The Exeter Advocate, 1895-2-28, Page 2yd
MISCELLANEOUS READING.
FOR OLD AND YOUNG.
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Oar Paper of GOXIOFili Interest,
The Teacher's NistaIce.
The teacher 'xi me don't' see things Suss the same;
There's pints ou welch we never eau agree;
1'ur wite,A teere's fun he thinks that I'm to
blame
Aud alwayslys the racket right to we.
O'course, f %pose I genqy in tke my share;
X ain't the quietest feller ever wuz
But, then, don't seem to me it's hardly fair
To wallup me fur what my seatmate does.
You SOO, 7iWilS lust like this: Jim bent li‘pin
And stile lit the back of teacher's oliair ;
I knew it, but t thdift dare t) grin,
For fear the teacher 'ti think I put it there.
And Jim, he /cep,t ggerie' away
As thong -111e thought twas wrong to play in
echo ,1;
lie's an in 'eeut enlekon every day;
You'd never think that be would bras c a rule;
But somehow all my thoughts were out of jint ;
The teacher "s:thuned, out suthin' pretty clear,
And soma he asked me if I saw the pint
I said, "Yes, 1 kiu see it clear fruni here."
And then I kinder snickered when I thought
That maybe he woutd find it pretty quick;
I never stooped to think I migot be caught
And soa.med, because 1 kne w Jun played the
trick.
You know our teacher. he is kinder proud,
And when I saw elm bound up off the chair,
Ec lookei so queer t snorted right out loud,
And 'course the boys all thought I put it there.
And that is why I don't feel very well.
Of course the thing was all the fault of Jim.
The teaeher never knew, I would not tell-
3mna said 1 ought to've studied, just like him.
Aims in Life.
Many people waste their lives trying to
find some great aim in the pursuit of
which to spend their lays. They are cer-
tainly more deserving of credit than their
fellows who are not even so much as con-
cerned to see the emptiness of an aimless
existence. But how much happier and
how much more useful are those who see
the need that is nearest at hand and sup-
ply it, who have an aim, yes a. great aim,
to brighten the life of their fellows, not by
great deeds of prowess, not by going off
to foreign lands to convert Hindoos, or
even by preaching at home, but by a kind.
word here and a thoughtful, helpful ac-
tion there. These indeed. are the people
whose aims bring content and happiness,
-who like the immortal poet finds "Ser-
mons ia stones, books in the running
brooks and good. in everything."
SONGS TREY SING.
How the Bee and the Katydid Make
Their Music.
Many insects make a noise of some sort,
at least most of them do. And as this
noise is ef different kinds in different ani-
mals, so it is produced in different ways.
Scarcely any two insects make their mu-
sic: in the same manner.
There is the little katydid. You all
know the katydid, of course. It is in
color a light green, its wings are gauzy
and beautiful Just where the wings of
the katydid joins the body there is a thick
ridge, and another ridge corresponding to
it on the wing. On these ridges is
stretched, a thin but strong skin, which
makes a sort of drumhead. It is the
rubbing together of these two ridges or
drumheads which makes the queer noise
we hear from the ketydid. It is loud and
(instinct, but not very musical. and the
next time we hear the sound • 'Katy -did!
Katy -didn't!" you may know that this
katydid. is rubbing the ridges of her body
together and. perhaps enjoying doing it.
The moment it is dark she and all her
fr.en.ds begin. Perhaps some of them
rest sometimes, but if they do there are
plenty more to take up the music.
Then there is the bee. The bee's hum.
eomes from under its wings, too, but is
produaed in a different way. It is the air
drawing in. and out of the air tubes in the
bee's quick flight which makes the ham-
ming. The faster a be 5 flies the louder
he hums. Darting back and forth he
hums busily, because he can't help it,
until presently he lights on a flower or
even a fence, and all at once he is still
again.
Teachers' Responsibilities.
A. Sunday school teacher may not ap-
preciate the responsibility that rests on
him because it may seem of so small im-
portance if one solitary class of scholars
is indifferently treated, among so many.
