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WHAT CONSTITUTES A LOVELY WOMAN ?
Js It Form or Figure, Face or Feature, or Merely Character and True Woman
-1 hood Shining Out From the Soul ?
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Ra. Question Most Difficult to Answer Partially Solved at Least by the
Views of Twenty Notable People.
New York, April 27.—The "woman ques
tion” has become one of the questions of
the day, The new generation of hyster
ical English novelists has magnified It
into an importance far beyond the deserts
In its crazes over the Trllbys and the'
Tcsres of contemporary fiction, the old
fashioned woman seems to have gone to
the wall. It has been with the hope of
bringing her forward again that this
query has been put to a few famous
people as to what the charm of women is
really due. However varied their ans
wers may be, they show one thing, that
the old-fashioned woman lives in the
of every one to-day, and that such
as she is invariably wanted for guide,
counselor, mother and wife. It is a vin
dication of the “womanly woman.”
MRS. KENDALL'S VIEWS.
We. are all lovely in somebody's eyes.
For instance, no matter how plain a
child may be, in its mother’s eyes It is a
thing of beauty. Charles Dickens says
‘plain women always talk of their
brains,” and quite right that they should,
ill their brains are, worth talking about.
He also aays in one of his works, “Eyes
may fade, hair fall off, cheeks wither and
wrinkles come, but the touch of a beau
tiful hand never dies.” The power of
brain and the touch of a hand rise to my
mind at this momept, when I think of
that never-to-be-forgotten woman, George
Eliot. Wheh people first saw her she
struck them os being really plain, but
when she began to talk, that opinion
changed.
“Her voice was ever low and sweet, an
exquisite thing in woman.”
And George Eliot’s voice was low and
sweet—a most exquisite voice. Her words
were always well chosen. Whenever she
wished to impress you very much, she
would lay her hand on your arm or
shoulder, plainness vanished, ana she
became tn the eyes of those who loved
her, quite beautiful.
It Is not what we are, but the eyes of
the people that regard us that make us
either beautiful of plain. If some one
wishes to take out and view us through
a pair of crystal spectacles, we shall
appear precisely as they set us.
If, on the contrary, they une a pair of
green spectacles, they shall see us from
their own pojnt of view, most of our
disagreeable traits appearing, even to
an exaggerated degree, before them.
Every woman at some time or other in
her life has wished for a beautiful face,
but many have had to be content with
out it. God has given us compensating
measures for everything. (I have met
many beautiful women in my life, and I
have only fault to find with them. They
do not cross “the bridge of years" with
proper equanimity. They get a little Ir
ritable, to put it mildly, when they first
discover that the Gentleman with the
Wings Is bidding them “good evening,”
and that the Gentleman with the Scythe
is most anxious to make their acquain
tance. Now, the Gentleman with the wings
treats us all more or less alike—in a light
hearted and genial manner, touching
us sometimes with his golden arrow,
lightly and pleasantly, and is more or
less by our sides all the days of our lives.
But the Gentleman with the Scythe is a
very different person altogether. He will
make our acquaintance whether we like
it or not, and he Is a most peculiar person.
Some women, when they know 'he Is com
ing t o knock at their door, hide themselves
in the cellar—placing cosmetics on their
faces and bangs on their heads—they ro
fuae to admit him, and tell their butler
they are out. The weight of the scythe
this gentleman carries is heavy, and he
considers it his privilege to knock at
everybody'# door when he chooses. But
th* ilsver, bright woman, knowing he is
Com Ing, meets him on the threshold, say
ing: 'Tome in, Mr Time: I ant very
pleased to see you! How do you do?
welcome! 1 was expeetihg, you; pray
come in and reet n. little. Let me relievo
you from some of your difficult duties!”
This gentleman expands immediately Into
a beautiful smile, and, seeing before him
a sensible-minded woman, touches her
forehead, her eye® and her hair with a
very gentle hand, and pays her only a
short visit
These arc the women who go over
“the bridge of years” easily, and this Is
th* compensating measure that the Al
mighty Power ham meted out. In every
country youth and beauty is worshipped,
but nowhere more than in America.
Romo women tells us they wish to be
beautiful for the sake of their own sex
only, I do not believe them. Beauty is
given us certainly to please all. But,
nowadays, the young girl knows It will
buy her title, position, or anything else
Igshe may moat desire. To those who pos
wss it, I give my hearty congratulations.
Let thenj preserve it in purity and nobil
ity. But the plain, homely woman naed
not despair. They can still fall back
upon the Intelligence of their brains, and
the respect of mankind. If they cannot
gain their fervid admiration.
Madge Kendal.
ONE “LOVELIEST WOMAN."
A lovely woman la always a beautiful
woman. Hhe may not be a beautiful
woman outside; but inside—oh, my! isn't
she an angel! No? Some think of call
ing her beautiful. Eyes black or blue?
Nobody ever noticed them. “She suits
us,” they say; “She is just right."
My lovely woman is merry-hearted and
fun loving. She Is bewitching, without
a spark of envy or malice in her whole
composition. She has always a kind
word and a pleasant smile for the oldest
man or woman. She hi a perpetual sun
beam Everybody loves her, from rich
old Bunsby, who lives in the big house
on the hill to the negro hack driver.
