T
WINTER JO YS.
Wh#« the win*5ow pane it created
With a fair? la uJ o t nnow,
And the wizard
O f the blizzard
IIaa «but off bia biting blow.
When the morning*« gold baa boated
Like a billow on the »\vamp, 4
Prom toy cozy.
Ro*r, pony
Neat 1 fly with Peruan pomp.
Oh, my spirit’* bright aud »tintjj.
And joy'* eehoe in me wake.
When I poor the »bit m«r bone/
On the
Buckwheat cake.
Ob. the frosty air is bitter.
And the poodle’* eyeball« shine.
And the chicken.
Zero* stricken.
Roost« upon the bor«e’a «pine.
Ob. the snowdrifts gleam and glitter
With a gleaming, glaring glit.
And the sparrow.
To hi* marrow.
By old Bores* is hit.
Yet I listen to him chirrup
In thf bramble and the brake,
While r pour the maple syrup
On tl>e
Buckwheat cake.
Ob. 1 wjLtch the dumpy possum,
As be *&£« his tail in glee.
While he's rooting.
Or «-scooting.
To escape the fricassee.
With his none a frozen blossom
Doth the small boy now appear
At the gateway.
And be straightway
Moulds of snow the deadly sphere
And I see the man who passes
On his ear that snowball take,
While I pour the rich molasses
On the
Buckwheat cake.
—New York Journal.
THE COMEDY OF
MK. TICKER.
“» u r
No answer. There » a s * gentle clat
ter o f clilua in (be kitchen and a auiell
o f steaming soapsuds.
"M l, I say?” Tbe call came tbla time
from tbe bead o f tbe stairs.
“ Well, what ia it?”
“ I want in}' clean ahlrt.”
“ It’s right there In }o u r drawer. Just
where I pm It.”
“ I can t find It."
Mrs. Tucker wiped ber hands hastll}
on the towel as she crossed tbe room.
T b e atalrs were built In the wall and
she laid ber band against It going up;
It was tbe third time «be bad been up
stairs that morning.
“ Tbere!” ahe exclaimed triumphantly
In ber meal-hearted tone, drawing forth
the deSr.-.l article; “Just where I said
’ t w u ." “
“ I thought that was another one." an
swered ber husband. “ Ain’t you ’ most
through? You’ ll be late."
“ No. I gilesa not."
It waa a sweet Sunday morning In
June ami tbe sunshine struck glints o f
gold from tbe surface o f tbe grass
Made«. Tbe sky was a clear, raln-
waabed blue; tbe fragrance o f wild rose
waa abroad In tbe air. Mm. Tucker
looked out o f the kitchen door at the
old b o n e switching bis tall at tbe gate.
He. too, wore a Sunday aspect. “ I’ d
like to sit down and take It all In." she
thought Io herself. "There’ll be the
ride to church, anyway."
PreaeDtly there cam e another call
from abo*e. “ Hurry up! Y’ou'll make
me late."
"8'puse so." said Mrs. Tucker silent
ly, now resigned to ber fate. It seemed
to Almira Tucker at time« as If she
had been ’’ hurrying lip’" all her life.
When she went upstairs Mr. Tucker
waa standing In bis shirt sleeves before
tbe glass, chin our anil mouth drawn to
one aide, as he wrestleil with his collar
button. She stopped to fasten it for
him before sitting down to put on her
shoes, then, standing behind him. ahe
craned ber neck over bis shoulder to
see bow her hack hair looked. He did
not move aod she did not seem to ex
pect It
“ I wish you’d Ox this tie, Almlry. I
can't make it come right.’”
“ Just a minute, Is r'e l"
He shifted bis position uneasily from
one foot to the other. ’’ I can’ t wait all
day.”
His w ife dropped the juat arrange.!
waves o f her front hair In disorder, and
tied tbe necktie. There waa not a neat
er or more “ particular" man In town
than Israel Tucker, and she waa proud
o f tbe fact. Ills stiff ahlrt bosoms never
broke In the wrong place.
" I ’ ll be all ready by the tiros yon get
unhitched." she M id. breathlessly, d art
ing here aud there as be put on hla Sun-
coat and rest. "Yes, lar’el. I’ m c o m
ing!" ahe called a few moment* later.
“ Oh. dear! I a lw a y s get so flustratpd.
Well. I ran put on my g lov es « we go
along "
"Ob. my! Ain’ t It a pretty da y?" ahe
exclaimed, now quite serene again.