But when it is remembered that there are
in the United States nearly 10,000,000
children who go to Sunday school, whose
lives are in a larg 3 measure to be influ-
enced for bad or god by the training they
receive in the Sunday school, it becomes
a matter net only of duty to God, but of
patriotism and humanity to see that the
lives of these children who are in time to
come to be citizens and. perhaps rul-
ers are brought into th 3 proper grooves.
Apropos it is noticeable from statistics
that white the s sholars are numerous as
stated above, the teachers number only
something over 1,500,000, so that on an
average there are more than nine pupils
to a Mass.
g, Emancipation " of Woman.
Time was when divorced people were a
rarity. in society ; now they are a stand-
ing feature itt social life. People are
married., divorced, and married again
"while you wait." These lightning
matrimonial changes are ealeulated to
cause confusion in keeping one's visiting
list straight. You come back to town
after several years' absence, and. you will
find your friend Browne, who was wildat
that time about petty Miss jones, ha5
married her. gotten a Dakota divorce,
a...34 married plain Miss Smith. The
funny feature of the whole business is to
see how little society bothers itself about
the merits of the quarrels which separate
people. As a rule, it is only necessary
for a malt to have the reputation of hav-
ing been unhappily married, or recently
divomed, for society to take him tip and
make a lion of him if he gives goo 1 din-
ners, He may have been the -veriest brute
who ever baffled a woman, and may rich-
ly deserve killing, but his side of the
story will be believed, and he will get an
amount of maudlin sympathy from the
silly women ata tuft -hunting men in-
credible to see. The divorced. woman
often gains more notoriety from the fact
ef being divomed and is more sought after
and admired than if she had remained
plain Vire. Blank and continued to bo an
exeMplary wife and mother. The Pali -
nary wives are like militia, --they have
never been, in battle -but the divorced
woman hos received her "beptism of
fire" and jO.. a, veteran. The man who
taekles her must be brave, indeed. If she
has come out of the fight with an TM-
Arnirehed tepatetion and plentyof ali-
Mony, she is more than i
a snatch n gains
iug Admiration for any widow or rosebud
that ever fluttered a fen. Men's sympa-
thies are generelly with the divorced wos
man, Sometznes they are mistaken,
howeves, and. their sympathy is wasted.
I is safe to presurae, s ageneral rah),
that many of the divorces migh have been
prevented by a little common sense and
forbearance on both sides. The so-ealled
"emancipation" of woman has, perhaps,
had as muck to d,o with fostering a. spirit
of insubordination among women, as any-
thing else, They seem to be rapidly get-
ting t i that point when even suggestions
from their husbands, fathers and broth-
ers as to what they should •do under
critica, eirounstatioes ars considered. im-
pertinent. The divo ce wave may in time
spend its force, and we may return to a
simpler and healthier condition of life.
At present, however, divorce, 'which once
meant almost social ostracism, is now
only an episode in the business of life.
An Infidel's Tribute.
Voltaire writes: Last night I was medi-
tating. I was absorbed in the contempla-
tion of nature, admiring the immensity,
the course, the relations of those infinite
globes, which are above the admiration
of the vulgar. 1 admire still more the in-
telli mace that presides over the whole
machinery. I said. to myself, a man must
be blind not to be impressed by this spec-
tacle; he must be stupid not to recognize
its author; ho must be mad not to adore
him. What tribute of adoration oughtg
to render Him? Should not this tribute
be the same throughout the extent of
space, since the same supreme power
reigns equally in all that extent?
The Three Christianities.
Modern Christianity has taken on three
quite distinct types, corresponding to
what in the Church of England are known
as high church, low church and broad
church. Thesfirst enjoins as the essen-
tial duties obedience, sacrifice, worship ;
the second, intellectual aaceptance of a
certain plan of salvation; the third,
moral and humane lives. To the one
Christ is an object of solemn adoration
and worship, to the second a friend to
whom a great burden of debt is due, to
the third a mere exemplar of a perfect
life.
These three general types no doubt em-
brace all religious bodies from the Roman
Catholic on the one hand to the Salvation
Army on another, and. the Unitarian ou
a third -the types of obedience, faith,
charity.
