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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1895-6-21, Page 6COIIfilN' THRO' THE ILYE. EL=1 lATli S, (COlianeltall).) • The only cheerful people present are two • d clergymen — eomfortably dressed, happy, \veil sham soule,who en not only pleeeently provided for lit this world lint •ere blessedly safe for the next. One is telling the ollaer the latos t Umlaut a a certain witty bishop, end X strain my ears to cetch the emplane syllables; but he laughs en. much over it, that the point is lost in suceessions of ellueleles, and I feel uneeasonaely though distinctly owes. The ether lintel says, "Hey?" at every tenth word. What a small lusiguillca,nt person a spinster traveliiig! alone looks! She i•s a poor creature, compared with the "mar - Tied woman," and all her smart parapher- nalia, the footman, the lady's maid, the nurse, the baby, the husband. I place ili1/1 last o 11, adtisedly; for though he pro- videa, all the rest, he is often the meek- est and most unimportant of all. There is im denying it—I like, to feel important; or rather, I think I should if 1 over got tho chance—tor I never had one yet. I do not want to be married fo*ears and yeaxs; but it Iceula have all the nice, pleasant, dignified surroundings that mar- ried womea ha/ o without being obliged to take the husband, I should like it. Now, if I happen. to get smashed up to- day, there is no one to gather my pieces together, or acquaint my friends of my demise, or give nae decent burial. How hungry I ana 1 In the breathless hurry - scurry of my departure, sherry and sand- wiehee fauna no place; 1 was too intent ea conveying my person and box to the station (anticipating a revoke a a favor- able sentence) to think of probable hun- ger; now, as the train slowly glides into Pringly Station, the sight of the refresh- ment bar, with its fossil sendeviches,laden buns, and orange -colored decanters, re- joices ray heart ' "Guard," I say, jumping up as that in- dividual goes past the carriage with his flag under his arm "will you get me seme sandwiches, and two buns, and a gjass of ale, please?" "Yes, aniss"—and he vanishes. In my hurry I have trodden heavily on the foot of one of the elderly young ladies, and she gives me a look as I make my apologies that quite revives me, it is so healthily vicious. They exchange glances • ,of horror out of their pale eyes as I drink Bassis best or worst. Away we go again, tearing through the laceght, beautiful country, as though it were the desert of Sahara, and we could not leave it behind fast enough. HOW the sun pours down on our devoted. heads! • Truly August is giving us some straight burning strokes before it goes. How I fuss, and fidget, and fan myself, and adopt tho hundred -and -one flapping and fussy measures that mortals sulfuring under discomfort always affect, until they resign themselves to the inevitable, and learn that hardest of hard lessons—endur- ance! • After a while I think I fall off into a • doze like the rest. I am oonscious of making a deliberate effort to keep any mouth shut when "Luttreall Luttrell!' •comes sweetly te my oar. I start up in prodigious excitement, dancing up and down on teeth the little females' feet this time, but into° greet a hurry to apologies-, In fact I am out of the carriage and across the platform almost before the train has stopped. There is Milly in her carriage, but an ampler, grander, different Pally sannhow • from the bouncing. short -haired, Land - some sister of the old days. "Hove do you do?" I say, rushing up to her. "How glad I am to see you!" And I give her a hug, for I have not seen her for a long, long while. "I am so glad you he,ve coane," she says, "but good. heavens, Nell! What a hat you have got on!" The gladness dies a little out cf my faoe and voice; I feel ruffled and vaguely chill- ed. I have not seen her since her inarriage, she might have looked at my face, nos ray hat; besides, under the shadow of just such a one has Milly walked for all the years of her life before she married. As we drive away she asks for all at home kindly enough, but already I think her husband and child fill her heart, and the pomps, and vanities and gauds, and pleasures of her new life have shouldered away the memory of the old one at hoine. As I look at her I marvel greatly if she ever weld have dodged papa round cor- ners, and gone water-cressing, or worn a sun -bonnet and double