Tillamook headlight., February 11, 1892, Image 3

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«(INCORPORATED), A
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BCd- The only Set of Abstracts in the County
WHOM OTHERS ENVY.
! h
he;lrt !!^bbcJ <“ the thought ot
WOMAN AND HOME.
holding ln r life in my hand», but I w:«
Through years of patient toil and sacriflce
determined to prove worthy in thought
He climbed fame's ladder round by round,
Nor rested till his hand had grasped the prize
| and deed of tlie responsibility.
A FASHIONABLE YOUNG WOMAN’S
For which lie toiled Keif made, self crownad
In the mean time the ¡»lice had been
Fie stood among his lofty dreuins and weighed
DEPLORABLE LOT.
summoned and the place ransacked, but
Their worth, together with the (rice he paid.
no trace of the would-be murderer. I
A millionaire! He bartered love for this.
had had no time to speculate on that, At an Eii|vlibh Wedding—A Rare Love Let-
Love bind» the wings of hiai who would arise
bung fully occupied in writing prescrip,
He rose unfettered Now with famished eyes
ter Some Rich Women—Female Educa­
tions to tie filled and ascertaining the
Ho gazes on another's Paradise,
tion—Girls Who Look Old—Mrs. Astor's
While memory taunts him w ith a shy, sweet kiss exact amount of danger Miriam was in.
Patronage — Womanliness Appreciated.
A frightened, fluttering thing, the flrst, the last
1 found, that the ball had entered her
No childish voices echo through his past;
* ft "i'l«*, just escaping the heart. When
It isn’t such an easy thing to be a bright
He wears h s laurels, but he ¡iai 1 their price.
my instruments arrived I probed for the light in society after all. There is an ever­
-Rose Hartwick Thorpe in IJppinccU'a.
ball and soon extracted it, leaving her lasting chasing after fads of all sorts—linguis­
tic, musical, dramatic, historic, etc.
free from danger.
A fashionable young lady was deploring
For several weeks 1 tended her, and
she gradually gained strength until at her lot the other day to one of her compan­
ions in a swell Fifth avenue lyceum.
As I was hurrying homeward from my last she could sit on the piazza for an
“Why,” remarked this young woman, “we
office one evening in October I was de­ hour each blight day. Duringall the have to know everything, only we don’t have
tained on a fashion ule thoroughfare by weeks the detectives had been at work, to know it all «it once nor for very long at a
many carriages. A society wedding re­ but no clew could be found. No reason­ time. If we did we could not stand up under
the accumulation. We take our knowledge
able theory could be formed.
ception was taking place.
1 questioned her if she knew of any in periods For instance, I have been out
1 watched a few ladies pass out of
four
years, and during that time I have
their carriages to tlm awning, and thence one who would have any motive for such learned to play the banjo, mandolin and
a
deed.
She
only
shuddered,
and
it
into the residence. It w.is rather inter­
zither, as every one of these accomplish­
esting to a novice—the begloved men seemed to retard her recovery every ments had its brief run, all in addition to
time
it
was
spoken.
whut I knew of harp, guitar and piano at
were so thoroughly conversant with the
So finally it became accepted as a mys­ my debut.
minutim of attending to the wants of
tery.
“To the French and Italian with masters
the fair ladies. From my position 1
I had called one afternoon and found before I finished, I have acquired a smatter­
could look into the vast drawing rooms.
ing of German, Volapuk and Russian suc­
There stood the “happy couple,” a her sitting tn her boudoir. She held out cessively,” she went on. “I bow], ride and
handsome pair. He tall and dark, but her hand and said:
fence equally poorly, but I do every one a
"I am glad you have come, doctor. 1 little—I had to, you know. What I do well
with eyes and mouth that spike of a will
want
to
talk
to
you.
”
is to swim and ¡»lay tennis. One season I be­
it would lie dangerous to cross. She was
"I am always glad to be talked to,” 1 longed to a Shakespeare class, the next I had
also tall, with a winsome fuceof unusual
inanely
remarked,
wondering
what
was
mornings
with Shelley, and for two Lents I
brightness.
was a member of a Browning club.”
coming.
It was a face that changed with every
She added:
"You overheard some words one night
breath. The blue eyes would grow black
“One has to know music, too, from ‘Die
with excitement Tim merry looking that require an explanation,” she began, Walkure’ to ‘Pinafore,’ and to discuss art
little mouth disclosed most of the time a and her face was bright scarlet. “They with the confidence of the Quartier Latin. 1
set o'f beautiful white teeth. A wealth were wicke 1 words, I am afraid, but 1 have been through several art sieges, the Mor­
have thought them many times.
gan and Stewart collections, the Vercwtchagin
of brown hair ruffled and curled all over
“1 met Mr. Gunter when I was 17. and display and the Barye exhibit, and for every
the well shape 1 head.