As long as men are differently consti-
tuted by nature and. differently educated
there will be those who can worship God
sincerely in one class who would be at
sea, rudderless, in either of the others.
Who shall take it upon him to say that
our minds and sentiments must all be
brought to one gauge or we are in error?
The great glory of the Church of Eng-
land isthat it isibroad enough, charitable
enough, to take in all the classes -the
Puseys, the Ryles and. the Ssanleys.
Such, too, is no doubt the growing tend-
ency of the Christian church at large.
The days of intolerance, whether Catho-
lic or Protestant, are over, so far as any
general sympathy is enlisted.
How Time W111 Fly.
The hand of fate, operating through
the head -waiter, seated them at the most
conspicuous place in the dining -room.
"Don't stare at me so lovingly," he
fiercely hissed, "or you'll give it all
away.
The young girl blushed and looked very
much confused.
"Hum," coughed he, ostentatiously
eyeing: the menu.
"Bring us some mock -turtle," he com-
mauded, attempting a growl, but realiz-
ing only a tremolo gasp. "Don't call me
any pet names here," ha whispered from
the side of his mouta.
She tried, to look unconcerned, but be-
came redder in the face every moment.
He essayed to look savage, but made a
distinct failure of it.
"Er -lovely morning," he suddenly
observed aloud, with a sickly attempt at
nonchalance.
"Ye -yes, ray 1—"
"Sh ! Don't call me any pet names.
Why, you'd give us away in a minute."
Re assumed a feeble imitation of lofty
indifference. She seemed about ready is
sink through the floor.
"George," very softly.
He trieto scowl prodigiously, with
only indifferent success.
' 'I think," extremely pianissimo, "every
body is looking at us.
He was uneasy and his hands were muck
in his way. But inspiration came at last.
"It doesn't seem," he suddenly exclaim-
ed, very audibly (the look of incredulity
On his face a fair simulation of the real
thing), "as if we had been married four
years, does it ?"
"N -no, George."
The bolded individual near the door got
ohoked with his soup, but, with that ex-
ception, there was not a soul in the room
that did not smile.
Presently the bridal couple retired.
Their appetites appeared to be not ef the
most robust.
Dont's For Mothers.
Don't shut out the sunlight from your
nursery. Like plants, children need air
and sunshine to make them healthy and
strong. Let the room be always clean
and. sweet, as bright and dainty as your
own rooms are.
Don't expect too much of your little
ones. They can't be expected to have all
the forethought of their elders. Neither
can they always remember everything
they are told. You were a child yourself
once: recall your own little pranks and
make allowance for your children.
Don't keep a nurse for whom a baby
shows an aversion. He may have reasons
for his dislike of which you know noth-
ing, and no child can thrive under condi-
tions of unhappiness.
For Tired Women.
When a woman finds herself so tired
that she thinks she canfi.ot eat or even
sleep properly, let her devote a quarter of
an hour to getting rested. Three minutes
will suffice to remove her clothing and to
get into it warm dressing gownt Five
minutes should be devotsd to lying flat
on the, beak with eyes dined and muscles
relaxed. The remaining eight minutes
can be divided between sponging the feet
with alcohol and rubbing the back of the
neck with the same or with aromatic
vinegar. The -weary woman will not
recognize herself at the end of the pro-
cess, and if she can don fr sh elothing
she will feel equal to almost any exertion
by the time she is dressed again.
When terrified, the ostrich is said to
travel at the rate of twenty-five miles an
hour and Wears twelve to fourteen feet at
a. stride,
FAMILY rap og.ort; HER
1NSANE.
Pitiful Sight Seen on a Virginia Kati.
road Train.
rHE passengers on the South Atlen-
tic and Ohio Road, between Big
Stone Gap and Bristol, the other
day were witnesses of a pathetic
and dramatic, ineident even for this
mountainous country, were romances are
plenty and pathos is abundant. It was
another chapter in the history of a cele-
brated feud, and perhape when we con-
sider all of its phases, the darkest, sad-
dest chapter of all. An official from the
ins.tne asylum at Marion, Vae was .on
board, and in his custody was a black-
eyed, dark-skinned, sad -faced little wo-
man whom he attended with the greatest
of care. She was a Mrs. Jennie Matthews,
of Wise county, Va., and her maiden
name had been Mullins.
