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W 0 RKA NJ T A LK .
The Feminine Tongue arid Finger Are Busy
in Harmony.
Clever Neck Drenning-The Way the French Women Conceal Homely
Necks—How LaAy Surah Douglnux Appeared Before Royalty.
A Chapter on Veils—Mrs. John Jacob Astor’s Double
Face Covering-- Bub Gives Pointers to Shop- ,
per* Crepons for Winter Wear.
Catskill, N. V, Sept. 21.—As we sit in
the coolest corner of the porch and knit,
crochet, tatt, or do fancy work that calls
for some artistic ability and requires that
one be apt with one’s needle, naturally
enough we discuss all sorts of things.
I like to see a woman, crochet, but I don’t
think any woman ought to crochet or knit
or tatt who hasn’t pretty hands. But
when sh© has and you know that she con
trols the ivory needle or shuttle, she really
makes a picture, as she forces the woman
ly weapon to fly in and out of the red wool
or the fine qotton. Advanced women con-~
sider all this sort of thing folly, but when
one realizes that the tatting makes a yoke
for some baby’s frock, the knitting re
sults in a shawl to protect elderly shoul
ders, while the leaf or flower wrought
on a bit of tine linen is to cover a tray
for an invalid, or be the slip for a soft
pillow, cool and fine, on which an aching
head will rest, one is certain that It is
not folly. We work and we talk. The
feminine tongue and the feminine Anger
are busy in harmony.
The Knitter says: “I don't believe there’
ever was a time when women dressed
their necks so prettily.”
“Well, says she who was tatting, "it is
a blessed good thing, for we are all tired
o f gazing upon necks so shriveled that
they look like old chickens, or so thick an
’ short that they seem like no necks at all,
and one is forced to wonder what would
happen to the owner thereof if she were
the victim of the guillotine.”
"Speaking of the guillotine,” says the
|j Knitter, "suggests the French women and
the cleverness with which they have al
ways arranged their neck dressing. They
seldom have pretty necks, but they don’t
ahow them unless it is absolutely neces
sary, and then they bring out their best
points and conceal their worst. Many
women who have great hollows just below
their throat have good backs, so the Par-
Isienne cuts her bodice very low in the
back, showing its smooth surface, while
she hides the hollows with strings of
pearls, or innumerable gold chains, to
which she attache* suitable pendants.
Bhe sees the great advantage, however,
of the stock; so, if she is narrow of shoul
der, she utilizes her stock to conceal that
misfortune. How? By arranging the rib
bon ih soft folds, then having two very
flaring bows stand out on each side from
the back, and in such away that they
give breadth. If her shoulders are broad,
then she clasps the stock
wltih an effective brooch and has
neither rosette nor loop to break the con
trast between the round throat and broad
shoulders. In the house, where shu wishes
to have a softer neck dressing, either for
her little jacket or her tea gown, she does
not put a stilted frill of chiffon or an or
dinary rutile of lace, but she makes a
broad sailor collar of insertion and rib
bon, and with a thought as to the hour of
the day, she spangles if, or, if spangles
seem too frivolous for her hight, sha
trusts to the lace and ribbon for its becom
ingrtess. If she is tall and slender, with a
leaning toward the artistic, then she fol
lows the fashion of the divine Sarah and
wears a Pierrot ruffle, with possibly long
strings to tie it in the back. She would
never make the mistake, being slender, of
a V-neck; "that would add length to her
nose and chin and give a sharp appear
► rance. No, if the neck is to be open at all,
then she makes it square, and not a deep,
but a broad square.
She sees the advantage of real lace, and
buying herself a piece, twists it Into a
jabots or a cravatte, and gives an air of
elegance to a very ordinary bodice!