the fascination he had for me 1 mistook one I have faithfully crammed. Ceramics,
Yes, she v. ..s a very bonny bride, and
tapestries, heraldry—these are merely a hint
I did not wonder the young man looked for love, so that when lie asked me if I of the subjectsone may tecalled upon at any
would marry him I said ’Yes.' In a few
at her with such an endearing gaze. No
months 1 saw my mistake, but knew not moment to discuss intelligently, and I really
one would dare monopolize her attention
will not go to a flower show now, for orchids
how to communicate the fact. I threw are
witli him around.
a sealed book to me.
out a few hints, and lie immediately be­
“The different imported entertainments
I finally moved on, considering I had
came of ashy whiteness, and said if he are another tax upon one’s knowledge,” she
sentimentalized long enough.
should lose me he never would live an sighed wearily. “Just when you know a kir-
Six months later uiy circumstances
hour, and rather than see me another mess from a May dance you are asked to par­
were materially altered. I was in a po­ man's wife he would shoot me.
ticipate in a Venetian fashing, and when you
sition to enter society if I so wished, and
“J was very young and believed him. have read up to go to see a Greek play some­
at the urgent request cf my uncle I did
In fact. I believe still he spoke the truth. body lectures on Budhhist ceremonials for a
so. It being known that 1 was heir to
1 had no courage to fuce these facts, so fashionable charity, and you have to show
considerable wealth, I had no trouble iu gave myself up to the inevitable. I soon there. It is really very fatiguing sometimes
to keep up with the procession.”—New York
securing plenty of partners.
leurned, even before marriage, that he
One evening at a large ball given by iiad a violent temper. No one ever Journal.
Mrs. Fred Defuncy, I was introduced to
A Rar« Love Letter.
cressed him.
Mrs. Clarence Gunter, in whom 1 imme­
In the “Life of Harriet Beecher Stowe,’’
“I have Iteen humiliated time and
diately recognized the bride of a few time again by that cursed temper, God by her son, is given a love letter of Professor
months before.
knows, 1 am naturally of a happy nat- Calvin E. Stowe to bis wife, written before
The face was the same, yet changed. ure, an I tried to make the best of it.
“Uncle Toni’s Cabin” was given to the world.
It is interesting, therefore, as being prophetic
The eyes seemed larger than ever. This
“1 thought marriage would soften of her power and fame; but still mor«» so as a
was probably owing to some dark lines him, but no, it hardened him, and 1 had
picture of womanly character which should
under them
no love to help tne bear it. I knew he be framed and placed conspicuously in every
When the flush of excitement would loved me with a wild, selfish love, but it household,
as the Vicar of Wakefield kept his
go the face looked rather pale. It was was not the kind to make me happy, epitaph of his wife in her sight to remind her
an interesting face, and looked as though You will wonder why I tell you all of of what she ought to be.
it held a story.
This love letter would be valuablo in teach
this: no, don’t interrupt—I cannot help
Her husband stood near her, jealously knowing your feeling toward me. and 1 teg the wife to cultivate every noble, and to
repress every ignoble, trait; the busband to
guarding her. At least it looked that think it best that wo should part.
recognize and appreciate all her true excel­
way. ¡asked her fora dance, but she
“One tiling more," as 1 tried to inter­ lence; and the young persons of the family
glanced nervously at her card and said: rupt. "I have my suspicions about that
“You must excuse me this evening. horrible night. Don't, for God's sake, to seek not only the unfolding of special gifts
and graces, but that balance and liarmcny
Dr. Warren, bnt the little 1 dance will ask tne any questiona Now will you be which wins and preserves real affection.
be with Mr. Gunter."
“My dear, you must te a literary woman.
merciful anil go?"
“At least I may sit out n few.” I mur­
It is so written in the book of fate. Make all
1 was shivering.
mured.
The mere thought of going away, never, your calculations accordingly. Get a good
“Oh, certainly,” with a bright smile.
perhaps, to see her again, was almost stock of health and brush up your mind.
Well, that was the beginning of the beyond my power. But 1 saw to cross Drop the E out of your name. It only en­
end. 1 forgot that she was married, for­ ber would be detrimental to her health. cumbers it and interferes with the flow and
euphony.
got everything except that I was sitting, So I said, "Yes, I will go.”
“Write yourself fully and always Harriet
by the side of the sweetest woman 1 had
“Thank you, Bentley.” sbo said, using Beecher Stov»e, which is a name euphonious,
ever met. Her husband had left us with my Christian name for the first time. flowing and full of meaning. Then, my word
a scowl.
“You see you could not stay here after j for it, your husband will lift up his head iu
1 wondered if she was iu the habit of knowing my story. It would not be the gate, ami your children will rise up and
using those blue eyes to such deadly right."
call you blessed.