Most readers will remember the fele-
brated mountain vendetta of a little over
two years ago, in which "Doe" Taylor
killed old man ffilllins and all his family
except one daughter, Taylor himself
was tried for the crime, convicted and
finally exeouted at Wise Court House, on
the 27th of October, 1808. It was a bloody
affair, even for these Kentucky and Vir-
ginia mountains, and it s..ems that the
awful results ot it are not all heard from
yet. The only suryiving member of the
Mullin family was Mrs, Matthews, and
the passengers on the little mountain
railroad who saw her plight the other
day are in doubt if she gained by her
*escape.
For two months she had been confined
in the Wise county jail -the same one in
which the ruthless butcher of her loved
ones had been kept He had been kept
there because he was a red-handed crimi-
nal; she because her poor brain had
given way miller the awful strain upon
it. When she came to the train she was
accompanied by her husband and her
brother in-law, as well as by the asylum
official.
"Thank God !" she exclaimed with a
long sigh of relief as she settled down on
the oar seat. "I was awful 'fraid yqu
wouldn't come doctor."
"Do you really want to go with me?"
asked the attendant kindly.
"Yes, indeed, yes," she exclaimed.
"It'll be best to go. I can't seem to do
no good anywheres now, but anything'll
be better'n than that place I kem from."
She shuddered as she thought of the
jail.
Her brother-in-law broke down and
cried like a baby when he bade her good-
bye, but her husband wore only a look of
stolid indifference. He was a typical
mountaineer in appearance, and may
have concealed more genuine feeling than
one would suppose. She kissed both men
good-bye, but showed no sign of any feel-
ing.
"My poor woman," said the doctor,
gently, after the men had left, "what
started you off itt this way ?"
She glanced up at him with a wild,
haunted look in her eyes, and answered:
''Trouble."
She was only nineteen years old, but
she was a wife and. the mother of- two
children. She haa begun life early, as
most of these mountain women do, and
now at the age of nineteen was an old.
woman, and. a physical and mental
wreck of an old woman at that.
"Doctor, bring me some water," she
begged in a short time. The doctor
brought it.
"Doctor, is there any danger in this
water?" she asked as she glanced at the
cup suspiciously.
"No pizen?"
CN0 .11
"Sure'?"
Then she drank it. There was a vol-
ume of suggestiveness in her wild looks
and suspicious questions. She had seen
father, mother and her whole family
butchered by a former friend and neigh-
bor. One is apt to be suspicious under
such cireumstanoes.
Before long the poor woman began to
grow deathly sick. She had never ridden
on a train be her life before, and the
rough jostling and bumping over the
abrupt curves of the little mountain road
were such as might easily make the most
experienced traveller suffer. The doctor
offered her some kind of medicine.
"Any danger in this, doctor?"
',Nod
Still she was not satisfied. She looked
up at him appealingly, and with infinite
sorrow in her voice said :
"Say, doctor, you wouldn't pizen a poor
woman like me, would you ?"
There were tears in her big, pleading
black eyes as she spoke; and I am not
sure but there may have been tears in
some other eyes in the ear ree well. When
ths newsboy on the train came around
with his apples, oranges and bananas,
'she held out her hand for some apples.
The doctor kindly bought her what she
wanted, but after eating a few bites she
began to grow sicker and sicker. The
doctor gave her what medicine he could,
but her suffering was pitiable, neverthe-
less.
"Say !" she suddenly screamed in an-
guish, "Am I ia hell, doctor? Am I in
hell? Are you in hell, too? And is this
train in hell, and everybody on it ?"
One of her favorite delusions is that
she is in hell. After all the hideous
sights she has seen, no wonder she thinks
so. It was several minutes before she
got over her paroxym, but in a short
while she became calm.
,''Any danger in that thing out there,
mister ?" she asked of a passenger.