skirts? And, al- though I shut ray eyes tight and try to conjecture up the vision, I cannot. "Where is Alice?" I ask. "I thought she would have coria with you." "Charles is driving her this afternoon but she will be in by the time we reach the Court." "I am longing to see the babies," I say, looking at Miller's dress, and thinking what uncommonly fine birds line feathers • well make. (1 ani sure I could be made very presentable.) "Mine is a splendid boy," says Milly, warming up directly; "ho has the Lut- trell skin and hair,and his eyes—" Words fail May at this pobat "And Alice's?" "The youngest is a nice child." How droll it seems to think of Alice as a mamma with two children! And I have • never seen the last one yet. 'Mayo yon many people staying with • your •"Not many—a dozen or so. • There is Fane." We are in the park now, and across the grass comes a tall, bonny, fair-haired • young fellow, with a sunshiny face and a bright manner that nueees every heart warm to him. It was but little that I saw of him at Milly's wedding; I am glad to • have the cha,nee of knowing him better. "I am so glad you have come,, "he says, lamella; "we were afraid that—" .A. glance from Milly at the servants cheeks him, and he jumps into the ear - eine, and We bowl away. I weeder if • all married people behave as these do? There they sit face to face, hand locked in • hand, gazing at each other with an ab - •sorbed spooniness that I do not know • whether to mile at or achnive. In another minute We ate at the house and in the hall. Through the halt -opened drawing• - room door comes a sound as of many • tongues, a chinking as a niany tea -cups; •eViclent ly all the world le them. • "I will ge to iny own, thank you," I say, in answer to Milly's gtiostion. "Yatir •maid /011 show in the way." As / imetent the wide staireases •shallow and wide enough to (trim ecogeh and siX down, I heave a deep sigh a relief 1 AM • tired, hot, dust'; but oh 1 •Ine at any • lo itney's midland 1 am hero, and not at Sdverbridge. My xoom Is vast, arid w: le, and cool; it looks over genial and Santee, hill and dale, fashione afe r Na- Illree tartest and most lovely pattein; and Way to the /eft glittere any splendid old friend, the sea, upon •whose. We I have not looked for many a long day, I have renerwed any travelingairess, and am drinklug tee, when Alice oomes id ith a rush. "How delighted I cnn ta see YOU 1" she seys; and we fly towar4 well, other mid lxise heartily. " on disgatoefal young vvoman, 1" I say, holding her at arm's length ; "so yea have beeu and heel another baby, have you?" "Is It not shooking?" she slays, laugh- ing. "I have had my hands full, X eau tell y AL" "And. what Is the last one ask, with interest; "as pretty as the first wes?" "Prettier!" says Alice, with emphasis. ''.and what is 11:filly's like?" I ask., sly- ly. "Oh, all very well; but it does not come up to anine." (I =peat some fun out of these babies,) "And you are better looking than ever," I say, conclading my lengthened survey ; "may I ask if you, find any improveineut visible in ane?" "Now I come to look at you," says Alice, "you are—yes—you deciddly are less plain than you used to be. There was a time, Nell, when I simply trembled for you, but your hair is lovely. your eyes are good, our, dimples axe °harming. I think you'll do," "Thank you," I say, meekly; "it is ,caso of it might have been worse, is it not? Now would you believe it, but I know a young man who thinks me very pretty indeed!" "A young man!" says Alice, opening her eyes"not in Silverbridge, surey? Didl you a lvertise for him, or was he dropped old of a balloon?" "Neither," I say, laughing; "but lam not going to tell you. anything about him. I know so we 1 how everything filters through to the husbands with marrie4 women, and I'm not going to have my heart's best affections nado the theme of yo r unfeeling jokes. Did you think I should come, Alice'?' "Not in the least! Charles and Fano have been making bets on you. After this I shall expect. you to come and stay with me at Lovelace Chase," "I wish I could," I say, devoutly; "but this 'outing' over, I expect to be shut up for the rest of any days" "Marry," says my ettautiful sister, re- splendent in all the pride Of her matronly young beauty; "you will be able to do as you please then. Now—about this young "I won t tell you now," I say, putting my lingers in nay ears. "I am so glad to have got clean away from him, you know; another day I