“She’s just th<» right sort of a girl,” they
all say. "She’ll do to tie to.” The beaux
of the town vie with each other In show
ing her attention.' She does not flirt, but
she is honest and loving to all. So the
young.men just adore her.
Do girls love her. too?"
Why, yes. i*he never says ."plteful things
behind t.heir backs. She gives pleasure
only. The girls all come to her for help
and advice. When Jennie oome® to her
■with her eyes all red and Sai’s. “1 hate
Willie Peters,“ my lovely girl says, “Tut,
tut. Jennie, don't cry any more,” and then
she manages to meet Willie and talks so
sweetly about Jennie that Willie’s eyes
are all tears too. Then when Jennie and
Willie meet, the trouble Is settled, ami
WiMte squeeze* Jennie's band, and the old
love Is nil on fire again.
Old ladies ray “She Is simply delightful!"
>lv lovely girl knows Just now to menage
them. She I latens to their tales of rheu
matism and neuralgia until they feel cured,
*p,l when they meet the doctor they forget
their sickness, and exclaim only. "Isn't
Mamie Gardner sweet?"
But by and by my lovely girl gets mar
ried The young and elegant clergyman
from 'he neighboring town hears about
h<r and falls In love with her character
befort he meets her. But he marries my
lovely girl and then rhe villagers crowd
around and tel! him what a prise he has
won. The han laome preacher's parsonage
t* a haven of love. Mamie's musk and
embroi lery are ever) where. The ytoung
Christiana come to her with their love
fltroubb's and the deacons with their doc
trinal disputes. She settles them all, and
even the tenor and the alto in the ohoh
kiss and make up cta*plng Mamie round
the neck. and laughing through their
tear*. they say:
"You arc the loveliest creature in this
world." Eli Porkins.
CLEVERLY DEFINED.
A lovely woman? How shall we de
fine her* I# not beyond definition, a
being not “too wise and goed for hu
man nature's dally food." a person tran
quil. self-poised, piquant®. beautiful, am
iable, firm, gentle, willful perhaps, yet
reasonable, strong yet tender, with wide
sympathies, with loyal home loves, from
youth to age responsive to all high in
fluences in her Intercourse with others,
essentially and always a lady, and al
ways Interesting?
Margaret E. Sangster.
“BEAUTY WITHOUT GRACE,"
Jf Emerson may be quoted, every spirit
makes It* house. Comeliness of form
and of (ace is not uncommon; but
"beauty without grace is the hook with
eut the bait." As a man thtnke’h tn
*is Lesrt* •<» M he. The Inner pattern
must express itself outwardly. All high
beauty has a moral element in it. which
assures atttact vei. cst and endtrance.
"Character gives splendor to youth, and
awe to wrinkled skin and gray hairs.” It.
Is related that an actress of high re
nown, in early youth was tod plain in her
own estimation for success on the stage.
So she determined to become beautiful;
surrounded herslf with beautiful things,
read beautiful books, compelled her
thoughts towards the beautiful; until,
in the lapse of time, the miracle was
wrought, and she became noted for per
sonal beauty as well as for histrionic
ability. Beauty is a development; a pro
gression. To again quote Emerson: “A
womar may, speak, vote, argue cases,
legislat , drive a coach, if it only come by
degrees.” The “Coming Woman” may,
therefore, take heart of hope; and every
woman may be beautiful m the degree
that she plans for it, as the reflex of char
acter rather than of a mirror; a. thing of
the spirit, rather than of paste and pow
der. Elijah W. Halford.
FROM NEW ENGLAND.
You are quite right In considering that
sweetness and strength of character con
stitute the truest lovliness of women
Mary E. Wilkins.
SAYS MRS. DAHLGREN.
The lovliest woman Is she whose large
heartedness makes her forget herself..
She is magnetic because she is unsel
fish.
She is refined because she considers
others.
She has a pleasing expression because
she is good.
When in addition she Is intelligent, she
becomes a leading force without know
ing it
If God has given her talent, if she is
an original thinker, she is a. factor in the
world’s progress, without being assertive.
Thus men lean upon her for sympa
thetic aid, where they might refuse her
leadership if she claimed it.
The inner soul alone can give that grace
and sweetness and indefinable charm that
make woman womanly.
Madeline Vinton Dahlgren.
A VOICE FROM THE CHURCH.
A lovely woman is a woman who, with
out artifice wins the love of those who
know her best, the woman who has
strength and symmetry of personal char
acter; who follows a. true and lofty ideal
with a firm will, and who adjusts herself
with grace to, the sphere which becomes
her. She may be required to do what we
call outside work for her living and for
the support of those dependant upo-n her,
but the wonfanly quality is so manifest
in all her movement and spirit that the de
mands of business and society never mar
the gentleness, the firmness, the purity
which are always associated in the mind
of wise men with the true Meal of woman
hood. John H. Vincent, Bishop.
MRS. LEASE’S IDEAL.
That rare unselfishness, which, leaving
no thought for effect or result, prompts
the thoroughly natural bestowal of gra
cious acts, kind words and pleasant
looks, which sweeten the giver, and
strengthen the receiver. Such a charac
ter brighteais and blesses the world, and
all who come within the radius of her
presence exclaim involuntarily, “She is a
lovely woman!”