"No; that's the engine. It's the thing
that paths the train."
The engine was shrieking and hissing
and rumbling in a way that must have.
seemed fiendish to the simple mountain'
girl. However, she lay down on the seat
and tried to sleep. After awhile she gave
up the effort and straightened up again.
The next time she attracted the attention
of the passengers she was singing. It
was a wild, half -inarticulate sang e, but
she kept on repeating the same words over
and over again.
Down, down, down
IT leave thle railrolui train
And go to Bethlehem.
No one who herd the plaintiveness of
the prolonged "down" will ever forget it.
What She thought she meant no one can
say. Possibly the idea, of "down" was
the only one she clearly comprehended.
Doubtless, though, that one was fright-
fully distinct in her mind.
"Doctor, can I go to the stove and
warm my feet ?"
The request was b•ranted.
"Now can I get a drink ?"
This also was granted. The poor wo-
xnan hardly dared breathe without asking
permiseioa. A, more bails), .traetab'e
patient therenever was, Deseistleae.
had been used to asking p rmission all
her life, first of her father,and in later
years of her lenaband. con she went
back to her former seat and Settled down
again,
Her hair stood out and around her head'
in a heavy blank mass, around which was
wrapped a bright red shawl. Her clear
black eyes were fixed intenCy upon the
roof of the car. Her's was not a bad face
by any means nor even a wild one. If
it was not a beautiful face, it was at least
a sweet one, and one full of an infinite
sadness. It was such, a face as a thought-
ful man would likely remember for a
long, long time. Most of the passengers
in the ca,r turned back to look at her.
Suddenly she began. to sing again, and
this time it was no mere crazy jangle of
words. It was an old hymn which she
must have heard at a /misdeed mountain
meetings in other days. At the first cote
every eye in the ear was turned toward
the singer.
Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul Oil Thee.
Leave, 0 leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me.
Her voice was a rich contralto, but the
characteristic mountain drawl that ac-
companied it gave it an inexpressibly
weird effect. When she began two young
111011 011 the train looked at each other and
smiled. Most of the passengers shudder-
ed, Several of them stared out of the
windows very hard, as if to keep 'beek the
tears.
At Bristol the young doctor and his
patient changed ears for Marion, Va.,
where the asylum is located. Doe Taylor
has enough to answer for in the next
world already. It must be an awful
thing to have the murder of a whole in-
nocent family upon one's guilty soul, but
I believe I had rather answer for that
than for the living death to which this
inoffensive, simple -hearted mountain girl
has been reduced.
unurs FOR THE KITCHEN.
Read Them and Paste Them Up to Be
Read Again.
You may not know,
and if you do not,
you will find it usefulto 'bulletin in the
kitchen the fact :
That the secret of making sponge cake
is not to beat the air all out of the eggs
after it is once beaten in. Beat the yolks
to a mass of bubbles and the whites to a
stiff froth. Then cut them into each
other with a f w crosswise thrusts of a
fork, and out the eggs into the cake mix-
ture in the same fashion. Do not beat
the cake after the eggs are added.
'That slamming the door of the oven
will make cake "fall."
That shaking potatoes after the jackets
are off for a minute at the open window
will make them "mealy." The cold
draught causes the starch cells to burst
open, making the feathery white flakes
that are itt such agreeable contrast to
the sodden mass served too often for a
potato.
'That plunging macarpni for a single i
minute n a bath of cold. water after it
has been cooked tender in boiling salted
water prevents it being "pasty."
That the crisp, delicious slices of bacon
that are a feature of so many appetizing
dishes may be had by turning each slice
every minute over a hot fire in a pan
large enough so that the slices shall not
touch; and then as soon as delicately
browned on both sides lift from the pan
on to a sheet of butchers' coarse wrapping
paper (save it for the purpose when it
com.s from the market clean), and allow
the bacon to drain upon it in the oven
for another minute.
That an egg shell should never be
thrown away in a family that likes cof-
fee. Wash and. wipe the egg before it is
broken to use, and put the egg shell in a
covered glass jar. A couple of them
thrown into th x bottom of the coffee big.
gin will settle the coffee as well as any-
thing known. This is one of the econo-
mies practiced in houses where several
servants are employed, and there is a
housekeeper to watch the small leaks in
expense accounts.