The saddest sight in the world is to sec
the thin, scraggy old women at the queen’s
drawing room. They must go low-neck
, od. The queen herself has always had
a beautiful neck and shoulders, and she
presumes that all Englishwomen follow
her example in this as well as other re
spect. Feathers add to her hight and
dignity, hence, if a woman is 1 feet
high she is forced by order of the queen
to make herself look 8 with the stiff
plumes. Many a mother who blushed to
think that her baby saw her bones, has
to exhibit them in all their awfulness to
the British public or stay at home. And
this no self-respecting English woman
wants to do. You have heard the stdry
of the old Scotch woman who got the bet
ter of the queen, haven't you? Weil, I am
glad there Is somebody to whom it is
new. She belonged to the Douglas fam
ily, and they have wills quite as strong
as the Guelphs. She. wrote a personal
letter to the queen, telling that she suf
fered so with rheumatism in her shoul-
and had the quinsy so badly that
lUßkhe begged to be allowed to come with
Jh, high bodice, as she wished to present
ker granddaughter. An answer came from
■iv lord chamberlain saying that it was
mnossible. After that two letters were
s,xlv*n *o him, stating the case. The "No”
* was positive. The horror of the assembly
can be imagined when Eady Sarah Doug
las appeared, gowned superbly in white
brocade, wearing all the family jewels,
and having her bodice cut rather more
decolctte than any other woman. How
ever, there rose above the low bodice in
stern comfort, and there came way down
to the wrists, a fiery red flannel shirt that
told how, for once, Scotch wit got the
better of German stubbornness.
The girl who was sewing looked at het
finger and admired her thimble, and then
said: "Well, don’t blame her, and I
suppose that wag what tuught the queen
a lesson, for nowadays she permits, if
an elderly lady asks her, to ttye wear
ing of a square, or V-neck. 1 have never
had much trouble about dressing my neck
—my bete noir in the dressing line is my
Veil. It is never tied to suit me. If I put
i on tight, either my eyelashes poke
through, or there is a hole in the center,
and my nose comes out as if there was
a perfume I didn't quite like. Then, if
I arrange it loose I have a swaddled kind
us an air. You know these real lace veils;
they cost like everything, but it has al
ways seined to me dainty to have a real
lace veil, First I got a white one with a
border of black rosebuds. For this I paid
seven beautiful dollars, and 1 don’t know
how to describe what ’ looked like in it.
However, if 1 say it gave me the air of a
perfect Indy. 1 can. 1 suppose, leave the
rest ttf your imagination. I hate toggery
I cant’ wear, and so I gave that to .•»
friend of mine, and she looks charming
in it. Then 1 bought u black one with a
white border, for which 1 paid three
dollars, and it age* me so that th© trades
people speak to me tor my own mother. I
And yet. In Paris, this summer, the I
French women went wearing these veils I
and looked lovely."
“Mv experience,'* announced the knit
ter. "Is that a thin black net with large
dot© far apart |« the most becoming veil
of all. Th oar very course ones that they
u»H the Kusslan mesh, are only desirable
when one isn’t well, and wishes to con
ceal the ravages of sickness. Young
Mrs. John Jacob Astor and her set are,
just fot* a freak, hiding their pretty faces
under two veils nowadays. They put on
first a thickly dotted one, which is draped
closely around the face, then over this
comes a white chlon, dotted with black,
pinned on in that flapping curtain fash
ion—the result? Why, the result is that
they all look as if they had the small
pox. Oh, of course, it will keep the skin
in good condition, for they will rriake one
so warm that the perspiration will flow
freely and the skin will whiten and grow
firm. But nothing will ever make a thick
ly-dotted veil becoming. A rose colored
veil? The French women look well in
them, but here! Well, here, the women
look like the very—well, say mischief.”
The woman who was sewing stopped for
a minute and then said, “You have heard
of queer lessons, but did you ever hear
of anybody taking a lesson in the art of
packing a trunk? Well, I did. Two years
ago in Paris I sent for a professional pack
er and then watched him. He brought his
tools with him. They consisted of dozens
of sheets of lavender tissue paper, pieces
of white tape, papers of large white pins,
small tacks and a hammer. The dresses
had their sleeves stuffed wdth paper, and
when each one was laid Th Its place, af
ter being carefully folded, Innumerable
sheets qf paper were laid between it and
the next dress. His reason for using a
colored paper was that the arsenic In the
white will yellow any fabric. ,
"Strips of tape were cut pinned to the
hats and bonnets underneath the crown
and then the ends were tacked to the
side of the trap in which they reposed so
that they never stirred. Every flower
was wrapped in tissue paper and a feath
er that stood up was bent down and pinn
ed. Parasols were in the bottom each
carefully wrapped, and its paper tied se
curely with tape. The shoes were all
stuffed with paper, to make them retain
their shape; but they, of course, went in