will. Are any nice people staying here, Alice --any one I sin likely to fall in love with?" • "Wh tt a question?" says Alia, open- ing her eyes. "If you think of doing any such thtug, there is no need to talk, about is before hand, is there?" "In this case," I say, seriously, "there is a great deal of need, for if I do not fall In love with some one within the next flve months--" "Whit then?" • "What, indeed?" I say, gayly. • "Come now, tell me, have you any Prince Chime- ing staying here?" "We have one handsome man," says Atioe, "Sir George Vestris; but he is in love with somebody; and there is little Lord St. John, whose possessions are churning if he is not, but he is in love with me; there are two detrimentals look- ing out for heiresses, and there is some new man who arrived this afternoon, whom I have not yet seen It is very odd he lives near Silverbridna—I can't remem- ber his name. Fane and Milly knew him abroad. I am told .he is good looking." "And this other man, the one mention- ed first, whom is he in love with? Any one here? I should fall quite naturally into my character of gooseberry again." "With the loveliest woman I ever saw," Wheure that preeedeS dinner, .Rilvia has net yo Made bor appearance, but all the ether guests are present, 1 thiuk, and. I. have lanvett to so aueny,that any heed feels liko a pewit:dam that is bound to go ou wagging by the foree o its own women- talMil‘rs. Tempest reclines in an easy -chair, fatter, kinder, fairer than ever --an agrete able contrast to the lady to whom she is talking, who is sallow, and lean, and ill- favored. Ilei 'name Is Lister, and she is mother to those two sweetly simpering yoting ladies who are frisk/leg on yonder eausouse like lambkins, displaying an ostentatious afteetion for each other that spooks volumes for the eneounters they have in private. . Talking to Alio° is an ugly little fair man, who is looking at 1110 thrOlIgh MIs eye -glasses with att'ention, for do I not live near the rose? Charles Lovelace, handsome as ever, a trifle steadier than he was on that terrible day when he ran away -with Alice (and we wretches loft behind were left to pay the piper), lounges beside my ohair, giving me little histariettes of the people pres- ent Leaning against the man el -piece is a rather tall, very dark Man, with a per- fedtly handsome face, that does not give 1110 the impression of being particularly sensible or wise. That is Silvia's lover. She seems to have a rare taste for dark inerebnt this one does not to me approach or touch the grander, more masouline • good, looks of that other, who could re- nounce his heart'rdesire rather than for- feit his ewn self-respect, I look up and see Paul Vasher cumin in at the open door, My heart seems to stop beating es he conies forward. Are rny eyes playing me sonie trick? Am dreaming? No?; for be conies straight to my side after Melly has introduced him to Alice (apparently he has seen all.' the rest this afternoon), ant holds out his hand with a quick look of gladness. "I had no idea I should see you here e or that you wore Mrs. Luttrell's sister? Did you know that I should, be here, too?" he says, as he takes a chair next to me. • "No, indeed!" How small my voice sounds! How ton ue-tied I always am before this man 1 "I hope you left all well at home?" • "Quito well, I thank you." (Is Silvia ever coming? It only wants one minute to eight.) • 'Do you know,' I say, rather nervously, "that you will see an old friend presently —or perhaps you have seen her already:" "Do you mean Miss Fleming?" he asks, quietly. `No, I have not seen her yet." The door opens, and. enters Silvia. As she c mes up the long room I see her clear- ly enough, a thought larger, a shade more voluptuous, than she used be be—a woman now, not a girl. She . wears dead -white silk, with costly lace at breast and elbow, and faint golden yellow roses in her hair and the front of her gown... Her beauty strikes me as freshly and arprisedly as it did the first time I ever saw her. Sir G( orge Vestris goes to mealier with almost humble devotion, but she looks around her secking,I think, Paul Taaher, and he rises and approaches her. They are so near me that I could touch either with ray hand, and cannot chuose but hear their words. - "How do you do, Miss F.eming?" says Paul. • "Quite well, thank you, Mr. "crasher." "Itis many years since we met," says the gentleman, politely. • "It does not seem • so long," says the lady. • "Dinner