“And now, my dear wife, I want you to
effect on all the gentlemen she met. Lf
"I shall try to see you again. Good-
so, how many slain there must have by, good-by, Miriam, God bless you, come home as quick as you can. The fact is
I cannot live without you, and If we were not
been.
child!” and rushed from the room.
so prodigious poor 1 would come for you at
That evening I never forgot. Many
A week later I sailed for France. For Once. There is no woman like you in this
more happy ones were passed by her months 1 traveled through Europe, wide world. Who else has so much talent
•ide. but they never seemed the same.
then 1 went into the Holy Land and with so little self conceit; so much reputation
All that season 1 met Mrs. Gunter. 1 thence through to Japan. For nearly with so little affectation; so much literature
called frequently at her house, became two years I thus wandered about.
with so little nonsense; so much enterprise
friends with her busband, whom 1 soon
One day while at Cairo I received my with so little extravagance; so much tongue
got to like exceedingly. He was very European mail, which had chased me with so little scold; so much sweetness with
fond of his wife, although lie had a pe­ for some time. 1 noticed a letter with so little softness; so much of so many things
and so little of so many other things?'—
culiar way of showing it.
a strange handwriting and immediately Youth's Companion.
She was never sure of her position. At opened it. It ran thus:
a dinner party he would sharply repri­
D»*u W arrkn - When you receive this I shall
A» EugHali VVe<l«llnK.
mand her until at times I felt like chok­ be among the "gone before.” I am tired of life
We got there in good time to see the guests
But first I mu-t ease my eoowieoce, iu ail sinner»
ing him.
on their dying bed are wont to do. When you arrive. The Duchess of Leinster, in brown
She never showed by a sign that she »ere first Intr.jduceil to us i noticed that you lost and gray, came with her sister, Lady Helen
noticed it. A laugh would turn the con­ your heart to Miriam, and I was wddly jealous, Duncombe, in a dark blue handkerchief drew,
versation. but I knew it cut like a knife. but 1 finally got to liking and also trusting you.
The night of the dinner party i worked myself with dark jacket and furs. The Duchess of
1 met her once alone, after such a time
Into a passion after you left the table, and leav­ Manchester, in gray, wore a long velvet fur
in the hall. She did not see mo at first. ing the room oo the pretense of speaking to my ' trimmed c<»at. which almost hhl her dress.
Her face was ushy white, anil her blue man I crept around to the drawing room window j ' Mrs. Ronalds’ coat was almost exactly like
the duchess'. Lady Dorothy Nevill, all alone,
eyes were dilated and looked like coals and saw you two close together
A passionate glance passed from your eyes, and wore garments in which dark Indian reds
of fire. No one would ever have dream I imagine
! that she returned IL Th" demon was and a hint of orange were artistically blended,
ed of calling them blue; her hands were aroused ia me, and I lifted my revolver and Qred , the whole being surmounted by a s nail gold
clasped convulsively, and in a hoarse at you.
My hand was unsteady and it laws-! yon as ; bonnet. The dowager Countess of Airlie
whisper I heard:
you know. 1 hurried in, and my horror waster i made a magnificent contrast to these brilliant
“I hate him! I hate him! Oh, God! rible when I saw Miriarn. I gaie her into your apieritions, in her ¡.erfoctly black gown and
take him or me!”
charge, becauso I knew If any ono could bring mantle and close widow’s oonnet, with a long
i veil. Her stately figure ia only less imposing
1 stepped quickly forward, and in my her through you could
The remorse has lieen gradually wearing me I than the beauty of her face.
excitement unwittingly used her first away
You will hear I died ■ t heart dus-ase j The Prince of Wales wore a most delicious
name.
Don't contradict IL and li t Miriam think the same overcoat. I never saw him look so nice. It
“Don't, Miriam, don’t! You know not
Take care of her. an I forgive nio if you can I was cloth, either black or very dark blue,
liked you. Warren, and 1 leave Miriam to your
what you are saying."
lined and faced with the darkest sable. I be-
CiAUscB B Gfimtn.
"I wish 1 didn't." she sullenly replied ^r,.
| lieve the prince must have known how be-
OcL 8. "The Vetner."
and pushing by me hurried into the
'
I could not believe the letter at first. coming it was, for he never took it off. The
bride’s mother, whose youth and beauty have
drawing room, and there 1 found It' r
It seemed as if it must be a fabrication quite overshadowed time of her daughters,
brightly discussing the merits of some of
of my brain; but no, there was the let­ looked charming In a handsome gown of
Whistler's etchings.
1 sat by her side and endeavored to ter to prove the truth of it. Gunter mignonette velvet and rich [»saementerie in
converse rationally, but my heart's cry ’ had tried to kill me. and now had com- jet and gold. The sleeves were very high and
I much puffed upon the shoulders, the pa:«e-
i mitted »uicide.
Would not be stifled.
it was nearly a year later that I ar- menterlo running tip the liack of the arm
“Oh, Miriam, Miriam, why did I not
| rived home. I called on Mrs. Gunter at Her daughter. Lady William Nevill, whose
meet you first!"
thoughts must have reverted P> bw own wed
She caught the passionate look in my once, and she looke 1 very pale and sweet ding iu the some edifice, looked even hand­
in
her
mourning
garment»
somer than she did as a bride, in her very be­
«yes. and involuntarily shuddered. 1
Bi fore I left she had promised to leave coming jxiplar green dress, with a small bias-
collected myself and arose, saying I
I
them
off
for
.
wedding
gown
a
year
net of the same tint, trimmel with pinls
would take a turn in the gardens.