another trunk. When these things were
taken out after a week’s travel, nothing
was crushed, nothing had moved, and ev
erything was in order, that is to say, th©
gloves belonging to a certain frock were
lying Just under its bodice, and if there
was a special neck dressing, it was care
fully pinned on; but best of all, just in
side the lid of the trunk, was tacked a
list of the articles therein, so that one
didn’t hunt for the blue chiffon where it
was not, or expect to find the gray gloves
where they had no reason for being. I
paid $1 apiece to have my trunks packed,
and M was money I didn’t begrudge. I
often wonder that the perambulating man
icures and hairdressers don't add trunk
packing to their other business, for in
the spring and fall there would be
money in it.” “Speaking of money,” said
the Knitter, "while I respect it, and joy in
spending it, still I am continually amazed
at the lack of knowledge women show
of what I call good spending. So many
women let their money go in little things
and so mjiny more buy things just be
cause they are cheap. A woman I know
paid 4 cents a yard for some lawn. She
said it was so cheap she could afford to
puts lots of ribbon on it, and so she had
three pieces of ribbon at $3 apiece used
to trim i; and paid a dressmaker sls to
make it. And, as they say in the old
game, the jeongequence was that it nevet
looked anything but a cheap, slea.sy gown,
made with a trimming too rich and after
a design too elaborate. The Bard of Avon
hit the nail on the head when he said;
‘Costly tby habit as thy purse can buy,’
for a good material will stand making
over, and always show what it is, while
a cheap one bears the Imprint of cheap
and nasty always. That woman is a bad
spender who buys things she doesn’t w»nt
because they are cheap, or buys things
not suited to her age or appearance, count
ing on their being useful some day.
Stuffs go out of fashion and are only fit
for dust clothes. She who gets cheap
gloves or cheap shoes has no happiness
tn them, and she who buys cheap artificial
flowers and puts them on her hat makes
herself look as tawny as they are. There
arq things which are reasonable in price,
and which it is profitable to buy. I should
be foolish if I paid 30 cents a yard for
lawn when I can get good for 15; bu’
I can’t get good for 4. Yet, when I go to
buy a black gown, I should be more than
foolish if I didn’t get the best quality
for then I would be certain of a good
color and of its wearing well. Speaking of
black gowns, reminds me of crepons. A
clever woman said the manufacturers
were looking for something that wouldn’t
stand rain, that would stand dust, and
that wouldn’t stand wear of any kind, and
crepon was the result. I think this
is so, but still I am going to have a
gown of it for theater wear next winter.
There ate so many things that are un
suitable for theater wear and she who
goes as much as I is well acquainted
with the follies committed In the name of
dress.
"it is a folly to put an upstanding feath
er on a small bonnet; that feather will fill
the eye of the woman behind you and she
will never see the stage.
“It is a folly to wear a tailor-made
gown to the theater; the hard chair wears
out. the back of the bodice and the nar
row seat ruins the set of the skirt.
"It is a folly to wear over-large sleeves
to the theater; the man on each side of
you will joy tn crushing them.
"It is folly to wear a handsome wrap to
the theater; it has to be rolled up and put
down under the seat in front of you, and
somebody’s feet utilize it for a stool.
“It is a folly to fan at the theater for
you give the woman in front of you a
cold that causes a crick in her neck, and
she feels as if she would like to see you—
well, not in a very cold place."
These are the follies cited by the Knit
ter, who is a wise woman, and, as she
told them, I checked each off with a nod
of my head which made me feel like a
China mandarin rather than Bab.
HIS BODY TI’RSED RED.
Doctors Interested in the Strange
Drath of an Italian.
From the Baltimore American.
Columbus. 0.. Sept. 15.—There is much
excitement in Italian circles here over the
strange death of a son of sunny Italy.
He was Dominick Abbanez. a painter
A few days ago Abbanez called upon Dr
J. H. Kistler, a specialist, at Broad and
High streets, and secured treatment for
a sore arm. The indications were that he
had a cancer or some other abnormal
growth on the afflicted member. The
doctor was hastily called to the home of
Abbanez. who was suffering great pain
The doctor administered a hvpodermic
injection of morphine and antropine
Soon afterward the patient died. Coroner
Herbst was called on. and found that
notwithstanding life was extinct, the body
of Abbanez was almost burning with
heat. The temperature of the cropse
registered If® The coroner desired to
have an autopsy performed; but Widow
Abbanez objected so strenuously that
she drove the physicians from the man’s
room. The coroner beUeves Abbanez
I died of uremia. The corpes turned red
soon after life was extinct and remains so
at the present time. Director of Safety
U llliams declined to allow an autopsy m
view of the objections of Mrs Abbanez
and the real cause of the death is a mvs
terv.