Mary Elizabeth Lease.
When I was a boy I thought that
women were angels' Now that I have
been married nineteen years I know they
are. This is the sum of my life's ex
perience, and I ask of my boys no better
assurance that they will never go far
astray than that they shall enter upon
life with that; conviction. Strong and
beautiful angels they are to me, better,
gentler, wiser in all their innocent of
business and business ways than the rest
of us. A woman wrote the story book I
love best of all I ever read—which I read
yet whenever I can lay my hands upon it.
Women unj.l® with/ their hearts nine
tenths of the wrongs done in
this world with the head.
Woman knows how to comfort without a
word where men waste—worse than waste
—long sermons. A woman was my moth
er, Is my sister, my wife. And two little
women, as yet with baby bangles, are
winding theptselves about my heart-roots
closer every day. What have I got to
do with the “new' woman,” the woman of
the newspapers? She don’t exist. 81® is
masquerading there. Put her in the home
and see how she looks. Ten to one—yes
a/ hundred to one—she turns out what she
ever is to the man who believes in her—
and woe to the one who does not!—his
good and guardian angel, truly, and al
ways his better half. Jacob A. Riis.
, t LOVELY WOMEN.
A lovely* woman Is womanly in all
things, self-sacrificing, gentle, tender, true,
full of sympathy, ready to listen, and to
do little acts of kindness, as well as
great, brave and decided In the right,
yet yielding in matters of slight impor
tance. ’Home-maker” could be applied
to such a woman, fore. sense of home
comes with lher presence, little children
are attracted to 'her, old people love her,
and even the animals feel her magnetism
Sisterhood in its broad sense is understood
by her, and she appreciates and under
stands the girls and women with whom
she comes in touch, even if they are in
different social circles. Hearty, sympa
thetic, loving smiles are visible signs of
the lovely er loveable woman, and what
strength, cheer and encouragement these
smile sunbeams develop?
With the alx>ve in mind It is delightful
bo realize that lovely women are found
everywhere, in hospital wards, in dreary
tenement house surroundings, in crowded
school rooms, in the busy rush of store
life, in dressmaking establishments, in
the noisy din of factory life, in the way
side country cottages, tn the large city
homes. Dress and surroundings make little
difference, and age does not count; sweet
ness, sympathy, love, with tactful common
sense can be common property, and when
are found a lovely woman or her In
fluence has been found. Above all, homes
reveal them, for the loveliest of women
are the true mothers, tender, charming
self-sacrificing. They should be honored
and revered, for so many follow' out in
their lives these JjeautlfuUy expressed
lines:
“A partnership with God is motherhood;
What strength, what purity, what self
control,
What love, what wisdom, should belong
to her
Who helps God fashion an immortal
soul!”
—Grace H. Dodge.
IN A NUTSHELL.
"tv hat constitutes a lovely woman?”
you ask. Why charm, surely. What is
charm? Who knows? Can you analyze
the perfume of a flower?
Louise Chandler Moulton.
A FAMOUS NEW YORK DOCTOR.
Woman's loveliness is effected through
first, her body: second, tyer mind, and
third, her heart. When any of these
three are beautiful, she is lovely. When
all are beautiful, she is as near perfec
tion as anything on earth can be. Mere
beauty of body, however, constitutes the
least of her attractions. Though its power
to attract is very great, it is short-lived,
soon fades, and a man’s love for it scarce
ly outlasts the hour of possession.
Beauty of mind—intellectual brilbancy
—in time proves tiresome, its charm pass
es away; then, too, the very seeds of dis
cord lie ready sown, and they spring in
to life arid choke the flowers of friend
ship and love as soon as a man discovers
i her mental superiority.
Beauty of heart “endureth forever.”
It has been aptly said the most beauti
ful thing in the world is charity—charity
in its broad sense. Sympathy, tender
ness and love in the heart of woman
illumine every line of her face with their
halo of beauty. They shine in her eyes
and are reflected tn the sweet topes of her
vurtoe. More than this. The woman who
; Is beautiful tn heart is generallv hoalthv
and is always gifted with a well-balanced
I mind. The calming effect of such a tem
perament on the bodily functions cf its
1 possessor results tn bealthfulness. and
good health underlies real corporal beau
ty The well-balanced mind recognises
and avoids excesses and dangers that
threaten the body, ano adopts a rational
wholesome mode of living.
THE WEEKLY NEWS (TWO-TIMES-A-WEEK): THURSDAY. MAY 2, 1895.
The loveliest women are those who are
tender, sympathetic, unselfish, noble and
good. Thank God for it. The world, and
especially America, with many such a
one is blest, or life would not be worth the
living. Cyrus Edson.
MARIE JANSEN VERY SERIOUS.
Lovableness is I the test of loveliness.
Qualities of nature and elements of char
acter are its essential components.
“Heart on her lips, and soul within her
eyes,
Soft as her clime and sunny as her skies.”
I think Byron’s couplet suggests three
prime attributes: Sincerity, gentleness
and good nature.
Sincerity is essential to lovableness, for
it is necessary to love. It Is the bulwark
of all true friendship. This noblest of
virtues finds the limit of its worth when
incarnate in woman, and lifts her high
toward the summit of human loveliness.