As 1 did so there was a report and a from that day. 1 never uld her the wings. All the relatives of both bride and
bright flash, and there lay Miriam, white truth about her husband'« death. She bridegroom carrn-d liouquet* Toe bri-. s
was a twautiful "Goodyear” arrangement in
| had no suspicion about that, though.
as death.
I always thought she knew who fired the choicest white orchids. She looked tader
I rushed to her. and although nearly
than ever in her bridal wh>te.-Madge in
wild with excitement managed to use the shot that nearly deprived her of life. Load's'll Truth. ________ *
However,
that
in
u
subject
wo
never
my medical knowledge to advantage,
dincuas in onr happy ntamml life.—T. G.
Wbat They Are Worth.
and she soon opened her eyes.
Mme. M-.-lj.-ska could raise »r.,000 to-
By this time the gentlemen who bad W. in Burlington Globe.
■orrow if anything happened «O her Mrs
remained in the dining room rushed into
Marv Liverroore has $7 i,U(Wof the $120,000
Eastern Trees in California.
the mom. and upon seeing Mrs. Gunter
' tpn/n from her beture». and baplrw Anna
California
is
nearly
destitute
of
the
lying senseless the wildest excitement
U00 in one mam
trees and »hrubs which furuiah the bril­ Dickinaco, Wbo ckmred
reign M
liant autumnal tint» of eastern hill» and I and »lflu.uoo in ten, basn t a dollar of It left.
Her husband could not be calmed, and
But she is wiser than »be s» Mrs Harriet
insisted that he should shoot himself if ▼ales. A few venturesome spirits, how­ , Prescott Bpofford pub..-o«l «“J**** “
ever.
have
introduced
from
the
east
the
lart forty years, the proceed» of which
anything happened to Miriam.
, amounte.1 U ao-ut H <*« <*''* Ou:-ta has
We calmed him finally by frequent sumash. dogwood, swamp maple.
tna,
rail
and
white
oak.
etc.
They
are
■ssurancee that she would recover. I
had her earned to her rcxjm. and asked all growing satisfactorily in various
years ago as a steerage passenger and who
pulled basting stitches for two years, has
more money in her own right than any of the
Vanderbilt women, every penny of which
she made with her needle. She owns about
ten cottages at Long Branch, facetiously
known as the party dresses, one of which is
fit for a king and brings in a kingly rent
every summer. The most succsssful money
maker among modern women is Lydia Van
Finkelstein, a native of Palestine, a woman
of about twenty-eight, and something of a
linguistic wonder. She lectures, or talks,
rather, on the Holy Land, and knows the
whole geography of Asia Minor. In a little
‘ss than six years this large blonde biblical
talker has cleared $100,800. She gets $100 a
lecture, with a ¡»ercentage of the receipts,
and talks from October to May, often giving
three lectures in a day.—Chicago Herald.
A Shopping Incident.
The Astors almost never shop, but Mrs.
Astor has made the reputation of one inter­
esting little milliner. A well educated young
woman had fitted herself at the cost of con­
siderable sacrifice on her own part and her
mother's for teaching. She obtained a posi­
tion, but proveil too shy and sensitive to con­
trol the half grown boys. She was a poor
“disciplinarian,” and stung by a sense of fail­
ure wandered up and down the streets won­
dering what she could do. Down hearted,
giddy and almost fainting, she stumbled
against a milliner’s sidewalk show case and
stared blankly at the Paris bonnets inside.
Then she went to the bank, drew out her
small savings, and induced a cousin who kept
a little stationer's shop in a moderately good
location to allow her window room for a half
dozen hats of her own concoction. It sounds
like a fairy story, but in three years she had
sold barely enough to keep body and soul to­
gether, when a carriage drove up one morn­
ing and a lady bought a black bonnet that
was as chic as it was unassuming. Th«? lady
had business, it seemed, with a decorator who
lived next door, and something about the
small stock of headgear had caught her eye
in passing.
The lady was Mrs. Astor, and the sale was
to the milliner the beginning of better for­
tunes. It was the one chance that comes to
some people, not to everyi»ody, in a life time.
Mrs. Astor mentioned her discovery quietly
to a few people, and the milliner has a tiny
parlor now on the avenue, and is going to
Paris for the second time for her stock in
trade.—Cor. St. Louis Post-Dispatch.
True Womanliness.
I was much struck by a little incident that
occurred last year. I, among others, belong­
ing to a large ¡»arty who were waiting at a
railway station for the train that was to
carry us down to a garden [»arty at one of
the many lovely places on the Thames, saw
an old man, a decrepit creature, bowed und
palsied, making his way to where the third
class compartment would te. His arms were
full of bundles of various sizes. Coming near
a truck, the old man, who was half blind,
marched against the edge of it, ami all his lit­
tle bundles fell helplessly to the ground.
Most of the young people belonging to our
party broke into an irresistible laugh.