THE WEEKLY NEWS (TWO-TIMES-A-WEEK): THURSDAY. SEPfEMBER 26, 1895.
THE FIVE-STRINGED BANJO.
From the London Truth.
Miss Josephine Bannister, daughter of
the well-known music seller at Seacliff,
was a highly 'attractive, if rather pert,
young lady, whose good looks /tiers the
source of much male custom to net fath
er’s shop. You should have seen her dur
ing the Seacliff season behind the coun
ter, in her neat tailor-made costume, roll
ing up music with white, bejewelled hands,
and flirting vigorously with her gentlemen
customers. She wgs a sight for the gods—
not for the goddesses, though. No female,
human or divine, could ever have been
found to say a good word for Miss Jose
phine. Ladles in Seacliff had even been
heard to allude to her as a “minx,” and to
deplore the infatuation which led young
men to desert charming girls of their own
station for the vulgar snlggerings of that
shop girl on the Parade. This criticism,
however, was not without prejudice, for
the ladies who made these remarks liked
a flirtation themselves, and had it, too
when they could get it—which was not,
however, always, for in Seacliff the ladies
outnumbered the gentlemen by nearly two
to one.
But, although Miss Josephine flirted in
discriminately with every man she met,
simply because "it was her nature to,” and
she couldn’t help it, she had a certain
small coterie of admirers, whom she treat
ed with particular favor. This coterie con
sisted of Ave young men, and some wag,
with more wit than was usually to be
found in the Seacliff humorists, had evolv
ed for her the punning and appropriate
nickname of "The Five-stringed Ban
jo.” » » *
Oh, that silver string! How truly divine
was its music. Many other ladies besides
Miss Josephine had come under its be
witching influence. The flrst time it in
toned the prayers in Seacliff parish church
a gross and half of feminine devotees
bowed the head and worshipped. Before
the sermon was half finished that Sun
day, 200 tender hearts were fluttering in
side an equal number of smart summer
blouses. ’Twas not merely the new cu
rate’s voice—not merely his looks—not
merely the graceful hang of his surplice,
nor the sublime set of his stole—not merely
the righeous fervor of his roaming eye—
these, indeed, had their influence, but
above all, a je ne sais quo! fascination in
the man himself, which no male mind
could appreciate and no female heart re
sist.
When it became noticed—and you may
be sure that this didn’t take long in a
place like Seacliff—that the Reverend
Brabazon A. B. C. Flitch was constantly
buying music in the shop on the Parade,
the lai des of the place grew very angry.
Now, if there was one girl in the place
(excluding for the moment the five-string
ed banjo) to whom the curate could be
said to pay attention, that girl was Tishy
Bullock. Her full name was Letitia, and
she was the daughter of a wealthy widow,
who'lived in a large house just outside
the town. Tishy was a pretty girl, con
siderably prettier than her name, either in
its long or its shortened form. She was
an only child—the future heiress, under
settlement, of her mother’s money. The
curate began by being polite to her. He
was—there is no doubt about it, Gioqgh
it occurred in the modest society of Sea
cliff—in fact, encouraged to be more than
polite. You see, Tishy didn’t want money.
She did want birth, refinement, a sympa
thetic helpmeet. And what man better
fulfilled these requirements than Bra
bazon Flitch? To one Bullock’s bank
ing account add one Flitch’s blood and
birth. What was the answer? Tishy tot
ted up the sum and found it came to
social success. Mrs .Bullock cheeked her
figures and pronounced them correct. The
result was that Brabazon Flitch became
conspicuously persona grata ''at West
combe house.
This, of course, excited remark in Sea
cliff. People soon had still more inter
esting news to gossip about. Brabazon
Flitch had been seen coming out of the
five-stringed banjo’s father’s private door,
and the five-stringed banjo’s father had
followed him on to the step, with a red
face and choleric demeanor. The infer
ence was obvious. Brabazon Flitch had
been called to account by Bannister se
nior for trifling with his daughter’s affec
tions; and whatever explanation he might
have given of his conduct had clearly not
satisfied the indignant father. In church
next Sunday, Brabazon was observed to be
nervous and distressed. On the left of the
middle aisle, where the ladies sat, many
eyes shown with watery sympathy. Tishy
was observed to turn pale; Mrs. Bullock
got her smelling salts ready in case she
should faint away.