The many absurd limitations of “polite
society” may account for the silly affec
tations and petty deceits peculiar to our
sex. Naturalness is the highest art on
the stage—in the real life of woman a
quality of peculiar and refreshing fasci
nation.
At a time when “woman's rights” have
come to mean man’s as well, and also
the assumption of his occupations and at
tire, it may be well to remember that
gentleness is woman’s inborn and dis
tinctive charm. Its absence weakens and
unsexes her; its presence is essential to
her newer and loveliness. Gentleness and
modesty seem often forgotten or despised
by the shrill-tongued clamorers for wo
man's “emancipation”—accent on the
“man”—who appeal to man's chivalry in
one breath and deny its existence in the
next. The age of chivalry is past—for them.
No chevalier of old would break a lance
to win the trousered independence of that
twentieth century freak “The New Wo
man”; but for his “gen-til ladye” (not
even yet obsolete) there ar- 1 knights to
day as brave and ready f Xiter the lists
as were their armored ' Xfestors.
Good nature creates ; zoliness and com
pels love. It is a source of song, and sun
light, joy and laughter. More potent and
enduring than physical charms or intel
lectual attainments, it can transform ugli
ness into beauty and make dullness impos
sible. At some time and to some extent it
is found in every one. We may cultivate,
neglect, or kill it. Some have even come
to command it. These are they who have
come to make life worth the living and
Who have learned the secret of its happi
ness.
Without disparaging any of the attri
butes that compose the infinite charms of
feminine loveliness, it is my notion that
the sufficient possession of the qualities
mentioned bestows it upon every woman.
My ideas are not original, perhaps, not
even “up to date”—but is feminine love
liness really fin do siecle?
Marie Jansen.
DANIEL FROHMAN’S EPIGRAM.
The most delightful traits of charac
ter in women are, in my mind, epitomized
in the word character. Daniel Frohman.
SAID BY FANNY DAVENPORT.
I am-almost distrait with work, and
responsibility, and if asked what “wo
man" really was at this moment, I should
say something nigh a dray horse, but a
truce to badinage.
VWoman,” real, true, sweet woman, is
one who lives for others, who lives to
make her dear .ones happy, not altogether
by bestowing, but in a thousand little
kind and thoughtful acts; who lives to
find the sensitive points, and not wound
them, to find the weak ones, and con
sider them. I know’ two women who are
my Ideals of womanhood. One has long
since passed to the bright beyond, a
gentle and childlike soul, who was so
beautiful in spirit that when she was
brought into contact with the world its
roughness tolled off like water, who was
as pure as the new’ fallen snow, whose
character as a wife was an example
to all—my mother! Her children could,
Indeed, rise up and call her blest.
Some women are made for a home life,
some for workers in the busy world, ana
the latter in braving its bustle and temp
tations long for, but never reach, the
restful goal.
But even in the world there are a thou
sand opportunities for the impress of wo
man's gentleness, and woman’s proudest
gifts—content and the giving of pleasure
to her sisters who are less blessed in
worldly possessions, though rich in God’s.
That constitutes a. Lovely 'Woman.
So let us accept our lot—whatsoever it
be—let u« try to be content, to contrast
our lives with the lives of others, and
see how much w’e have that they have
not. This will make womanliness, and
raise us to that hlght all women aim for—
“lovliness,” and to be the respected, hon
ored, worshiped companion of man.
Fanny Davenport.
A QUESTION OF THE SOUL.
I have seen numberless women of un
classlcal form, Irregular features, and
complexion other than that of the “milk
white doe,” who were beautiful, charm
ing and lovely I have known such wo
men, whose physical appearance entered
not the mind of any one in their presence.
Again, I have seen women with the fig
ure and the face of the Milonian Venus,
who were unlovely or even repellant by
reason of their vanity, selfishness, flip
pancy. venality, or other vile traits.
The soul! the soul! the visible soul, is
beauty and divinity.
How few of the supreme women of the
earth have borne any resemblance, at
any time of their life, to the feminine
models in Greek sculpture!
John Swinton.
A FAMOUS REFORMER.
The auld lang sayne "lady-woman" is
comparatively extinct with the present
generation. Earnest, thoughtful, pre-pos
sessing womanhood has been in fact much
the same from the beginning as it will
be to the end. yet we can truthfully as
sert that the sister is not a step behind
her brother in making truly valuable
progress for the human family. “Lovely
woman" is in truth not alone, by any
means, to be found in the “New Wo
man,” or in the "Past woman.” Lovely
womanhood has been lovely in all condi
tions of the past, present, and will be
in the future. I am sure no greater per
fection of loveliness was attained in
the sweet, chaste girlhood of our own
New England, or any other spot on earth,
than can be found among the average
sweet girlhood that Is earnestly studying
along tne various lines in our colleges of
to-day. These girls are truly lovely in
character and mind. There is a frankness
I of manner, a self poise, a beauty of per-
I sonality that affects every man and wo
man. God never created more companion
able women for wives, mothers, and wise
counselors with men, than these very
girls give promise of becoming. There are
examples of foolish weakness, displayed
bv flippant girls of this generation, but.
even they will compare favorably with
the New England seminary girls, who
'■ laced themselves to the bed-posts, and
slept In their corsets in our mothers’ or
grandmothers' time.