That a couple of sheets of a big news-
paper wrapped about Me will keep it half
as long again as ice that is uncovered.
The paper is much more cleanly than a
piece of blanket, as it can be removed
daily.
That crashed ice ean be prepared in a
couple of minutes by chipping off a piece
from the large cake with an me pick (see
ten -cent bargain counters); put the piece
that is to be crushed in a clean coarse
cloth (the burlap that comes wrapped
about bacon, ham, etc., after a boiling is
admirable for this and other kitchen twee
as handling hot pots and pans) ; gather
the corners of the cloth and bang it two
or three times against any unbreakable
surface, as a stone hearth, iron sink, ole.
Rinse the ice first and use a clean cloth,
and the • crushed ice. will be perfectly
clean, as ice goes.
That a pinch of powdered sugar, and
another of corn starch beaten in with the
yolks of eggs will keep an omelet from
collapsing. Beat the whites stiff and cut
them into the yolks.
That a half -teaspoonful of chicory to
one-third of a cup of Mocha and two-
thirds of Java. (or thereabouts) gives the'
rich, dark tint and peculiar flavor of
French after-dinner "black coffee."
That a little knowledge, far from being
dangerous, oftan MVOs the cook's cookery
from disaster.
The Lawyer's First Client.
He was lawyer and his office in the
Allen building.
"There goes an old woman that re-
mind me of one of my fired clients," said
he, pointing to an old, red-faced Irish-
woman who hobbled slowly across Gov-
ernment Square to the Postoffice build-
ing.
"I'll aell you about her. It was her
first case in court, and," laughing, "al-
most my first as well. She carne in look-
ing very woe -begone and dispirited.
"I endeavored to Cheer her. 'Never
mind, Mrs. MoShane,' said I, 'you rausn't
be afraid -it's not half as bad as going
to the dentist's offic."
" Judea,' said she, tremulously, an
the sinsetiorne about the same 1"
Bermuda farms bear three suctessive
drops in one year.
it take? 7,000 insects to make one pound.
o ceehincal.
G ,od railrord ties are expeeted to het
eight years.
GEN LlW WAMSAPE'S JUR
Stirred by an Incident In * Ottintdien
Train.
General Lew Wallace proposes to snake
somebody sweat becaus he was not com-
pelled to pay duty at the Detroit custom
house on a copy of "Ben Hur," which he
bought on a train in Canada while on his
s ay to Detroit. Among a pile of books
'which the train 'butcher threw down be
side him he found a paper eovered volume
of his work, which the boy offered to him
for '25 cents. As the boolt cannot be par.
hased in the United States for less than
$1.50, owing to the copyright, the Geners
al was milled. His displeasure increased
whoa he examined the book, for he found
the Canadian pirate had altered the sub-
title of the work, inserted a prefade,
changed the headings of the chapters,
omitted portions of the story and in other
ways mutilated the production. General
Wallace bought the book aud placed it in
his satchel where it would be sure to meet
the eye of the customs officers, for the
purpose of finding out if travelers who
purchased the book were allowed to bring
them in free of duty and in violation of
the copyright law.
Inspector D. Long went through the
satchel of General Wallaee at the station
but passed the volume without asking for
duty. The General called his attention
to it particularly, and asked if it was the
custom to admit free cheap Canadian
editions of copyrighted t ooks. General
Wallace announced his intention of tak-
ing the matter to Washington. He says
that although "Ben Hai' has been trans-
lated into almost every tongue he has
only received fifteen cents royalty from
foreign publishers.
In the Home.
How many homes there are in which
more care is lavished upon expensive
adornments than upon the free, every-
day cbmforts and blessings of nature!
There are many women who, with the
best intention for the care of their houses
and their children, still commit one hein-
ous, hygienic sin by what may not be -in-
aptly called -furniture worship," and. so
careful are they of carpets, sofa cover-
ingsand curtains that some rooms in
their houses are maintained in a cellar
like darkness except for short intervals
when they are thrown open for "com-
pany." If one thing is more certain
than another, it i5 the fact that all sorts
of microscopic growths lave the darkness.