They were not so much to be blamed.
You will see amusement in even trifles, but
there was one among us who did not laugh.
The old man's chagrin seemed to touch her.
She went quickly forward, and as he groped
nervously for bis parcels she lifted them one
by one and laid them in his arms. She was
not a strictly pretty girl, but there was dig­
nity and sweetness both in her face and iu
her action. 1 noticed that a young man, one
of our party, watched her intently. He was
rich, titled, one of the matches of the Lon­
don season. Supreme admiration showed it­
self in his face. He demanded an introduc­
tion. 1 gave it. In six months they wt^ro
man ami wife. She made a good match, and
so did he in every sense of the word.—Duchess
in Ladies’ Home Journal.
Why Do Girls Look So Old?
I live in a city that is comparatively small,
and my circle of acquaintances is quite ex­
tensive. Among them all 1 notice that with
few exceptions the mothers are tetter look­
ing and in many cases but little older in ap­
pearance than the daughters. 1 know this it
true in my own case. I cannot flutter myself
that I am near as good looking as my mother.
Nine persons out of ten who do not know us
take us for sisters, and the tenth usually take-»
us for stepmother and stepdaughter. As I
remarked before, a large numter of my |«r
sonal friends have the same experience.
Bince I have l»een in Washington I have
noticed that the same rule will apply, and
with equal force. I often wonder whether it
is that the mother looks younger than her
age, or the daughter older, and I have c»»me
to the conclusion that it is teth. But why is
it? Is it because the girls k«<ep lab*r hours
and dissipate more than they did a few years
ago, or that the mothers take better care of
themselves? It cannot be because the mothers
work les« than they used to, because many
work just as much, ami I have a very good
example of the case in our colored washer­
woman, who. attired in an old drew ami hat,
as she always is, looks a« young as her grown
up daughter, who, when she condescemls to
bring the clothes home, wears a nice dress,
stylish hat and kid gloves, even if it ia U
o’clock in the morning.—Cor. Washington
Post.
The Education of Women.
So prevalent among women is the amiable
wish to please the lords of creation, that it
may reasonably te doubted whether thev
ever do anything amiss the motive for which
cannot te traced to this desire. Though Eve
ate the forbidden fruit, it 1« nowhere denied
that Adam ha<i twitted her about the com­
parative uuimportance of her attainments,
and had bred m her a rvstleei appetite for
miscellaneous learning which rn/uie her the
serpent’s easy prey. Is it not so with our f'»-
maleeducation? If there ia anything wrong
with it are not the men to blam«? If it is
true, a* Mr. Alien «ays, that the present sys­
tem produces literary women, achootaie
tresses aixl lecturer« on c<x»k«ry, it will prob­
ably be found, on investigation, that it is
pn.*ctedy those specie« of educated female
tliat the anniarried male m<««t affecte. No
doubt female «.nn ati -n i« all wrong, if Mr.
Allen says it is, tet if be b to ««t it right let
him consi'ier whether the bent way to go
about It m not to try an l teach a wise« dte-
crimination to mal»«.--Scribner.
(
Ings run out in two large tubes of equal
j width, like the fingers of a glove. This strange
shape is made to suit the sandals, which are
i furnished with a strap fastened about the
1 middle of the sandal, and as the strap had to
¡be laid over t^e stocking the division 1«
needed.—New York Ledger.
A
Fifty White Folks Win» Live on a Lofty
Kock Just Big Enough for Them.
Each Had Its Origin in a Do-
mestic Difficulty.
Dresses in Montevideo.
While speaking of the Montevideo ladies,
the author mentions for the benefit of his
American lady readers that short dresses are
worn in the streets—granting a liberal dis­
play of very small and high heeled French
boots—with hats and without cloaks, and
that the fashion seems to run altogether to
the bustle, accompanied with great puffs cal-
culated to make a Japauese girl die in envy.
“I have frequently seen these posterior ap­
pendages projecting quite two feet from the
Dody, and have wondered they were not utii-
ized as bundle or wrap curriers. Every coun­
try, however, has its own standard of taste
and fashion. In Valjiaraiso and Santiago it
is the spray of feathers and topknot of artifi­
cial vegetation which marks the best society;
in Montevideo it is the bustle, which, by its
greater or lesser siqierflcial area, distin­
guishes the patrician from the plebeian. The
graceful lace mantilla, with the dignified
black embroidered crape or silk shawl, is all
unknown, the most extravagant French fash­
ions having taken its place.”—Frank Vincent.
1
ROMANTICTRAGEDY AT OAKLAND
A Queer Case of Love mid Crosa Purposes
That Ended in
Homicide—A Cincinnati
Man Slays Ills Sweetheart— Possibly
Justifiable Parricide.
lx>ve, infatuation, folly, threats, death,
such in brief was the strange, eventful his­
tory of II. S. Colvin, of Oakland, Cal. That
he was shot and mortally wounded by John
G. Howell, that his infatuation for the lat­
ter’s daughter, .Anne, was the beginning of
the trouble, and that one Perrie Maxwell
bore a rather doubtful part in the affair are
the palpable facts, but everything goes to
show that there is a serious, curious story
inside of the main story and not yet known.