is served," a nouneed the butler. • "Will you take in nay sister," Mr. Vasher?" says Milly; and Iput ray hand under his arm. Somehow or other we are all matched; the stray men come out of their corners and fall in with the rest, and we go across the hall and into the dining -room, dim with waealights, faint and subdued as a room devoted to the worship of the palate says Alice, "and she has a pretty nanae-- should be—or so gourmands tell us. "And some day, yon Will turn ritY Oar actor iiiside out, and hold it up for me to look at," says Patti. "If you cannot hold your owe against a rillago maid. I alA sorry for pee," I say, slyly. Milly Is collecting the glances of her compeers now, and I leave my Seat With BOW," I. think to myself, "for a time pennanee. Women eau be oozy enoegli together if they all KBOW one an other well, but a jtamble of relations, friends, and aeellaintances—neverr' Silvia has vanished W1).011 1 1'04011 the drawing -room, No one abhors her own sex move heartily than she, and I do not bee inclined to make friends with the sis- ters, who aro sitting on a distant coach, chatting very earneetly,reporting progress no ttoubt. The matrons sit in a ring and discourse of babies and the extraordinary rascality of their servants, male and fe- male, 1 ant not married, and • I have no servants, not even a lady's -maid; so I turn any back cm the drawing -room and go upstairs to the Lovelace and Luttrell nurseries and look at the babies, happy little souls'with their perfectly Wank memories, that enable them to sleep on, and on ,with =thing to awaken them save hunger. They rook such soft, round little cherubs, with their tiny clinched lists touching their cheeks. The young mothers and the others soou mime up, and an enormous amonnt of baby -worship is gone through, during which I slip away, and goiag to my r(1011.1 100k out at the night and promise myself a stroll by the sea on 11Ionday. I wonder why people tilaveys eschew the sea on Sun- days? On the sem° principle as they make themselves uucomfortable in every imaginable way, I suppose. s • We all go down -stairs and,as I cross the drawing -room, I see Silvia sitting by the window. She has not spoken to me yet, but then elle na,s had no chance; I will go and spea • to her. • • "Have you forgotten me?" I say, put- ting out any hand. "I stayed with your aunt once at Flytton, you know; I am Helm Adair." She looks at me for a moment, consid- ering; then she lays her hand in mine. "You are Helen Adair?" she says, with a kind. of amazement. "I thought I had seen you somewhere before, but I dia not know it was at Charteris." And as we stand hand-in-hand,the door opens and Paul Vasher comes in, first of the advancing party of men, and looks at ns with a quiclt and keen scrutiny. In another minute Sir George Vestris is be- side her, and .1 am sitting on a velvet chair, professedly looking at Milly's albunain reality wasting a little malicioue pity on the Misses Lister, who,having laid themselves out in shady corners with room beside them for one, are balked by Silvia, whose lovely face detains the cap - titans on their enforced pilgrimage to those charmers. Mr. Vasher conies and sits down beside me, taking half of the heavy book on his knee. "Do not make fun of them," I say, laughing, 'qui, nearly orery body here is a relation." "Do relations love one another?" he ask. "If I wanted a real service done me, or had got into a scrape, I would go to a friendaaot amen bound to me 17 blood. Relations give ton -loads of good advice, and there they stop." - "I have never had any," I say; "and I always have been so sorry that I had not. Why should one always be getting into -scrapes?" •"It is human nature," says kr.Vasher. • "Now, does she not look a little duck?" The "little duck" is our queen, and the photogeaph represents her as she was in her beautiful youth, with the gentlest, prettiest, naost lovable face in the world; looking upon it one's heart aches .as one thinks of the lona, dark empty years that came to her after*these blessed and happy early days (TO BE CONTINUED.) Silvia Fleming." . • As yethowever, I am too young to love "Silvia Fleming!" I cry, starting up; my dinner very heartily. As yet I "eat "are you joking?" W v to live;'in the fulness of time I may per- ' Why should I be?" asks Alice. • " h- ' haps, "live to eat," but not now, not the Flcunings live only twenty miles from yet Marc, and it seems Luttrell more and ,, Ms