One has only to seareh a dark spot in the
forest to find myriads of them, and dark,
sunless closets and corners come a close
second., with moulds, and, if we examine
carefully, a dust filled with spores.
Tho army of scientists who are study-
ing th nature and habits of the microbes
inimical to health and life have lately
been making extensive experiments on
the effect of exposing them to the action
of light, says au exehange'and with one
accord they tell us that the creatures
wore principally killed outright, but the
residue had their vitality so interfered
with that they co-uld not and did not de-
velop normally at all. Sunshine is a
very cheap article, has no offensive odor
like sulphas., and can be easily applied;
and what matters it if the carpet does
fade a few shades if the room can be
wholly sweet and wholesome? There are
some parlors, especially in country
houses, haunted by an abiding musty
odor ; they never had a thorough bathing
in sunlight.
Fresh Air is Important.
The season of colds, at least the season
accepted as such, being upon us, it is
well to remind ourselves that the best
authorities ascribe the prevalence of
these distempers to bad indoor air rather
than to. severe outdoor air. "Cold air,"
says a writer in a recent magazine, "does
not cause throat and lung disease, but
only bad air." The fact that there is a
marked increase in these diseases during
cold. weather he fits to the theory by de
daring that such disorders are produced,
not by the cold. air, bat by the indoor
life that accompanies the season.
"An open fire in every living room itt
every house," says another enthusiast on
the same suject of ventilation, "would
do more to lower the death rate from
respiratorydiseases than any medication
or other existing remedial agency." Barr-
ing this, he urges frequent airingof
rotaas constantly occupied, bat ali
so n-
sists that the ventilation be done on
principles of eoramon. sense. "Steam -
heated rooms," pursues this carping
critic, "particularly in apartments,
usually reach a temperature of eighty
degrees. This I may say is a mild state-
ment. Any pergolas living in such places
endure this or greater heat until it be-
comes intolerable and then throw
windows open recklessly. The tempera-
ture is lowered too suddenly, a chill is
sure to follow, and often serious mis-
chief. Why not take the pains with our
own lives that a florist does with his
plants? The air in a greenhouse is regu-
lated by a thermometer, and kept even
and pure without a suddea chill or over-
heating. It is the high temperature and
bad air of our houses that has made us a
race of catarrhal wheezers, and not at
all, I believe, climatic conditions."
A Sleeve Story.
By the way, here's a sleeve story. A
woman whose dresses are models of taste
on small money, overhauled an attic chest
the other day and found a handsome red
and black plaide'l silk gown that hacl be-
longed to her mother. Tartans are the
fashion, and she p di d it from its rest-
ing place without pause or question.
Make me a high-nooked vsaist," she
said to her dressmaker, "a fancy blouse,
if you please, with big sleeves for after-
noon teas."
The dressmaker hesitated. Then wit/a-
out comment she measured. The skirt
was a full one after the fashion of forty
years ago.
"lt won't cut the sleeves," was her ver-
dict, "and where'd bo the use if it did ;
there'd not be a scrap of a waist to put
them 10 1"
"Then cut me an evening waist," said
the Woman, "quite low, and use up
what's left on the sleeves."
Tho waist was a most effective one, ani
the sleeves wore aalloons as fashion re-
quires, but silos. -so short they were
nothing more ahem toy balloons on the
shoulders.
Hae tabula cloeet, there'm more stuff in
one sleeve to -day than itt your grand-
mother' i whole wardrobe.
To Put On a 'Veil.
It is an aceomplishment worth acquit. -
in them days when Canadian women go
abroad almost aniversally veiled as the
beauties of the Orient, to put one's veil
successfully ; that le, so that the hair
is held soeurely in poultion, bla veil itself
does not droop below the lint brim ilt any
point, and neither hangs hese nor draws
across the face, rendering the wing incon-
venient and the nose a marbye to tickling
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sensations which every wearer of a veil
knows. Half the beauty of the veil, or
more strictly, the enhancement of beauty
which the veil gives, is due to the way it
is put on.