“ Oon’ t those daisies look like a lot ’o
children havin’ a party? See ’ em bow
in’ an’ dancin’. How pretty pink those
rosea are!"
"W ell enongh," M id Mr Tucker, In
dulgently. The patronising toleration
o f tbe unimaginative temperament for
what I* beyond Its grasp Is a secret
spring o f glee to tbe hnmomus mind.
Mrs. Tucker waa not definitely con
scious. however, o f anything unsatisfy
ing. She “ took lar’el just ’a she found
him.” " A fter a!!, they had much In
common.
A fter church «bey drove to their mar
ried daughter's to dinner. Emtnclli.,
lived In the village. Mrs. Tucker al
ways felt thla visit to he aonietblng of
aa event. It was the only day In tbe
week when she could alt still In ber best
black silk ami see someone else "fly
around " Kminellne loved to fly around.
She waa young and plump and Inex
haustible. She rushed up to her mother
M soon aa tbe buggy stopped, and
switched her collar Into shape. “ I dld'nt
want to tell you la church, but you got
your collar oa crooked again. Now,
W A S III 5
V ^
fW
? ON
COUNTY
II A T C I1 E T .
"There-sh-h! Ton mustn't do so."
come right In. Don't you do anything, * neighbor besought Mrs. Tncker to pay
It ia hard to know how to troat a man
ma—sit where you are. I’ m going to ber a visit that week. "Y'ou're almost a
j stranger. Alm lry." said she; “ can't you In tbe sulks. Y'ou can punish a little
bare chicken for dinner."-
It was pleasant to see her ItUle lira and Mr. T « ck "r r a n t to tea toward tbe boy who does not behave to please you.
whether you are right or wrong, for he
o f position and hospitality. “ Khali I cut i end o f tbe week?"
"I'd he pleased." s ns were, I Mrs. is tbe undA dog: but what can you do
up your lettuce for you, H enry?" ahe
asked at table.
, ! Tucker. "Mr. Tucker's busier’ u com with a little boy o f fifty-seven? For a
“ If yoo want to." answered her hus mon jtu t n o»' with tbe hayln.' but per- week Mr. Tucker «howed a surprising
band. a thin, dark man with a rather haps he could com e along late I d the propensity for keeping himself In evi
dence. He would ,-oine In from the
discouraged expression. "1 wish the afternoon and go borne with me.”
Mr. Tucker. h«»'ever. would make no farm at all hours o f the day aud insti
|iesky stuff would grow cut up. for my
part."
promise. "I'll see about it," was what tute eiahurate searches for unknown ar
They all laughed. latter on In the he said. Tbe day was so warm that ticles, and if his w ife asked him what
meal reference was made to something Mrs. Tucker went to the storeroom to he was looking for or begged to help
In the weekly newsjmper. Emmeline 1 get out a certain black and white him he invariably lurncd a deaf ear.
at once Jumped up and brought it to sprigged lawn, which she kept for the He found numberless things requiring
hottest weather, find which had not his immediate attention within -light of
him.
"W hy didn't you let him go?” asked i byen » o r n that season. The store cloeet the kitchen door. It was not that be
Mrs Tucker afterward. She was think was built around tbe ebimney. It was wanted td tie near at band to answer if
ing complacently, “ Emmeline’a got a | too small for a room, too large for a spokpn to and not answer. He also de
closet, and it had a little bit o f a win veloped a rigid independence to bis
good home."
dow near tbe floor that would not open. toilet. He could look after himself, he
“ Well. 1 knew Juat where It was."
“ Y'ou don't want to do foe him in Mrs. Tucker was all ready to go when guessed: he didn’ t want any meddling
every single thing. I-et him wait on she saw that she had left tbe door un with bis things. One rainy day he was
you some. It’s just as well to begin fastened. and she stepped back and busy for some time upstairs, and later
ou his wife found out that he had been
turned the button.
right."
It proved to he an enjoyable after turning out the contents of his bureau
Emmeline came to a standstill oppo
site. Her eyes had a Jocose light In noon. ticfflgh Mr. Tncker did not come drawers and rearranging them After an
them; ber round, good-humored face to tea. “ I don't aup|Ks>e it was so he original conception o f his own. By this
could get aw ay.” Mrs. Tncker ex time she would have worn sackcloth
was' like her mother’s.