Let any one give a glance at the or
ganizations and representative women
which have just formed the convention
held by the rational council of women
in Washington. The grand, eloquent, In
tellectual women who made the'.r mark,
and possibly lasting impression, did well,
for which the whole nation has reason
to be proud; but what of the earnest,
' plodding, aggressive workers w’ho com
■ pose these erganizatiofis, and wield
I mighty power in work ana prayer be
' hind the throne of the leaders! The
I women who render the grandest public
I service to the race, generally represent
I the most attractive, companionable honu—
! makers, wives and mothers. A diversity
| of gifts is usually preferable in women,
as in men, to having one quality amount
i to genius to the exclusion of most others.
We cannot have to much of a good
thing in mother-love, but we can hear
| too much upon any special gospel truth
to the exclusion of others of equal im
portance. The attractions of the sweet,
chaste virgin, sung by the roue, coupled
, with a trumpeting of the importance of
• increased mother-love and home traln
’ ing, have become wearisome. It is time
' for women to dilate upon the duties and
I privileges of father-love toward their
: own offspring, as fathers and bachelors
1 have assumed for so long a period rhe
privileges of teaching and preaching at
I length concerning the duties and privi
[ leges of womanhood.
The time Is fully ripe for women to
ceaae their huraillatlca cf maji by assign
ing to him his general mission as monev
carner and financial provider for himself
and family.
We want the inalienable right of every
child satisfied with a reasonable amount
of companionship with its father
Woman’s lovftness of character, and de
velopment in personality is just as de
pendant upon the wisest and best develop
ment of man. as man is for the most
perfect development upon womanhood.
Elizabeth B. Grannis.
FROM BILL NYE.
It is not possible for me to describe ex
actly in cold type what constitutes a love
ly woman, but I have no difficulty what
ever in detecting the same, and if any of
your readers are so helpless that they
need printed instructions to aid them in
discovering a lovely woman the fool
killer is not earning his salary.
Bill Nye.
LOVABLE AND LOVELY.
I think the loveliest quality that a wo
man can have is sympathy. A woman
who has sympathy, who is honestly in
terested in other people, and who has
dainty ways and looks, however plain the
Lord may have made her face, will please
those wtho meet her; and make those w’ho
know' her love her; and she is surely a
lovable woman, if not a lovely one. The
loveliest charm that a woman can have
is not beauty, but grace I think I
should say that a woman who had grace
an 4 sympathy was a lovely woman.
Qctave Thanet.
A WAR HORSE’S THOUGHTS.
As this question must be answered ac
cording to each one’s taste, it must re
sult in anything but exact definition.
As woman must be loved for some lead
ing and many minor qualities, as her
physical beauty, her intellectual powers
and her character, or sentiment, It would
be enough to say that the most beautiful,
the most intellectual and best cultured
woman, would be the “most lovable Wo
man.”
But as your correspondence must re
sult in individual preferences “Cha
cun a son gout” I can only speak for
myself. I draw a distinction between love
and passion.
I speak of the love betw’een the sexes.
Love is of the soul, passion of the body.
Love eleveates and is immortal, passion
may degrade and dies.
Nature forbids us to love a monster, a
marked departure from the genus or
species—but I think love depends more
on the sentimental qualities than phys
ical beauty. Therefore beauty is not the
prime force in a “lovely woman.” Hence
the apothegm—“ Pretty is she who prettily
does," Having said this much of posi
tive constituents of a “lovely woman” I
conclude that she must follow nature’s
laws, must be passive, not aggressive,
not the leader, but the supplement to
the man; filling separate but equally glori
ous and necessary spheres. She is the
angel sent by God from the unknown
past and future, the first and last of
spiritual creation, crowning his works of
a beneficent and everlasting Cosmos.
Cassius Marcellus Clay.
A MODERN ROC.
West Virginia Mountaineers Terror
ised by a Gigantic Bird.
West Virginia Cor. Globe-Democrat.
Not since the treacherous Cauley river
rose suddenly in the night and swept
scores of the mountaineers living along
its banks to death in its icy waters, has
Webster county been so excited as it is at
present. From away down on Cherry
river to the remotest settlements on Su
gar run, in the upper part of the county,
the mountaineers are talking of the gi
gantic bird which has been terrorizing this
section for the past week or ten days.
About two weeks ago a child of. Dan
Junkins, Who lives over on Bergoo, some
fifteen miles from this place suddenly
disappeared in ’a manner whibh for a
time puzzled the oldest hunters and
woodmen of the county. It is now regarded
as an absolute certainty that the cnild, a
little girl of ten year®, fell a prey to the
w’inged monstrosity which for want of a
better name the mountaineers call qji ea
gle.
Little Landy was sent by her mother
one Friday afternoon to the cabin of Joe
Warnick, a mile and a half south of that
of Junklns,’ to ask after Mrs. Warnick
who had. been sick. The girl started soon
after noon for the Warnick cabin* but
never reached there, and vanished as
completely as if she had been spirited
away by supernatural power. As Landy
did not return by 4 or 5 o’clock Mrs. Jun
klns grew uneasy and sent her husband
to look for her. He thought perivape she
had remained with the Warnicks, and
went straight 'to the cabin. There he
learned that the child had not been there.