the oddest thing, nay nieeting Fleming mere were old friends; Fano asks them here every year." • you Marc," says Paul, as we sit down. "Did you know that you wore coming, "What a little place the world is I - when I wished you good -by at Silver - say, sighing; "Mow 01.1C does run up against eveubody 1 '' brid e?" . I "I did not know it for certain myself cause she was not allowed to take lessons But whore did you ever meet with her, until eleven o'clock this morning," I say, '• on the piano and practice an hour a day Nell?" laughing. "When I saw you lest I never she had a new experience. She was "do - "Did I never speak of her 1' At Chart-• thought any such dissipation was likely ing ape the luncheon dishes about 8 Solves the Girl Problem. Mrs. Rawsbury Rowell thinks she has solved the servant question and—perhaps she has. She has had a varied and excit- ing experience with "hit ed girls" in her brief career as a housekeeper, and, al- thongh she has threatened to board forever and forever, she has not the cobrage of her threats and keeps trying every thing In the way of a servitor that comes along. Once, after her last girl departed be - to befall Me as paying a visit." 1 bit f b t I cen't endure her " " Yon have left your color behind," he when she would be compelled to start in "Ali 1 I remem bor. Well, she is a love- o'clock and dreading the hour, very near "You are jealous," I say, looking ether says, looking at me, with the poppies. 3 proudly. "Those poppies!" sae., ruefully. "Oh, • "Oh, no!" she says, laughing, and in • how good it was of you not to laugh!" her yoke there is the ungrudging a,dmirae "I felt no inclination," he says;, "the don that one very pretty woman can al - picture would not have been half so pretty ways afford to give another; "but some- without the flowers " how I can't like her. There is something 1Here he betakes himse f to his soup, so silent, so secret about her, one never for apparently he is hungry, if I am not. feels sate of what she is up to." "Do you taink Silvia is altered?" asks "And she is engaged to this Sir George Paul's voice beside me; and I turn with Vestris?" • a start. Alice shrugs her shoulders. "They are "She is more lovely, I t'.'"A. I see no inseparable, they behave like engaged other difference," lovers; she takes no notice of any other 1 He is looking at her with a glance that man, and he is quite in earnest; bat she, is most coldly critical. It has none of the I bailey is amusing herself." suppressed intensity of the unwilling "I wish she was married to him," I lover, or the open admiration of the en say heartily, /molded one; it is simply and utterly in - "Do you, indeed?" says Alice. "May afferent. Verily a man's love passeth quickly. And yet I wrong Patti Vasher in this, for his love did not pass away; he wrestled with and east it out "Do you know," he says, "that you are the quietest young lady I ever tool: in to dinner in any life? I have not. heard the sound of your voice for cptite—" I gleams round the table. Mrs Flem- as the sound of adistant bell comes to our Ing is steadily laying the foundation of a ears. "Conte into friy room on your way foutth chin. Mrs. Lister is boring Pane to cia e nstairs, dear—it is the next but one on a pitch that almost brings tears into his the right—and I will take you into the eyes ; lie makes no secret of hating old nursery to show you the baby." women, and every night ho is bound to "Wait a moraent," I say, running after take oale in for his sine. Lord St John is her "I never was a gusher, you know, gazing at Alio, who is placidly eating her Alice; but oh, I am so glad to see your (linnet, every one of us .A.clairs has a fine pretty face again!" ppetite, and is not ashamed of it. Miss I put on my white silk gown and twist Lister is worrying Captain Brabazon, O string of dine moon -shiny pearls among who is trying. with secret wrath, 1 aseer- my brown locks; I clasp about my throat tain, to eat his dinner. The other sista and neck mother's pearl necklace and looks sulky; apparently her squire is het - bracelets, and, when all is done, survey ter skilled in the art of repelling newel - myself in the mirror with sneaking ad- come advandee than the other poor eap- mirt(tion, "You little fool!" I say, shalt- tuba ing any fist at my pleased face ; "you don't Ah niel I wonder why it shutild be that :ook so much amiss there all by yourself, when lovers do not come to look for but wait till you get downstairs among Chloe, Chloe should invariabl' go to look the vest—that'll take the oeneeit out of for them I • you!"