“ Now, ma. I'd Just like to know bow plained. apologetically; "the hay's aud ashes, if sackcloth and ashes had
much more 1 do than you've been doing ripenin' so fast." She was disappointed anything to do with the rase. He even
for pa as far back as I can remember?" herself, for she enjoyed her husband's refused assistance with his collars, go
“ Well, maybe so," said Mrs. Tucker, society at tlmra—be "m ade a good ap ing so far as to trim off tbe frayed
surprised. The matter bad never been pearance In com pany." On this account edges o f an old one to wear to town
so forcibly presented to ber befrn-e, Oo she return«! early in the evening, bold meeting, much to ber mortification, and
their way home that afternoon she ing her muslin skirts well up to keep on Sunday, while driving to church, as
thought It over. She had the ability, them ont o f the dust. Contrary to their she saw his cheeked necktie sliding
rare In women who lead restricted usual twilight habit, tbe side door was around to his ear and ventured to re
lives, to face a situation and sum It up closed. Everything looked just as she place it. he deliberately put up bis left
from an impersonal point o f view. She had left it. She hooked back the door band and sh ovel it around again. Then
was doing this now.
and opened a window to let in the fresh she knew he was very mad.
What Emmeline said was true. A ll air. It went up with a bang. Rat-a-
O f course, It wore off in time: but a
her married life she had waited on her tat; rat-atat! What was that? Mrs. touch o f new Independence remained,
husband band and foot until he had Tucker's pulse Jnmped wildly; both her and another result less palpable per
become so wonted to It as hardly to lie bands sprung up as she listened. There haps, a shading off. as it were, o f tbe
able to get along without her help: and it was again! A loud thumpwbump iiDdisturlied self-importance which had
hitherto marked his demeanor. A man
it had been a wonder to her. in the in going on upstairs.
frequent trips which he m adeto the city
"M ercy! What can it tie. Where's i-annot be confined four or fire hours in
how he managed to dress himself un Isr'el that he don't hear the noise? It a closet on a broiling day in July, from
aided. Site had found bis belongings can't----- " Aw ful fears chased her as. circumstances over which he has no
for him and put them aw ay for years, dragging her everyday bat by one control, and preserve iDtact his sense of
and be expected it
Did be call she string, she rushed upstairs where the conscious superiority over all inani
dropped everythin;, nd ran to him; it sounds, louder and louder, guided ber mate things. Even a stont wooden
had been so much t tier to run than to straight to the storeroom door.
button o f his own fashioning may be
tel! him what to do. She realized now
There was no mistaking the animat a sufficient agent to enlarge his views.
that it was this that kept her always In ing motive o f those blows; rage, word
The Instruments that shape our ends
a hurry. “T he Tuckers alw ays did less and Impotent rage, was venting are not always such as we would choose
take a sight o f attention." she thought, itself in regular, pounding thwacks like ourselves. It is a curious fact, yet
with no sense o f grievance. "W ell, he a battering ram inside that closet; the true, that nothing bail ever done Israel
is as he is. I suppose."
door trembled under them. Mrs. Tucker Tucker more good than being shut up
Nevertheless.
when
Mr.
Tucker turned tbe button and the door shot in that closet.
stopped on his way out to harness tbe forw ard with the force o f a catapault.
In tbe first sharp days o f fall Mrs.
horse next Sunday, to remark that he A tall, burly form, partly white and Tucker fell sick, and when she recover
hoped she wasn't going to keep him partly black In tbe dusk, stepped forth. ed the doctor told her husband that
»-aiting a whole half-hour again, she
"Isr'el Putnam Tucker, bow you her heart was weak. “ Y’ ou must see
made a stand for herself.
sea r e t me! H ow came you there?”
to It now that she doesn’ t overdo," be
’T il lie ready soon enough If you
Did Israel Putnam Tucker deign to said. "M ake her sit down more, and
won’ t call me away from my work.”
reply? Not be. He stalked majestical not stoop over or reach up, or get tired
"It ain’ t that." said Mr. Tucker, in a ly across tbe hall with a measured cut.”
tone of conscious superiority; “ It's tread that lost none o f its impressive
H e was a young doctor and very able.
something else. 1 don’ t know bow 'tls. ness from bis being in his shirt sleeves. Israel went to the door to see him drive
but a woman never can get ready to go His w ife followed at his heels, all agi out o f the yard in his mud-splashed
anywhere without fuksin'."
tation and remorse.
buggy. He did not go back to the room
"W ell, you look after your own
“ You don't say you was in that closet where Ills wife was. He looked out
things today and I'll tend to mine—then all tbe aft’ noon? Why. the aw fu l! Why o f tbe end window. Little was to be
we'll see.”
didn't you speak? W hy didn't you say seen from the window, and that little
Mr. Tncker came In and went up something? I was in a hurry an’ I he did not see, but be stood there some
stairs. Presently his voice called:
suppose yon didn't have time. An' the time.