By that time It had become dark, and as
sisted by the Warnicks, Junkins started
to hunt his daughter. Nothing could be
seen of her, and the whole party returned
to the Junkins cabin. As there were sev
eral inches of snow on the ground the
tracks of Landy could be plainly fol
lowed. They were to a point
witbin half a mile of the Warnick cabin,
when they suddenly disapeared and could
not be seen any further. The point where
they stopped was in a cleared field, where
buckwheat had been grown last season.
The child must evidently have been
frightened at something, for the tracks
left he path, and where they stopped were
some fifteen or twenty feet away from it.
There were a number of her tracks to
gether, as if she had turned around and
around, while trying to avoid something.
Beyond this point the footprints disap
peared. The search was continued far
into the night, and the surrounding forest
was scoured as far as possible, as it
was thought the child might have wander
ed from the path. The searchers were
compelled to return to the almost distract
ed mother with the news that the missing
child had not been found.
The next day the search was continued
by a number of others, who had heard
the story, and come to volunteer their
services. Search as closely as they could,
beyond the footprints in the snow at the
point near the path, they could not be fol
lowed further. How the child could have
vanished and left no farther trace puz
zled every one. If she Had been seized by
a wild animal, its tracks would surely have
been left in the snow, but there was noth-»
ing of the kind. There was no explana
tion to be offered, and the mystery of the
disappearance was not* revealed until
several days later.
Peter Swadley, a noted bear hunter of
Webster, is now in the village being
treated for the wounds he received from
the huge bird over on Laurel creek day
before yesterday. He is still In a. precarious
condition from the encounter. Swadley
was brought to Addison by Abe Kitsmlller
on the afternoon of the day it happened.
Swad’ley was hunting a bear over on Pinev
ridge, and had his dog Gunner with him.
The two were tracking a bear, whose
haunts Swadley had known for some
days, through the laurel on the mountain
side, when he came Into a little clearing,
and suddenly without other warning than
a scream louder than that of a panther,
which Swadley thought at first had jumped
on him, the immense feathered creature
swooped own with the evident intention
of bearing him off. The bird dug its tal
ons in bls back, tearing his coat into
shreds, and for some minutes there was a
fierce fight In the snow. Swradley lost his
rifle, and did not get a chance to use his
hunting knife.
Though he is a large, powerfully built
man he had no chance with his bare
bands, and his wouqds show what a fight
for life it must have been. One of the
worst wounds the hunter received was
over the left eye, where the scalp was
torn away for at least three inches, mak
ing a terrible wound. Swadley still man
aged to retain his footing In the snow,
though nearly unconscious, and strove
to ward off the blows of the eagle’s taions,
which nearly tore him to pieces. Swadlev’s
dog Gunner was probably the only thing
that saved him from being killed.
The dog was off from its master when
the bird attacked him, but when Swad
ley shouted it returned and made for
the eagle. The latter turned from the
man to the dog. and Swadley says with
one stroke of its powerful claws ripped
open its stomach and flew away with
the poor creature whining in its talons.
Almost blinded by the blood which
flowed from the wound ever hts eye, the
hunter contrived to find his way down
the mountain side to the cabin of Abe
Kitsmiller, on Little Laurel creek, a mile
or more from the place of conflict. He
stumbled into the cabin nearly dead from
loss of blood. Kitsmlller was at home,
and after he had bound up Swadley’s
wounds as well as he could, he put him
on a horse and brought him to Addison.
Owing to the fact that the bird came
on him so suddenly, and nearly blinded
him at the outset by the blow on the
head, Swadley is not able to give much
of a description of it. Its strength, how
ever. he declaxes, was prodigious, and
twice he was lifted off his feet, by its
onslaughts. Its body, he says, is as large
as that of a man. "Es It was to come
es ter how I should have te.r pick atwixt
a painter and the varmint, tn fair hand
to-hand fight, I should take the painter
every time,” he said in telling of the
affair.
BAB ON ANECDOTES.
OUR WITTY WRITER AT WORK
THINKING UP TALES TOLD
HER LONG AGO.
Woman’s Rldiculons Rocking—Many
Uses of the Broom—Neighborly An
noyances— Gifts That Came at
Birth of Woman—Distribntlon of
Qualities to Nationalities—The Only
American Youth Who Ever Danced
With Queen Victoria—His Quaker
Mother’s Fears—Necessity of Anec
dotes at Social Functions.
New York, April 27.—There are always
people who are hunting up when things
were invented. You know the kind of peo
ple I mean—the people who say pepper
was used by the Athenians, Helen of Troy
had buttons on her frock, and that those
abominations known as rocking-chairs
were spoken of by the venerable Bede in
this way: “The women now are so luxu
rious that they do have chairs with wooden
circles on the legs, and Which sway back
and forth in such sort that it maketh
one sick to behold them.” For my part I
think the venerable Bede must have been
a sensible and knowing old chap, for if
ever a woman looks sick it is when she is
nocking, and it is too queer to see a whole
lot of women in a hotel parlor uncon
sciously rocking in time and looking as if
all the brains they ever had were in their
feet.
These people who know so much say
brooms were used in Egypt 200 B. C.