• "Can you. tell me:who: that gentleman Hitting next to my Sista is?" 1 elk Mr, CHAPTER IV. Vasher "Silvestte, ef 1Vieltm, Do you like hie In the Luttrell drewing-notes, that looks?" Ten one out of the other, almost as lofty "Ile Boom s good-tempered," I say, smil- out wide as the aisles of a church, and 1n,, and lie is very amusing to listen to, Xs he not voey lazy? "Vaty," ho eaye; "and aro bet you rat her sarcastic?" "eltiret%etic 1" I repeat, staring, "Where till-broWn leavee are sitting a doeen 05 could I Marc possibly picked ripthat triekt .o of people, enduring that inanvals quart 1 only watch pcople, you know." I ask, Nell, if you have any intentions on any one who admires her?" "No intentions," I say, turning my head away that she may not see how red my face -has grown, "but 1 think she is dangerous—a 3ml/14nel/1—and the ROOD.OT matrimony locks her up the better:" "X must go," says Alice, jumping up, vhich are darkly splendid with the pie - uses of the old masters end bright With cleaving brilliant flowers that bloom in ' .very uook and corner like jetwels set in on the dinner; she heard a timid rep at the door. Opening it she beheld a colored youth about 16 years old, neat and intelli- gent looking, who asked the privilege of doing her chores for his supper. ' she ha,d nothing for the boy to do, but didn't want to senci him away supperless, so she hesitated, thinking what her best course would be. Her eye fell upon the pan of dishes and she had an inspiration. "Can you wash dishes?" she asked. • "Yessum " he replied. "lust to' dish wash in a lintel." That was enough. The boy was called in, an apron was given him and in a very few minutes he had the dishes washed, dried and put away. • He was set to peel- ing potatoes and did the work so handy that she let him set the table and watch her dinner while 'she went to dress for her husband's home coming. • The next morning the boy had break- fast well under way before she got down, and she has taught him to cook simple little things, wait on the table and do ()thee services. • He is quiet, obedient and has no "company" in the kitchen. He worked in a hotel as bell boy and scullion and undercook, and Mrs. Rowel is Con - Named that at last she has a "treasure." She has advised her friends to get a boy and boycott the American "hired. girl." FOR ADANS.114P4E.ET.. • HOUSEHOLD funs. Caere' Information for Our Wivee and • Danglitere--Wortn a Carefult Read - Vag. TA Test a Ham. To test a haul that you at cooking,slip a sharp knife in along the bone. If it comes out milky -looking the • hain is not done ; if clean, it is. A Dainty Press for a Tot. • Shoulder knots and waist knots of white faille ribbon on which violets are printed trim a pretty white nainsook dress, The waist of tale frock is a blouse out slightly low and round et the nee]; where it is fin- is'ital with a frill of white Valenciennes Mee. Battles of white embroidery and shoulder knots of Dresden ribbon—white grounds with roeelnids, violets, daisies, etc., printed ou—are the prettiest and most popular garnitures for white or yellow pique cb:esses. A. Christian , There is a difference, and a wide one, between practising moral dales and being a Christian. Christianity is a religion of motives. It substitutes aix eternal motive for an earthly one; subst tutes the love of God for the love of self. These may be, end are many pasons who practise tem- perance and other 'text -awe whioh ehristian- ity iaculcates who never think of doing so becuse they are so lecultiated. It would fie as absurd to ttecribe a knowledge of mechanies to savages hecause they ample e the lever; or of the principles of astremony to brutes because in walking they preserve the center of gratit , as it is to call such persons ehristiana A christian is tile whoee motives aro christian faith and ebristifte hope, and Who i, inomoverlable to give a reason of the hope that is in hire. —Aeehbishop Whately. From the Church- man. The ignorance a mon fears te betray by itlkflg propa questions is sure to betray 'ilia at the first oanortinalty, Spring Hosiery. Stockings for the spring will be very, very pretty. All of the black silk stock- ings have embroidered insteps in bright colors, or are made with open laceevork, and one of the decided novelties is to have stxipes of embroidery on the stocking