Tests for Underwear.
A new method of testing woolen garments
is by putting caustic soda into a cup of water
and dipping the urticle whose genuineness is
doubted into the mixture, of course being
careful not to touch the liquid. The caustio
soda will quickly eat animal fibers, but has
no effect upon those of vegetable origin. If
the article is all wool it will be dissolved iu-
the liquid, leaving nothing but n track of
coloring matter. If the material is cotton, it
comes out unscathed. When the material is
wool supported by a framework of cotton,
the latter being indistinguishable to the eye
or by ordinary tests, the caustic soda quickly
divorces the two, dissolves the wool and
leaves the cotton as clean as if it had been
woven by itself. It has been suggested that
people might buy a set of underwear made of
wool and cotton mixed, that when the sultry
days of spring arrive a bath of caustic soda
might be prepared, the garments dipped
therein, to emerge in the form of cotton goe-
saiuer for the summer season.—Hall’s Journal
of Health.
Mrs. llearnt’M Fondness for Society.
Senator Hearst is not given to society. He
is, on the contrary, inclined to get away from
fine people and fine houses. But Mrs. Hearst
is fond of social life, fond of young people
and fond of keeping about her pretty young
women as her season's guests. The senator
evidently enjoys having his wife do all these
things, and ho is proud of her, with very good
reason. She is a handsome woman, and
strikingly of the Spanish type. Mrs. Hearst
admits that she takes tlx» test of care of her­
self, and this she considers every woman’s
duty. Her complexion is dark, but wonder­
fully soft and clear; her eyes ar«» dark and
expressive, her hair is dark and shining anil
worn as smooth as satin. She is slightly be­
low medium height, with a slender, graceful
figure. Her voice is low and her manner ex­
ceedingly quiet, gentle and easy. Senator
Ilearst is in his seventieth year. His wife
looks scarcely half his age. Taking good care
of herself has taken a good many years off
her personal appearance. — Washington Let
ter.
Iluckh'N for Armament.
The chatelaine should always te wot non
th«» side, not only because that is wlnyo tue
lady of the olden time wore hers, but also lie­
cause it is never beautiful to pile decorations
of that sort immediately in front They will
most c«*rtainly increase the size of the stom­
ach, and take away from the grace of the
figure. Buckles set with precious stones are
in bad taste, ex< ept for full dress. Avery
smart set of buck!«»« to lie worn with a black
tulle costume is formed of good sized dia­
monds, and consists of one long one that is
worn with the sash ribbon at the waist; two
small ones that go on the velvet slippers, and
one very small one that clasps the velvet
band at the throat. The long, narrow, per­
fectly plain silver buckle is fancied for the
gray or green gowns for the early spring,
but remember, unless your waist is small,
you should not look at a buckle with an eye
of envy, for it will certainly make a large
waist look larger.—New York Letter.
The Woman a Man Marries.
A man likes a woman of indépendant and
strong character, but he is not attracted to
her unlewi she
some feminine weak­
nesses. He may admire her as a good com­
rade and even seek her a l vice, but he Is more
likely to love and marry the weak, clinging
vine; and after the honeymoon is over he not
Infrequently wastes his life secretly hinging
for of* openly seeking the cohipanionship of
the strong character he passed by. Here
again let the discreet woman take warning
and veil the full extent of her seif reliance
and strength from the sight of man till occa­
sion demands revealing it.
She must keep it to surprise him over and
anon, instead of flaunting it forever In bis
eyes.—Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
ItahlrN* T«»ea and Finger«.
“Clarissa Potter” advises mothers to pay
more attention t/» the Angers and toes of
crawling babim When Ixiby cri»*s examins
her tiny toes and Angers to make sure that
no splinter of wood or iron has entered them.
“As baby grows older and boots take the
place of soft wrxd socks, care must te given
that the fast growing little fw«t ar»» not
cramjied by too small Ixxits. Even dainty
kill can gondingly [»inch and chafe the dainty
flesh, and if the lxx>t ia txx> short, barbarously
double the flexible, hapless toes in tinder them­
selves, causing baby much wailing distress,
which we In our Ignorance try t»> relieve
with generous d<ws of castor oil and «'atnip
Generous re»-* /mtion is at ore e given of
the tenuty of th»-p ihle horn- and of tbs
power and importance of the woman who
creates it; Isit that this is woman's only Helu
I m emphatically dented. There are now open
to her many channels through which she »-an
Influence the race, and the question L* raised
Ancient Effyptlna MU»e|.lnff«.
as to whether the ail van tags in this respect
Tb»*» «niriouR «t-ickiníCW are knitted in a is altogether on the side of the married wom­
rery elever manner, and the material, fine an.—Mrs M F. Armstrong in Popular Sci­
w<x>l of
’ *bt onoe har”
ence.
white, is now Irown w:U> age. The needles
with which the wort wa» done must have
Th« Deaerated Dinaar Tabla.