I wonder’what they did with them? I
wonder if the Egyptian maid of the day
I mean that swept, in a debopnaire
manner, the dust that was in the mid
dle of the room and carefully omitted
the corners, and under the tables, as is
the mode to-day? I wonder if she ex
pressed her temper in her broom? I won
der if, when she thought of that Easter
hat with nodding plumes and pink roses,
the broom took swift, Short strokes that
meant happiness? Or, if, objecting to a
late dinner on Sunday, or to the fact that
the family didn’t give her any terrapin,
the broom described a circle in the air,
gave a vicious dab at the carpet, all of
which told of offended dignity? And I
wonder still more if the Egyptian maid
used the broom as a weapon of defense
against peddlers, sweeping at them and
over them as if they were nothing more
than black beetles?
I consider that a woman who can
sweep well, taking in the corners, get
ting up the pins, discovering that lost
ten cent piece, or that dropped dice, not
to mention the poker chip that fell under
the sofa, is the sort of woman who
could be trusted to do anything and do
it well. A broom is like a weak-minded
man: a strong will is required to con
trol it, else it slips and slides, hither
and thither, and finally falls down help
less. Personally, the chief use to which
I put a broom is to ibang on the ceil
ing with it. This may strike you as
strange, but ft Is meant to express more
than a mere thump. The family who
live on the floor above me are at once
Italian and musical, consequently, when
they feel their music too much they make
an awful lot of noise. And, as they ob
ject to carpets, at least we think so from
the sounds we hear, when they are very
lively, they have an Inclination to do a
little prancing and then I call the broom
into service. One knock ou the celling
means “we can’t stand this much long
er;” and a series of knocks, ending in a
dull, sickening thud, insinuates that the
chandelier is slowly, but surely, descend
ing upon two innocent women, and that
they politely, but firmly, request that
the Italian musical contingent will ex
press their exuberance and their appre
ciation of sweet sounds, less with their
feet and oftener with their souls. I sup
pose there is an opportunity here to maae
a pun—but I am not a brave woman and
I refrain.
I don’t often steal, but once in a while
somebody else W’rites something so clever
that I take it,and give them the credit for
It,which by-the-by,isn’t stealing after all.
A Frenchman, who, properly enough, ap
preciates the American woman, has writ
ten a little account of the gifts that came
to all women at their birth. The teller
of this little story is Leon Gozlan, and I
make to him my bow in recognition of his
politeness on the part of the general
American woman. He says: “When wo
man was created there appeared a god
dess, and of the gifts in her possession she
gave to the Castillian long and black hair,
in which she might wrap herself as if it
were a mantilla.
“To the Italian, eyes bright and ardent
as a midnight eruption of Vesuvius.
"To the Turk, a form round as the
moon, and soft as eiderdown.
“To the English, the Aurora Borealis,
to glorify her cheeks, her lips, and her
shoulders.
“To the German, beautiful teeth and an
earnest heart, profoundly Inclined to love.
“To the Russian, the distinction of a
queen.
“Afterward, she gave gaiety to the
Neapolitan, wit to the Irish, good sense
to the Flemish.
“Now, when the good fairy had given
all these attractions to the daughters of
Eve, and had, apparently, exhausted her
treasures, a gay little figure came dancing
up and asked for her share.
“ ’Who are you, my dear?’ said the good
fairy; rather surprised.
“ ‘I—I am a Parlslenne,’ said the pretty
woman.
“ ‘Oh, I am grieved!’ said the fairy: 'I
have given everything, and I have nothing
left.’
“The pretty woman wept with grief,
and then the fairy took pity on her, and
calling together all the recipients of her
bounty, told the story to them and said:
‘I have been overgenerous to all of you.
Now, each of you give a little of your
gift to this one woman.’ ”
4nd so It happened that the Parlslenne
combines in herself ail that makes wo
man delightful.
At this time the American woman did
not exist. When she came, she was told
the story and she didn’t propose to be
without the fascinations that are intense
ly feminine. Being like the Howard fam
ily of England, who, during the Flood,
had a little boat of their own. She called
up a fairy for her special benefit. The
good fairy advised her imitate the Pari
sienne, and, obeying her and adding her
own natural wit, she stands to-day the
possessor of all good gifts with the added
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age. Hence, in the opinion of the French
man, she is the most delightful woman in
th Spea°king of the English Howards nat
urally suggests the old families in this
country Everybody knows of the late
Richard Vaux/of Philadelphia who was
the only American who ever had the hon
or of dancing with the Queen of England.
Few neople, however, know how his mot ti
er looked at it. This gentleman was a
member of the Society of Friends, and
had that peculiar pride of f'amily «, n< L.® £
being a Friend that belongs to them. The
story of her son dancing with tine queen
was told to her. Friend Vaux listened to
it with calmness, and to the astonishment
of her visitor replied, very quietly, Well,
I must tell thee I don't altogether look
upon that as an honor. There is no know
ing what it may lead to. Richard is a very
handsome young' man and the quee
unmarried, and 1 should not at alUike the
idea of Richard marrying her out of tne
m one needs to be »pin an
ecdotes. The woman who is invited out
much always has to have something ready
to tell, for she must not appear to a strange
woman to talk about her friends as if she
wished to announce exactly her social po
sition. If you haven’t many stories, a very
good wav to do, provided, of course, you
are going to different houses, is to uae
the same one tor a week and then start
with a fresh one the next Monday. Last
we»k I utilized this. Madame de Stael had
been very Intimate with the Viscomte de
Cholseul, but she heard he said some
malicious things about her and was very
angry. One day they met at a friend s
house. Good manners required that the
feud should be forgotten, and that they
Should speak to each other. Madame de
Stael commenced by saying. It is a long
time since I have seen you, Monsieur de
been ill.”