“ Is the water bof?” «
boy was way over in the lot. wa'n't he?
It was a trial to the able-bodied wom-
"Y'es," said Mrs. Tucker, rubbing her O f course, he couldn’ t hear yon. I'm an, whose life had been spent in taking
spoons with cheerful energy.
dreadful sorry. Isr'el. I wouldn't done steps for others, to give up her active
There was silence for tw o or three it for anything if I'd known. Such a ways and let many things go undone.
minutes, then the voice called again, a hot day. too! I'm afraid you'll he sick. Israel did his beat to follow the doctor's
little imperatively: "I asked you If the Y'our face is Just purple----- "
instructions. He did more; he began in
water was hot?”
This was going Just too far. Mr. a feeble, rudimentary fashion to take
“ Hot enough for sharin’ ; better come Tucker lifted his free hand (the other care o f her. At first it seemed to Mrs.
an' get It right off.”
held his vest and wilted collar) in a Tucker more bother than use. She ex
"I i-au't—I ain't fixed to."
single determined gesture, as one who pressed herself quite openly about It.
“ Y'ou can fix yourself well enough to should say: "A vaunt!” He might have She had never been a scold, but she
come down; there's nobody passin'."
been posed Just so on a pedestal for a had had hqr own way in that kitchen.
Mr. Tucker didn't look exactly “ fixed" statue o f his namesake. Then looking His fingers were all thumbs. When
as he limped crossly downstairs In heel neither to right nor left, he marched he broke tbe handle off tbe sugar bowl
less slippers, with his suspenders dang downstairs.
trying to make her a cup o f tea she
ling und his old shirt bulging ont at the
Consternation made Mrs. Tucker's felt that the whole household was go
back in an extraordinary manner. “ I round pyes rounder and puckered all ing to rack and ruin and told him so.
didn't know you was so put to I t 't you her face; something else divided her
By-and-by it began to give her a cer
couldn't hand up a dipper o f »-ater." be sw ift mind, something that wanted to tain pleasure to see Israel stepping
observed with sarcasm.
be amusement, and bad no kindred soul about the house, bringing her her shawl
"W ell. I ain't a goin' to have you tell to share it with.
or placing a footstool for her. He had
me I'm late this time.” said his wife.
never done those things before, even
"Oh. my. he's Just full o f mail!" she
Soon he called again: "W bere’d you
when courting: he had supposed that
soliloquized. "D on't blame him. So’d
put those socks o f mine. A lm lry?"
she knew enough to take care of her
I be if I’d been shut up four or five
“Just where I told you—righthand
self.
hours in that little closet; only I'd been
corner o f your drawer."
One day she sat In her room while
flunkin' some how com ical 'twas. and
■ ” 1 can’ t find ’em ."
kind o' maklu' a story o f It to tell after IsraeL on his knees beside her. strug
"Well, you look again an’ I guess you
ward. an' be don't get any com fort that gled over her shoes with the button
will.”
hook. His sleek, gray head and busy,
way."
Strange sounds arose overhead; shov
Mr. Tucker game in from the yard work-hardened hands were pleasant
ing sounds: squeaking, rattling sounds;
after awhile, and sat down In the door in her eyes. She suddenly threw her
a tramping back and forth. Over Mrs.
with bis newspaper. His wife fluttered arms around bis neck and kissed him.
Tucker’ s face stole an irrepreasible
about anxiously. "L et me make you a And I suppose she had not done it like
einlle of pure enjoyment. "G reat doin’s
glass o f lemonade. Isr'el," she sug that since she was young.
goln’ on.” she said, deftly turning over
Our New England emotions are like
gested.
the dtsbpan and hanging the towels up
our bottled cider; they have a tang
The
top
o
f
Mr.
Tucker’s
head
above
to dry. “ I declare. I’ m about through”
of their own, but the cork comes out
She entered her room. The bureau the oewwjiaper waved decidedly from hard, aud not always without an ex.
side
to
aide.
drawer that held Mr. Tucker’s linen
plosioD.