lengthwise. Tan, with scarlet embroidery or blue with scarlet polka dots Will be fashionalale, also some very pretty brown stockings, to be worn with the tan shoe, have patterns embroidered on them in black, and it is extremely chic. • The Butterfly Hairpin, There never was such a demand for ladies' hair ornaments as at present, and from day to day now styles are continual- ly being introduced, from the very small- est to the large old-fashioned high -back comb, which is so nuich in vogue just now. Nearly all these ornameuts have bean impreved upon, but the latest intro- duced in this line represents a butterfly. This halipin or headdeess is alienated oa movable hinged shell prong, so that when worn the butterfly shows to advantage in front, It being mashed through the knot or curl on the 1op of the head. . A Pretty New .Waistband. • The prettiest new waistbands aro being made of black ribbon with large passe- menterie butterflies in the centre in front. .The ribbon ia gathered down behind the butterfly, so that the delicate passement- erie is quite transparent and looks quite lovely with any light tinted blouse. Some of those ceinturos simply go around the WaiSt and fasten behind with arosette, but others are veritable sashes, the butterflies being in the centre, from whieli spring long pieces of ribbon fringed with jet at the ands that ties behind or on one side, just as the wearer prefers. FOltRION, i$ stated it 'ilome that Mgr. Satolli ilsliwirde eardial. eat the u.e cfc et • Prvfessor William Gardner Hale, head protest/or in Lean in the Cifivet-ity of Chicago, is to be (Praetor of the new uteri:eau school of elesSies ixi Rome for O year, riart 21, 4 passedprIgugrti. e famous y Gieur mhain•e viflo nisar Pozen a LW days ego. He is now at worlc tai a great altar-pieee—St„ Joseph—lor a new ehureh at Pozen.. J'ateob Barquits, n Eusian Hebrew, was arrested in Toranto last night, charged ; with passing ci forged elitgpme. When the detective arresteci lihn, lie endeavored to cat his throat eiih a puoka/knife. Pal:al:110's wound is not dangerous. The Duke of IMIntlt, Germahy, cele- brated his birthday recentlyby establish- ing a decoration ior worenigmen. Evely leboureqin his dominions who has been twenty-five yeers in the employ of the mine persoi), or firm is to get a silver medal. Mx, C. P. Lounsbury a graduate of the Massachusetts Agrimiltural College, and assistant entomologist of the Hatch Expermieut station under Prot, C. H. Fernald, has received a call to Cape Toomivoniu,glost. uth ae Government en- • In a communigition to the Niagara County Anglers` 010, N. Y., Assistant U, S. Attorney Mackay expresses the opinien that there is nothing in the United States leW to prevent Li. S. eiti- soeli.istheennyllonyu., ss iltg80aizeiilas.ns to row beats f 'Miss Eliza Wesley, for forty years organist of Si. Margaret Putteos, Rood lane, Loncion,has pist died. She was the gegancidaughter ot Charles Wesley, the nymn writer,and the daughter of the com- poser of the Cathedra] Service in F. She was educated as a musieian by her father, and was a lady uf meaty- accom- plishments. 1VII.nde1sso1n, Breham, the Piet Rogers, Dean Milman, and many • other ceiebrities of the earlier Victorian period. were amoug her friends. The Villiage of Satins, in theCanton of Varlei:.,Switzerland has been de$troyed b3fir Furby two persons were 'drowned by the floods in itobersdsdorf,ancl thirty per- sons are missing. Advices fr.. m Simla say that the tribes- men of Chitral are agaiu flan. atening to attack the British troops. • St vere sterms in the eastern and cen- tral parts of Switzerland have done a considerable amount of damage. The Berlin. papers all blarae the parties concerned for beetowing the Order of Mer.it on Mr, Herbert Splicer without first asking whether he would accept the honour. • There is very little hope now of any more survivors reaching shore from the wrecked Colima. so that the loss of life may be caleelated et not less than ore hundred and fifty. Cleaning Mattresses. Matresses are a source ,of texation to many housewives who cannot attord to send them every year or two to the up- holsterer to he renovated. The thrifty German woman, who never considers any kind of housework too laborious to be undertaken by herself for daughters, em- pties .the mattresses to be cleaned; sees that every particle of the hair filling is picked apart and shaken free of dust. Then, alter washing in strong soap -suds and rinsing