"Seriously, monsieur?
"I had a narrow escape from being pois
oned.”
"Alas! Possibly you took a bite at your
own tongue?”
This fell like a thunderbolt on the vis
comte, but as it was told all over Paris,
It was a good lesson for a very, notorious
backbiter. x .
For this week I shall use one told by
that clever Fitz Williams, in his mono
logue. A ventriloquist and his dog, a bull
pup, properly enough named Beauty,
were stranded in a western town. For
two days they had had nothing to eat.
Then the vcmtriloquist concluded that
they must have their dinner. He went
into the dining room of the best hotel. He
seated himself, and the dog sat on the
floor beside him. A polite waiter took
his order, but, as he started for the kitch
en, was surprised to hear the dog say:
"What’s the matter with putting the
bill of fare In front of me?”
Scarcely knowing what he did he held
the menu in front of Beauty, who said:
“Bring me a bowl of broth and a bone."
The waiter flew into the kitchen believ
ing the devil was after him, hut brought
back the dinner tor the ventriloquist and
the broth and bone for Beauty. Then
he sought the proprietor. Trembling with
excitement, he said: "Come right down
into the dining room; there is the most re
markable thing there you ever
heard of—a talking dog. You ought to
buy him, he would fill the house.” The
proprietor came down, and heard this
dialogue; The ventriloquist asked: “Well,
Beauty, how do you like your broth?”
Beauty answered: “The broth is good
enough, but the bone ain’t up to time;
but, never mind, we’ll soon be back to
New York.” The proprietor said to
the ventriloquist; Tve got to have that
dog.” The ventriloquist shook his head,
and said: “Oh, no; I’m to fond of Beauty
to sell him, and I wouldn’t let him go
for less than a thousand dollars.” The
eager purchaser got the thousand dollars,
and handed it to the ventriloquist, but to
his surprise, Beauty said: “Look here, old
man, have you sold me?”
The ventriloquist said: "Yes; I got a
thousand dollars for you.”
“You are no friend of mine,” announced
Beauty, "if you let me go for that little
sum, but I’ll get even with you. In the
future I'll never speak a d—d word.”
Tableau. Os course. I shan’t use the un
pleasant word, but I tell the tale now as
It was told to me.
A woman I known is going to tell this,
which to me has a slight odor of a marron
glacee. Still, I may be mistaken. A lit
tie girl who is very pious, never omitted
saying her prayers. One night, when she
was very sleepy, she only said: "God
bless papa and mamma, and all the neigh
borhood. and deliver us from all our re
lations.”
Is it true that dotage and anecdotage
means the same thing? Some people say
they do, but if that is the case, the elder
ly woman is decidedly to the fore here,
for anecdotes are given a vogue they never
possessed before. It is difficult to know
which are chestnuts, but commend me
to a group of women friends to freeze cut
the teller of old tales. They haven’t even
the decency to pretend to laugh; they look
straight at the unfortunate soul, and in
that look they combine weariness anti
scorn, so that for the rest of her natural
life that woman becomes a listener. If
you don’t believe me, go to a. ladies’ lunch
eon. That oft-described festivity which is
never as rollicking as the newspapers
make it out to be. Women are too much oc
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made the bodice worn by another woman,
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perfect goes without a wrap and kneels
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The fact that the war department has
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of red tape is considered one of the best
jokes of the season, says the Washington
correspondent of the Chicago Times-Her
ald. The bids will be opened May 9. Thia
would foe a much better joke, however, If
it came from the treasury department,
for of all departments of the government
red tape is most apparent there. The war
department people, considering the mil
itary education of most of them, are re
markably easy of access and free from
that tedious formality generally called
red tape. This verdict against the treas
ury is founded on good authority, for no
less a man than Mark Twain has put
their judgment on record. In relating
the facts tn "The Great Beef Contract,
he says: . ' , ,
"I was told that the treasury depart
ment was the proper place for me to go
to. I went there. I waited two hours
and a half, and then I was admitted to
the first lord of the treasury. •• * Go
to the first auditor of the treasury, he
said. I did so. He sent me to the second
auditor. The second auditor sent me to
the third, and the third sent me to the
first comptroller of the corned-beef di
vision. This began to look like business.
He examined his books and all his loose
papers, but found no minute of the beef
contract. I went to the second comp
troller of the corned-beef division. He
examined his books and his loose papers,
but with no success. I was encouraged.
During that week I Hot as far as the
sixth comptroller in that division. The
next week I got through the claims de
partment. The third week I began and
completed the mislaid contracts depart
ment, and got a foothold in the dead reck
oning department. I finished that in
three davs. There was only one place left
for it now. I laid siege to the commis
sioner of odds and ends.’’
—The Army Officer (proudly)—l've
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The Civilian (contemptuously)—That’s
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