Leena bttle thicker tbaa w. should eburno
Tl>e over decorated dinner table is now lie-
for the same purp'-r, and the knitting io teg criticteerJ. The man or woman who
itockibg IS
loow awl elMtic. Tn. stocking
is Is-gtlll
begun just knows g'xxl cooking does not fed *> ««ire of
a» we make tba deairi, only io the simplest getting it when served with a lore trimmed
nrann'-r. with single thread; nut in tbeoon- and satin lined tabiedotb ns when the cloth
Uiiuati >o «t Ibe wort it I» not urn pl y plain. Is of fine linen, decora tel simply with a few
Lut fawiful. Tba u*ual l.»r<Ltr
tba «Lxik- flowers, tad lighted with randtesin old wlvsr
tr.g Whu-L prevmu U» roiling up at tbn candelabra. - New York Commercial Ad ver-
*<,rk I» narrow. cun.irting of a row oí turnad
LITTLE ISLAND COLONY.
8. COLVIN
Colvin was a prosperous stenographer
and assistant on a weekly paper when he
met Miss Anne Howell in 188? and fell
madly in love with her. He acted very
rashly in pressing his suit, and when re
pulsed talked so strangely that his friends
persuaded him to leave Oakland, and he
located in Los Angeles. There he met
Perrie II. Maxwell lie told Colvin that
he had been a schoolmate and a lover of
Anne Howell in their «»arly home; that he
had letters from her of an interesting
nature and could influence the family
about as he wished. More infatuated than
ever, Colvin ret urned to Oakland, and with
him Maxwell, who used Colvin's influence
to get a position as stenographer.
Colvin became editor ami publisher of a
small weekly called Current Comment,
and in it published squibs on the Howells,
the name teing thinly disguised, and hints
of a “sensational story’’ to come. Miss
Anne reproache«! Maxwell for allowing
Colvin to see her schoolgirl letters, and
Maxwell replied that Colvin had broken
open his desk and stolen them. Colvin
heard this and became frantic, demanding
an interview with Miss Howell to set him­
self right. Her father came Instead, and
with him Maxwell, who had planned the
meeting. There was a quarrel ami Howell
shot Colvin five times.
The complications arc many It seems
most probable that Miss How «-H’s letters
were given to Colvin by Maxwell’s wife—41
chorus girl whose stage name is Ethel
Avery Miss Howell is beautiful ami in
telligent aud is a teacher in East Oaklaml
JOSKPII LKVO
The letters to Maxwell, she says, wen
rather light hearted schoolgirl effusions,
but contained nothing improper. Much
that is bad has r«*siiltod Colvin Is de/ul,
her father I n in prison, Mrs. Maxwell is at
least unpleasantly conspicuous ami Max
well is in bad odor wdth young Colvin’s
frk mis.
Far more ARMfl fltlfl flMMMdMfl was the
killing of Miss Ida Kipp in Cincinnati the
other evening by Joseph J. l>*vo, a poor
spirited wretch, Indeed, without the grace
and courage to slay himself, though he
professed to te anxious to die Ida. who
was well reared and of a good family,
though not strikingly beautiful, seems to
have favored Irevo’sMuit at first, but soon,
and very naturally, got tired of a young
fellow who m«eine«l to have no self reliance
or independence. He moped and fretted
ami cried yt*s, the testimony of his fellow«
is that he often sat «town ami cried tecause
“his girl had gone back on him.” Very
naturally they tried to laugh him out of
It, ami then he got angry enough to shoot.
He came u|> to her as Mhe was entering
the Fifth street garden, ami with but one
exchange of words shot her, uppurently
from behind, as t he bullet ent«»re<l her head
junt back of the right rar. Ih; continued
firing after she fell and then made a <l«»s
perate race for safety, but was captured.
The girl died in a few minutes The police
say that of all the prisoners they have had
for years Joseph G l/evo is the most dis
gusting, as he does nothing but cry. A
stalwart machinist, twenty nix or twenty
eight years old, crying like a child must te
a depressing sight. lila Kipp wait twenty
OKOIUJK NIEMANN
( 'IIAIILKS
It I n a shocking affair when a win kills a
father Yet if ever such a homicide waa
jiixtifled It wiw ho in the chm » •>( Charlee
Niemann, of Cincinnati, w ho recently shot
bin father, George Niemann When Charles
was live yeara ol<l his parent* had a dlfll
culty alxjiit mo me trifling affair, and it
seems to have completely < hangr<l ths old
man's nature For fifteen years he han
done nothing but quarrel and find fault,
oocaaionaliy maltreating his wife, who of
late years ha-» teen supi»orted by her chll
dreu. The father was fifty eight and the
sori twenty
Charles had come home to live. His
mother bad «ecu red an absolute divorce.
A few months ago the handful of peo­
ple who live on Pitcairn island cele­
brated the hundredth anniversary of the
i landing of their fathers on that little
i rock. The world is always glad to hear
of the prosperity of this people, iind sev­
eral other little communities inhabiting
i the smallest specks of land in the ocean
also excite much interest.