Worse thau no veil at all is the veilput
on before the bonnet is assumed, as one
fashion writer recommends. Tho filing
meshes; pressed closely against the face
and hair, leave no room for the charm-
ing illusory effect which is the vell's
chief "excuse for being." The first re-
quirement in a veil is that it shall be of
unstinted size, double width, unless it is
to be worn with a very small bonnet, a
yard long, so that it may be gathered up
in generous folds over the hat brim and
pinned -a veil should never be tied -well
up at the back of the hat. A. better fit
and a prettier effect are given by a, little
cluster of gathers directly in the middle.
of the front.
It is to bo hoped that women will some-
time learn that veils figured with sprigs,
or, indeed. anything but unobtrusive dote,
are never becoming and make them look,
as a man was heard. to remark the other
day, "as if their faees were covered with
flies."
SUNSHINE HAS RETURNED
THE SHADOWS OVERHANGING
NIAGARA. FALLS HONE
HATE Y NISHEIL
Little Mabel Dorety Cured of St. Vitas
Dance After Fear Physicians Bad
Ineffectually Treated the Case.
From the Niagara Falls Review.
In speaking to a friend recently we were
asked if we had heard that Little Mabel
Dorety, the eight year old. daughter of
Mrs. Dorety, Ontario avenue, had been
miraculously cured of St Vitus dance.
We replied in the negative but stated
that we would investigate the case and
ascertain the facts. Accordingly we vis-
ited the home of Mrs. Dorety, when she
related the facts as follows : "My little
girl has had a miraculous experience. It
as about two years and a half since Mabel
was stricken with St. Vitus dance caused
by the weakening effects of la grippe and
rhetunatism. Three local physicians were
called in as also one th otor of consider-
able reputation from Niagara Falls, N.Y.
but in the face of the prescriptions of
these physicians and the best of care,
Mabel grew rapidly worse. She could not
be left alone an instant and was as help-
less as an infant as she had no control of
her limbs at all. She could neither -walk
without assistance nor take food. or drink.
At this stage one of the attending
physicians said, 'Mrs. Dorety, there is
no use in my coming here any more.
There is nothing that I know of can be
done for your little girl," Well matters
went on that way for a short time with
no better results till one day I was sure
the poor child was dying I remembered
having seen accounts of at. Vitus dance
cured by the use of Dr. Williams' Pink
Pills air Pale People and I determined to
try them. I was skeptical as to the effect
and only tried them as a last resort, but
was soon agreeably surprised at the re-
sult. It was not long before they had a
good. effect and I then felt certain I had
found a remedy that could cure my little
girl if anything could. In less than three
months she was so much better that the
dread disease had almost disappeared, and
the pills were discontinued. In a few
month4, however, she showed that the
symptoms had not been entirely eradicate
ed from her system, so I had her again,
commence the use of the Pink Mills. I
feel certain that all traces of the awfttl
malady will be swept away, for she .goes
to school now and we have not the slight-
est anx.ety in leaving her alone. Dr.
Williams' Pink Pills is certainly a grand
remedy, and I would not be without them
under auy eon. ideration, for I think they
are worth their weight in gold, as in my
little girl's case they have been true to
all they advertise. I am only too glad
to id t others who may be unfortunate
know of this miraculous cure through
the use of Dr. Williams' Fink Pills.
When strong tributes as those can be
had to the wonderful merits of Pink
it is little wonder that their sales reach
such enormous proportions, and they are
the favorite remedy with classes. Dr.
Willion.s' Pink Pills contain the ale-
ments necessary to give new life and
richness to the 'blood and restme shatter-
ed. nerves. Sold in boxes (never ie loose
form by the dozen or hundred, and the
putale, are cautioned against sionerous
imitations sold in this shape), at 50 cents
a box, or six boxes for e8.5 e and may be
had of all druggists, or direct by mail
from Dr. Wi I - Medicine Com
Brookline, Ont., or Sehenectady, N,Y,