At present other people only surmised
and guessed the facts. Tishy and her
mother knew them—ffom Brabazon’s own
lips. The previous day he had called at
Westcombe house, and, discarding all re
serve and false modesty, had poured the
whole story of his trouble into Mrs. Bul
lock’s sympathetic ear. He had been a lit
tle foolish—he owned—to have gone so fre
quently to Bannister’s shop. He had—
yes, he had been attracted, just at first,
by Miss Bannister’s superficial beauty,
and, no doubt, he had talked to her more
than was prudent. Then he had a hint
from a kind friend that his visits to the 1
music shop were getting talked about. He
at once discontinued these visits. And
what had been his reward? He had bqen
summoned by her father to an interview,
in which he (the father) had adopted a
high-handed, bullying tone; had demanded
whether he meant to marry his daughter
—whom he would as soon have thought
of marrying as flying over the moon.
He (Brabazon) was quite at his w|ts
ends to know what to do. The girl’s fa
ther had given him a week to decide in,
and the week expired next Monday.,Un
less by that day he received from Braba
zon a written undertaking to marry Jo
sephine, he should not only take the first
opportunity of assaulting the curate in
the street, but proceedings would immedi
ately be Instituted to recover damages
from him at law.
“Either of these steps would be fatal
to me,” said the unhappy curate, “and
both together would simply crush me. If
you, dear friend, could advise me what
to do for the best, you would lay me under
an eternal obligation.”
"It’s a shameful, scandalous conspira
cy,” exclaimed Tishy’s mother, with in
dignation. “I should be disposed to—to—
simply defy the wretch.”
“But think what that would mean, dear
friend. A layman might take this course,
no doubt. But a minister of God—how is
he to face it? The mere fact of having
such accusations publicly brought against
him is sufflcient to ruin him, even thokgh
they be not substantiated. And these peo
ple. having gone so far already, will not.
I believe, hesitate to perjure themselves
in support of their wicked claim.”
"Yet, what els© can be done?” answer
ed Mrs. Bullock, with a perplexed look.
"If you do not defy him, you must give iri
to him. and marry that hussy, his daugh
ter. which would be still more deplorable." ’
"Alas! I am afraid, dearest lady, that I
am between the dev—hem—on the horns
of a dilemma," the curate hastened to
correct himself. "But I could not—could
not marry that girl, if, for no other rea
son, because—because "
He broke off suddenly, looking confused
and embarrassed.
"Pray do not hesitate to confide in me"
said Tishy’s mother, gentlv.
“My dearest friend.” said Brabazon,
suddenly, speaking with determination
and resolve, like a man who had made up
nis mind to a bold course. "I feel I have
no right to conceal this thing from you
I never meant to have told it to anybody
It was to be a secret locked up hi this
bosom, because—because—” The curate
dropped h's eyes and lowered his voice,
humbly, “1. knew that I was unworthy to
mention it to—to—her, whom it chiefly
concerns. But you have spoken so kind
ly to me- in my trouble, dear lady, that
I—l cannot but confide the truth to you.
It will only be what I deserve. I—l—God
help me to bear my cross and to recog
nize the futility of my suit. I—l—love
your daughter!”
“Oh, Mr. Flitch,” cried the young lady,
extending both her hands to him, and
smiling joyfully into his facee. “Don’t
speak of unworthiness—of—of—futility.
You have made me the happiest woman,
but one, in the world. For I am con
vinced that dear Tishy alone will be hap
pier about this than I am.’
“But, alas! dear lady,” said the curate,
a cloud overspreading the radiant felici
ty which had, for the moment, shone in
his face. “Remember how I am placed.
I—l—could not subject that angel to the
shame of marrying a publicly disgraced
man.”
“Pray do. not talk like that, my dear
Mr.—may I say Brabazon? You have
done nothing wrong. Therefore, you have
incured no j-eai disgrace.”
"But the shame ot a—a —public trial—of
a—a —cruel exposure!” murmured the un
happy priest, with a miserable look.
“Perhaps that may be avoided,” ans
wered Mrs. Bullock, after a brief reflect
ion." Os course, these wretches are mer
cenary. They must be, else they would
never threaten to sue you for danjages.
I have no doubt that we can buy them
off. Don’t you suppose so?
“If I could offer them a large sum of
money they might accept it as satisfac
tion,” answered Brabazon, rather du
biously. Then he added, “But I need not
think about that; for I have not the money
to offer them.”
"Brabazon." said Mrs. Bullock, who,
with all her faults, was a generous wo
man at heart, and had more delicacy of
feeling that might have been expected.