There is one island, however, of which
we seldom hear. It is Lord Howe isl-
■ and, the home of fifty or sixty white
i people, about 600 miles northeast of New
! South Wales. Years ago two or three
. families from New Zealand thought they
would seek a new home.
They had heard of the profuse vegeta-
i tion on this crescent shaped little island,
and decided that they would build new
homes there. So they went to Lord
Howe island, which is only six miles
I long and about a mile wide, and rises
precipitously from the sea to a height of
nearly 3,000 feet at nearly every point.
They built their huts, tilled the land,
and after a while two or three other
families joined them. Some of these
original settlers are still living, but most
of theTesidents are their descendants.
The island is under the government of
New Zealand, and once a year it is visit­
ed by a magistrate, who settles all little
disputes. It is a very easy task, for
there are seldom any differences among
the p<>ople. Like Pitcairn and other lit­
tle island communities, they have never
found it necessary to build a jail.
There were none of the higher mam­
mals on the islands when they went
there, but now there are quite a num­
ber of goats, swine and cats, which, hav­
ing escaped from domesticity, have
lived in the woods so long that they
have become quite wild. While some
of the men engage in tilling their gar­
dens others are out fishing. A great
many edible fish are caught there, and
the people find it very easy to live in
comfort without a large amount of labor.
They say they have not the slightest
desire to return to larger coinmunitiee.
They <lo not encourage immigration lie­
cause they think they and their children
will need all of the 3,220 acres of the isl­
and. Sometimes a sailor from a passing
ship spends a little while in the commu­
nity, and lias been known to carry away
one of the daughters as his wife, but
most of t he people are born, live ami die
there.
They cannot ftavel more than a few
hundred rods without string the sea, and
of course they come to know every inch
of their little world. Once or twice a
year a v<- s. 1 comes to them with a large
variety of supplies, and they purchase
with their corpa and other products the
goods they nee I for the ensuing year.
At the siimt» time their libraries are re­
plenished with new books, a large lot of
newspapers come to their homes, and it
takes them a good while to read of all
that has happened in the biiHy world
since they last heard of it.—New York
Loose the Bands of Thy Meek.
Mv mother uho <1 to tell a story of
curat«» in a Norfolk parish, where th«
rector was non-resident. One Hund ay,
just as th«» curate ha«l entered the read­
ing desk, the rector came into the
church, and sent him a note to the effect
that he wished to preach, but had f«»r-|
gotten to bring his bands. This ap­
pendage to th«» clerical wardrobe was
quit«» indispensable in thus«* «lays, and|
the only way in which th«» curate conld_
help him out of the difficulty was to un­
tie his own bands and hand them up]
into the three decker as soon as the
rector mounted.
But when the time cam«*, as ill luck
would hav»* it, the string of the kinds
got into a knot, and by one of those un-
a« < ountablr eoinridenc«*s that sometimes
occur the singers in th«» gallery struck
up the anthem “Loow* the bands of thy
neck, thou captive daughter of Zion,**
and as they rejwated the words over and
over again, and one part echoed an­
other, “Loose the bands of thy neck—
1<M)S<‘ the bands ¡«Mme the bands,’’ the
hapless curate tecame more baffietl in
his hopeless eiuteavors to untie the knot-
ted strings, and in his nervousneM sup-
|s>s«‘«l th«» anthem to l>e directed to him.
I do not remember how it ended, but
probably tin* ainusein«*nt it cans<*l after­
ward may have more than rotniM*riMit«*<l
for I he annoyance of the time.—Corn­
hill Magazine.
Ilcudj Made ( lothlug.
I am R<>m«*tim«*!4 amazed in passing the
gnat r«*a<ly made clothing establish-
nients of Boston to not«» how differently
tb«*y ar«» r«*gard«*<l than formerly. It was
1« kk than a generation »go that they
wer«» [>atroiiiz«*<l almost exclusively by
w«»rkingm<*n, mechanics and farmers,
who <b nin*«l r«>ugh, ch«»nply made «¿"t h­
ing. Merchants, bank«rs, professional
nit'll invariably left theii measure with
th«*ir tailors, and scorned what was fa­
miliarly t«*rm«*<l “ship made” clothing.
But a <lcm uul arose for fine grades of
reiuly mad«' clothing, ami the alert
Am«*ri« an manufacturer was reiuly to
meet the «lemand.
Th«» demands of th«» customer were
exacting, ami to reach hi« high standard
of ex«wll« nre scientific methods were em­
ployed and competent <1 ••signers. It was
the ol«l Ht^ry of the relative cost of mak­
ing one coat or of making 500.
there were men of pecnH»*’•
h«*retofor«» bad ljeei
only by the custom
tall or to«» fat to be fit
made sttxrk of the v‘‘
diflicnlty was soon ¡..
until t«»-ilay. although t!
has by no nuNins diaMflh*
V -»
tna«lv dealer has for his cuu
class of men who once seornc *iit'
Boston A<1 v«-rti!
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