it is a question if they are aware
that matters of greater importance concern
other people. It ia tha misfortune rather
than the fault of most of them, the result of
a foolish notion that it is unnecessary for the
girls of wealthy parents to know more than
how to entertain agreeably and appear to
good advantage in the fashionable world.
Concerning Wall-Paper.
Clara Belle in Cincinnati Enquirer.
Rooms are being beautified or made hid
eous, according as the tastes of the family
boss vary irom good to bad. The results de
pend largely on the selection of the wall
paper. The use of paper for decorations of
the walls and ceilings Is increasing. Ceilings
are rarely now frescoed, but left plain, that
rich papers, harmonizing with the other dec
orations, may be used. Manufacturers fre
quently make special designs to order, or
prepare paper from designs submitted to
them.
In the cheaper grades of paper there has
been a marked improvement in the last few
years. A few years ago, ddring the Dolly Var
riOTi tfrrwa thflM we a rfrfmariil T
colors, without regard to, any reccgnlzed
form or design. There was a reaction to dark,
heavy colors. , The styles for the fall reasons
are light colors, not drabs and gray s, but
light and warm colors, arranged in small de
signs. The dado style of finish is still used,
chiefly in rich furnishing and ' hall decora
tions. When a room is decorated in the dado
style, they " run a light molding cf ash,
mahoeanv. cherrv. black walnnt nr araaa
other wood to correspond with the furr ishing, -around
the wall between the base and the
field. Then above the field they put a frieze
with a molding of the same sort of w jod that
is used below. The upper molding is, how
ever, heavier, and they often use a kind
from which pictures can be hung.
Ilow Fashion Slay Bring Quiet
A'Ights.
Chicago Times. .
Fashion, omnipotent fashion, promises to
do what centuries of bootjacks, fire shovels,
cuspidors, and other utensils convertible into
missiles of distinction have failed to accom
plish.. For, countless ages ' such hotssehold
articles have been aimed at howling mi dnight
cats by victims whose sleep was banished by
caterwaulings. Cats have been hit t-ndthe
breath has temporarily left their bodies, but
it is not on record that midnight cat meetings
have ever been broken up through denuding
bed-chamber of utensils that might be
hurled at the feline fbes of. slumber. The
next night the cats invariably reassembled as
if by request
But, unless fashion should suddenly change
her mind) relief would appear to be at hand.
Kittens' heads are extensively used by fash
ionable milliners in Paris for the trimming
of ladies' hats and bonnets. So large has
become the demand - that Paris back-yards
are nightly invaded by cat-hunters, and the
breeding of kittens for their heads has become
a regular business. Parte sets the fashions,
and this demand for kittens' heads most ex
tend'all over the worlds The cat with a litter
of young ones will be unable to send them
out into the world to imitate her own dissi
pated career. They will have their little
heads chopped off, and the self -same little
heads will be used to adorn the millinery of
the fashionable lady. If this fashion should
hold out a year or two nocturnal caterwaul
ings will be heard no more, and a single boot
jack may last a man a lifetime.
Reformation First.
Chicago Herald.
I was invited to a wedding the other even
ing, but could not go. The invitation was
extended by the groom in person. He came
in, and, having acted shyly for a moment,
asked me to step out in the hallway. There were
no other persons in the room, but I consented.
The gas was burning and he turned it down.
If I hadn't known him as well as I did, I
should have felt some misgivings. Thus
shadowed he stated his case at once. He
said he was going to be married: He had
known her a long time, and they had both
outgrown their foolishness. He had no doubt
about her. But he had been practicing to be
good himself.
"One year ago," he said, "I just concluded
not to drink nor run around town at night
I never took any oath or anything of that
sort it got to be kind of natural to me
after that,and I didn't want to knock around.
Then I concluded I would go to church. I
had not been in one for fifteen years. : I hap
pened around one Sunday, and sat down
just as quietly and naturally as a deacon.
When they got to smgmg I found out that I
had joined the chorus. I've kept it up, and
without restraint We're to be married to
morrow, and the little home Is already fixed
up and furnished." He went away, and I
stood watching him. There was no need of the
the sidewalk for him. His heart was so light
that it might have buoyed his body above
the earth. There was a genuine reformation
that I wouldn't be afraid to tie ta
A Three-Year-Old's Prayer for Pa-
tience.
Boston Traveler.
One of the greatest little witches that ever
lived was the 3-year-old girl of a 3ertain Meth
odist D. D., LL. D., prominent alike for
vigorous preaching and stern practice, but
wfiose ideas of duty do not extend
to the restraining of his children nor tbe
holding up of his wife's weary arms. Hence
when his little "thorn of his flesh" became
too troublesome and troublous, he would
withdraw to his study leaving her to the
mother, and she, often with an audible
prayer for strength, would persevere. One
day Gracie was left alone for a moment
all prepared to make a visit with her mam
ma, dressed in pure white. In a few mo
ments she was missed from the room and
search was made. Up stairs, down stairs,
and in "my lady's chamber," passed the
weary mother. At last she entered the
kitchen and saw the chill playing in some
soot, and black as the substance itself. When
she saw her mother in the door looking at
her more in sorrow than in anger, quick as
a flash the little one dropped on her knees,
clasped her grimy hands, and lisped "O
Lord,'dive us patience!" No jest was it nor
family speech, only the prayer that had
often been the plea from a weary, true
mother's heart
Wholesale Cremation.
"When the Belgian chemist M. Creteur
was charged with the purification of the
battlefield of Sedan, he was compelled
to resort to cremation in order to dis
pose of the heaps of half-covered
bodies. Not one case of illness occur
red among his 250 workmen, though
they were at work under a blazing sun.
After the battle of Worth and Orave
lotte and the two sieges of Paris the
bodies of the slain were cremated, and
none of the usual contagious disorders
occurred. In Eussia, after the .retreat
of the grand army, corpses were
burned wholesale, and later, before
Paris, 4,000 were cremated with a sim
ilar avoidance of bad effect. -It ia said
if a similar method had been adopted in
Egypt the cholera would not have
brolen out at Damietta.
- How rXeTourted 11 er.
The following is Artemus Ward's de
scription of why he courted Betsy
Jane : "There were many affectin ties
which made me hanker after Betsy Jane.
Her father's farm jined ourn ; their
cows and ourn squelched their thirst
at the same spring: our mares both had
stars on their for head; the measles
broke out in both families at nearly he
same time ; our parents (Betsy Jane's
and mine) slept regularly every Sua
day in the same : meetin' house, aad the
neighbors used to observe : 'How
thick the. Wards and the Peasleys air.
It was a sublime sight in the spring of
the year to see our several mothers
(Betsy's aad mine) with their gowns
pinned up, so that they couldn't sile
'em, affecktionately bilin' soap together
and aboosin' their: neighbors " ;
How ccsild vou: tliiak' cf call'r g
auntie stupid?. 6o ta her i- 1.
and tea l.tr rci r.r