in lukewram water, the filling is squeezed as dry as possible and then hung up to the sun and dry in large air bags made of mosquito netting. In the meanwhile the ticking has been washed oil a new One substituted, and she is ready with her loug strong needle and twine to sew together again as well as any up- holsterer. Tbe Arrang—ereent of Furniture. Articiee on the arrangement of a room' often say: "Notice how the chairs are grouped together after a company has left a place and try to give tbein the same easy attitude afterward." A truly remarkable semi -circle of furniture would be the usual result of following this rule. But undoubtedly one should try to set chairs and divans that little groups for cozy con- versation may draw together. It is para- lyzing to chat to have spats placed so far apart that they may not be dragged to- gether. If you will /nark the drawing rooms where you enjoy your visits you will invariably 1.1/4d that they are those in which you and your hostess or some other haVe been seated near enough to hold that confidential, unoonventional talk which • is not possible above a certain key, evbioli again implies easy chairs and not too far away from each other. Row to Clean Lace Curtains., Many housekeepers object to putting away their lace ourtans in a soiled 007) di - tion, as they say that the dirt left in them all summer is harder to wash out end re- quires a much severer rubbing of the deli- cate fabric. If one has a curtain frame, it Is a very simple matter to do them up at home, but it is by no means impossible to manage without one. The curtains should be left to soak in warm soapy water, so that they will require as little rubbing as possible to get them clean, and this should be done with the hands, as a board is simply ruinous. Make a thin boiled stareh, slightly blue, and dip the curtains in, wringing them out. gently. Then take clean bed sheets and pin the curtains on the sheets to' dry, being careful to pin them exaclty in shape, sci thab they will be perfectly square and even when dry. Some people damp and iron the curtains, but it is very bad for the fabric and they will never hang properly after- ward.• • Smart Gowns of Irlsh, Linen. • Gowns of Irish linen have remixed the high distinction this summer of being combined with satin ancl eostly sill a The imported Welt linen gowns are much in vague. Many of thorn are made' with em- broidered seams, and among the most stlyish fire those combined with black satin and jet. A fetching gown were Irish linen is in- trodueed shows the entire *iltirt of this material. It is unlined in the front, but cam sicuously stiffened at the back. With the skirt is worn a silk jacket of light bown taffetas, scattered with pink rosebuds. It has revers of generals dimen- slow, outlined with a spanlged trimming • ie gold and brown, The gituotler, cuffs ate edged with the same glistenieg trim - Ming. • An Adjustable front of white mousseline tic soie completes the oosturne. The front may be varied aceording to the htney of the wearer, With this golyn a full front of dark brown chiffon, rippling ,with a frill of yellow Valeueiennes lace, is most ehritening. • A Damascus sword is made of alternate layere of iron and steel, tempered. so nicely that the point can be bent back to the hilt, the edge so keen that it will penetrate a coat of mail, and of so fine a polish that the Moslem can use it as a looking glass to arrange his turban: When Baby waS sick, we gave ber Castbria. When she was a Child, she cried for Castoria. When she became Miss, she clung to Castoria. When she had Children, she gave them Castoria Tenant—Why, 1 haven't been able to make a fire in this fireplace all the winter. It doesn't draw. Landlord—So? Then it must have saved about five pounds for you in fuel. In such a case Pm afraid I'll have to raise your rent. An Atchison girl who was always talk- ing and. sighing for the higher life married. and moved to Chicago a few mouths ago, where she lives in, the seventh story. The picture „dealers' plan cif trying with a pin. the thickest spots of color in a. suspected " old master '—if the pin sticks the painting 18 not genuine— could be re- vived. for u.se on. " living pictures." If the picture yells it's genuine.—Philadel- phia Ledger, , " :Keep that phy.sician in attendance on.' our family ?" exelaimed Mrs. Parvie New; " Never 1" "Has he killed. any- body ?" 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