“ I t^on't ask him: I'll go make It," j "Oh. Isr'el," said she. “ you're so
had been taken out bodily and dumped
upon the bed; It looked as If a cyclone thought hla better half; “ he hasn't had good. I don't tike to make you do so
had whirled through It. Hanging over any supper, either."
much for me all the time.”
The pungent freshness o f lemon peel
the edge were various nondescript
Israel looked up. He was not smil
bnodb-s. partly unrolled; some even and tbe tinkle o f the spoon in tbe ing. but in hla sober face there was a
strewed the floor. Mrs. Tuoke* paid pitcher were pleasant things that warm look as o f one who was slowly rising
no outward attention, though her or night, and Mr. Tucker’s senses seemed to the occasion.
derly mind was dismayed. She dis to greet them with approval; hot as bis
"Y ou might as well get used to It.”
ported herself leisurely before the glass, wife set the glass beside him he looked he said. “ Doctor said to see to you
smoothing her hair and pinning her askance ut it and spoke for tbe first some, an' I'm going to do it."
collar with the utmost nicety. Behind time: “ I don't want It.”
"B ut I don’ t want you should wait
“ D o drink it, Isr’ e l it'll cool you off." on me so much—I don't need It.”
ber stood her hushsnd, dodging hla
•'I-don't-want-lL"
head from side to side.
“ I ain't said yet I didn't like It." an
She said no more, but carried the swered IsraeL—New Y’ ork Tribune.
"W hat Is the matter?"
"I can’ t see anything while you take glass out to tbe kitchen and left It In 1
the window. By and by Mr. Tucker j
up the whole lookin' glass."
A C o m fortin g Text.
•’You can see over my bead Juat as arose, and. with bis eyes still on the ’
Tbe late Mayor Howland, o f Toron
paper,
sauntered
casually
out
that
way.
well as 1 can over yours. W ant any
to. called one day on a poor, sick wom
When Mrs. Tucker went Into tbe pantry
thing?” •
an and as usual read a portion o f scrip
He would not answer until she looked to stir up bread the glass was empty,
ture and offered prayer. On leaving
and sn Immense wedge waa gone from
up. Then be pointed to his tie.
he n am e! a passage o f scripture which
"A s soon as I've put on my bonnet. the berry pie she bad hsked that morn
he thought would give com fort The
Why. what makes you fidget to? Get ing. She looked pleased.
husband o f Hie sick woman was in
"W ell, 1 guess be won't starve.” she
your coat an' Test on If you want to be
censed that Mr., Howland sbonhl have
sni,f. *
doing something.”
left no more substantial evidence of
"What makes pa so solemn?" asked
Five minutes afterward Mrs. Tucker
sympathy and gave expression to his
might have been seen in tbe ample sH- Emmeline next Sunday. "H e acts just's
auger In vigorous language. After a
tlug room door with ber striped Sunday he did at tbe time those bunko men
little the Bible was opened again, and
shawl on her arm, occasionally glancing took him In at H artford."
a *10 bill was found. Tbe angry man
“ Now. Emmeline, you mustn't say one
over ber ahoulder, for her husband was
went at once to Sir. Howland and o f
behind time. As be finally appear*1.1, w ord." Mrs. Tucker was really aching
fered h lj humble apologies, and at the
warm and tired, she remarked, pleas to tell the story. She told It dramatical
funeral o f his benefactor there was
ly because It was ber nature. If h bad
antly: "Y'ou aee I waa all ready."
not a more sincere mourner than the
Mr. Tucker apparently did not hear. been a Joke against herself It wvukl
one who had failed to understand that
He got stiffly Into tbe buggy. It was have been the same. Emmeline dropped
tbere Is more than one way o f bestow
pot until tbe end o f the day that his the flour eelve and plumped herself ing charity.
w ife discovered that be bad worn socks down on a stool la the pantry—ahe also
that were not mates.
waa dramatic.
Nobody bat a woman will carry
Now It happened that their nearest
"Ok, ma," she mid, "I shall gtr* up” watch without keeping it wound up.
an
u m brella
o f others, subordination o f self,
uess (o give and willingness to |
power o f adaptability. desire for |
■uoiiy. And these testa o f s -ea
good whether tlie entertaining |g
lavish display. In which the
totued are apt to lie be wild- rid, or i
eludes only hospitality •Xtenflafi
those who would otherwrlsc h* * ¡ [ 1
out shelter.—Harper's Bazar.
stand
. xes aud odd bits
f hammer, nails
the transforming
gilt and varnisli.
assistance of
icuoe may be de-
many a home o
A design for an
Teioped by amat
rated and ileserib
umbrella stand. 1
ed in tbe L a d e s ' H o m e Journal, for
instance, is mad« . ,,f rdlnary wood and
covered with burlap or bagging, finish
ed at the edg. > ■ :h screws or film steel
wire nails. Over tbe entire outside of
the box strep burlap or bagging, such
as furniture is wrapped and packed in.
Fasten tile n iteri.-il in place with Hal-
headed carpel taeks or liquid glue. Af-
ter the glue is dry the burlap may be
treated to several coats of paint o f some
A fter the first coat Is
desirable c
BOM barrel
o f W oo d.
F
Kill « for Hrap'tatit*.
kopollse Any g ■ i king,
Im not Intrude into your t.«t'i af|
fairs.
Go direct w hen the call or Tfck |
ended.
______
Do
not make a hobby o f personal I
qnultIpft
j
uot overdo the matter of rn
ja inni,,nt.
I(<J not forget («th in g facilities
the guest.
! “ Make yourself at home." but not
| much so.
In ministering lo tbe guest A0 im
1 neglect tbe family.
lb. not make unnecessary work foi
| others"' even servants.
k > n
in life to think alK-ut.
I ’ ’
I.et no member of the family intrudt I
j[lt
! in the guest chamber.
n set
Conform to the custom of the hotae
| especially as to meals.
Be courteous, but uot to tbe extent olj
surrendering principles;
When several guest< are preseat, g|«4
a share of attention to all.
Introduce games or diversion, but
only such as are agreeable.
Better simple food with pleasure that!
luxuries with annoyance and worry. I
Have a comfortable room In resdi«'
ness, adapted to the needs and tastes»
! the guests.
A gin
ii cept • * ery pa
I>osed entertainment; he should bees ¿j
IX IQ l'E UMBRELLA STAND.
siderate o f himself and his host
I-earn the likes and dislikes of
applied the box should stand for a few
days, so that the paint may thoroughly who are to be entertained, but
through the medium o f an iuiperatln
dry before ibe secoud «»at is applied
When tbe last coat of («lint has dried catechism.—Rural Home,
hard the corners o f tile box may be ,
C o u s i n o f Mr«, Cleveland,
decorated by driving ornamental nails
"Amelia’s Palace" Is the cyuosure ol
or tacks at even distances apart around all travelers’ eyes in the Latter-Da;
each of the four sides. Any design can Zion. Everyone who spends an hom
be worked out in the following manner: In Salt Lake City visits the handsome,
On a large smooth piece o f paper draw three-story structure dignified by thaï
an oblong, to represent one side o f the title. The woman whose memory tbi
box, 10 inches wide and 30 inches long. building will perpetuate, ia still living]
On this draw the design with a soft Amelia Folsom Y'oung, the silt
lead pencil and make four tissue paper
tracings o f it. Fasten one tracing on I
each side of the box at a time and be
gin to drive the nails on the line fairly I
close together, but not so that the heads j
will touch each other. Drive the nails
in half way, and when all the lines of
the design have been followed tear
away the tissue paper and hammer the
nails in flush. Large headed iron car
pet tacks can be uses! for this purpose,
but they should first be treated to a i
coat of rhin. black paint.
When the outside of the box is finish
ed it will be necessary to give the in
side a coat or two of some dark-colored
paint or asphaltum varnish to protect I
it from moisture. A zinc tray that will I
fit inside the stand, to catch the drip
pings from w et umbrellas, can be made
by any tinsmith.
T h e W in t e r C o m p le x io n .
When the woman who has delighted
ly lived out o f doors all summer in rural j
scenes finds herself returned to brick I
walls and city conventionalities, she is j
somewhat abashed at the condition of
ra,rh SrkiDff
andh SUDbUrn V *
T Z :i 7 T ,
<>,be? 1Sl' r -
With i
n ,.» ! °,r 'UUUQ,alin Ca“ ' bu:
• . tailor made gown of
rariy autumn ami general!} smart ef-
" F * 1 . olle' ,e*", ° r
r
. F F T '
how these sk n blemishes had been left
a,ou* ” i,,h , be lo e t‘ fDnle
mer rn l^ sh
aDj OUler
Sometime« ti. i „ i
e.
, t
T h e fo n s a la
fo r
T o rso ’ s
FAVORITE
WIFE.
,ln “ "9 10 'aim- »fid She is one of the
wealthiest of her sex In the Far West
She has exceptionally refin,;! la s t« and
j * ^
of travel, having made several
extensive European tours. Mrs. Youn,
pure rastile soap aDd tepid water w '
be all that is needed, bu, UTthe freckle-!
d by the M
leal Record, and pronounced harmless.
• :n
BRIGHAM
»fid favorite wife of Brigham y W *
*>¡11 handsome and remarkably well
preserved. So well has she managed
tj,e [(tx-ral estate left by her famoui
„„.b a n d that u ha8 lncreased man,
,,!f 1pa‘ace' but in » « 1 * ^ 0 «
,
*,f ' “ e hl8" " '
o f Mrs. O r o v « l
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« A d s an d i n i . n f J e w e lr y .
this Is: Four ounces lactic add. two
The newest apoon this year is on«
ounces glycerine, one ounce rose water. :hat ,t!rs the claret cup. It has a han- ■
After using the lotion appiy a pure eoid ,le “ ¡khteen inches long and promises I
WE
cream to allay any burning sensation. ! no> >° le t lost, no matter how deep t k ™
Y'aseline on the face or hands is not Pitcher may be.
reeemme:. d by complexion special-1 A golf se,.re with pencil costs *3-1*1
i:dr-ney after a wh.l- ]an-l - ■■
x.dized silver belt I
• s« u. It b however, an j buckle cos:.
re from *3 to M l
excellent
ng to touch the lips with i This buckle ornament* all colors in !>elt I
-
-
ndy, ant it a days, i- ribbon.
prevents - - hardening and cracking to
Belts, garters m d curses have revolv
which t ler-sklnned f^ .p le are sub-
ed the most of the designers' attention
Jeot at
first harsh breene. Touch
only the d j* and try not to moisten apparently—and so far as spoons or«
concerned there is now a particular ■ T to t
them i f : rward.—American Cultivator.
spoon to serve every edible nientcned e
■ :i the menu.
t-ncccasful E n t e r t a in in g
A chain purse is
foolish lit-
oman who n -dogUes 'for the
— : he
. most
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little -n.e has must al rays be a failure ,le Purw 1“ the world, but women lo «
Whet, .be entertain« Yet her non-suc- J>,st »uch foolish thing*. This year the,
ces. ,> no greater t; m that of her sis- aPe * * ¡n amethysts, and the cuanl
ter vbo Is so oven* I elmcd by ber gran - 1 pl,*!n. which goes around the neck. I*
lieur as DrT,r >° h* al)le to equal ber fastened at the bel- with a guard pin
conditions. There are hostesses In
W here the Best B ria r Grow«.
great booses who seem to be no more
The best briar root from which P'P6*
• part o f the:r surrounding* than
are atade comes from the borde-s of
frightened mice who sit In cornera.
The secret in fact, or success m en- t ranee and Italy. In the mountac>°u«
>.-F
Ü ™ 1“ 1" ?
V M]htHe and elusive as districts o f those countries, roofs ara
the secret of e! arm. Yet few things in dU* 0Ut w-bleh have grown tor ngeA
life, unless t 1 *
way to ()rj U)t
m«l are som etln-s larger than a min'»
children, tempt the world Into laving llod^' we'Bfilng -.ndreds o f pounds
dewn so n auy laws on the «object, or Tbe WPO<1
obtained is remarkably
Into framing »o many preeepts T h ese- b* * 0 ,*fu*- Three large deposit* o f th*
cre t boweTOT lnnat , Iwaj.g ^
root have I wen just discovered 1»
reranse i; lies in tbe power o f persoo- ! rani^ ' aml
price may be brou.l*
• lity the personality o f host or h oe-1 * >wn ln tIlne'
tess. and by personality I mean the ex-
.
,
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preasloo which e« -h imllvidnai
,
,B N°v «h e r« Lauttwdr«.
has consciously framed for lt«e|f A nd
^
“ »ore ¡“ -I0*
In this expression n* U ct and
“ ,0 “ ** b!un* n »yalcm 1« the use of I
■ M n w Impulse, kindly feeUnc. lo w
Grp' a**ndera have tonnd It dc *-I
J eeUD* ^
, « - « r y to prohibit Ita use by the you i*|