“Do not be offended my—my boy, at
what’ I am going to say. I look upon
you as my—my son now, you know. And
it would be hard, indeed, if a mother
might not help her son out a scrape. You
must—must—let me find the money for
this purpose.’*
“Oh, I could not—l could not!” exclaim
ed Brabazon, evidently overcome by her
generous offer.
"But you must,” insited Tishy’s mother,
with gentle firmness.
“People would—would—think—thing me
—me—contemptible for thus sp—sponging
on you," said the curate. “Besides, if—if
those—those people knew they were treat
ing with a—a rich widow, they would—
would make the most extortionate de
mands.”
“There is no reason why they, or any
one else, should know of my connection
with the affair,” replied Mrs. Bullock.
“You shall conduct' all the negrotiations
and the money shall be paid through you.”
Still Brabazon’s scruples were not over
come. He resisted the generous proposal
a little longer. Mrs. Bullock, however,
determined woman that she was, would
have her way. And the c'urate—half-re
lieved, half-ashamed, and wholly embar
rassed by her kindness—at length con
sented to accept her help—for Tishy’s
sake.
• • • • •
Bannister senior would not accept any
less sum that £I,OOO. Neither argument
nor entreaty on Brabazon’s part could
Induce him to abate those terms. The
curate went to Mrs. Bullock, with tears
in his eyes, and told her of the extor
tionate demand. She was not daunted,
but at once drew him a check for the
amount. Next day curate—and cash—quit
ted Seacliff. /
WHO INVENTED BILLIARDS t
llrotiffht Firxt io England From Eu
rope and After the Second Crusade.
From an Exchange.
Nobody quite knows who invented bil
liards. On account says that the game
was first played in Italy and another
that it first saw the light in Spain. It is
also affirmed that it yas first played in
England in the middle ages. It is a his
torical fact that the Knights Templar
brought it back with them to tijat
country on their return from the second
crusade. There is also good reason to
believe that the game was played Tn the
monasteries of France In the sixteenth
century. f
Its origin was probably bowling, a
variation of which was the old game of
"ground billiards." From that it began
to be played on a table, driving one ball
through an ivory arch, and then to a
raised *ioint made also of ivory. This
was the game for many years, each of the
two players having a ball, the third ball
not being introduced until just after the
middle of the eightheenth century, when
what was known as the “port and ring"
also disappeared.
In a Harleian manuscript in the Brit
ish museum is found the earliest histor
ical reference to bißjards. This is in
teresting enough to give in detail. In
the year 1547 a commission was appoint
ed to make an inventory of the goods
and chattels of Edward VI, and among
the items found at his place at “The
More, Rickmansworth,” was "one billet
bourde covered with grene clothe.”
This palace was Confiscated by Henry
VIII, having originally belonged to
Cardinal Wolsey, and there is little ques
tion but what that great historical char
acter actually essayed the game himself,
though no record has come down as to
whether he was as good a billiard player
as he was a statesman.
A few, but not many, of the old writers
refer to billiards, "Faery Queene” Spenser
being one of them. Shakespeare In his
“Antony and Cleopatra" makes that amor
ous queen, by an anactaßinism, play the
game and also appreviate its fine points.
Ben Johnson, Smollet, Burton and Locke
all made reference to billiards in their
works.
The gaihe was slowly developed. The
table was sometimes round, sometimes
square, oblong, oval and even octagonal.
Not until the beginning of this century
did the billiard table appear somewhere
near its present form. Prior to Hsi) neither
India rubber cushions, the slate bed, the
tapering cue with its tip and the rest had
been invented.
The third ball was Introduced byway
of France in the middle of the eighteenth
century, and the game was then known as
the carambole. Frqm this has been derived
the word carong. Bartley & Carr, the pro
prietors of a fashionable billiard room in
Bath, England, over half a century ago,
invented the now well-known side stroke
—strikng the ball low with a bevel-topped
cue—Carr devising billiard chalk, which
he gave the name of the “magic twisting
chalk. w He packed it in pill boxes and
made a fortune by selling it to the fash
ionables of that day at half a crown (R 2
cents) a box. The cork tip was invented
by Cept. Minguad, a renchman, who was
imprisoned early in the present century,
but through a special dispensation was
allowed the use of a billiard table in his
apartment that he might while away the
monotony' of his prison life. While in
carcerated. he studied out this improve
ment., and had the satlsfection after
ward of seeing it taken up all through
England and the continent.
—King Alexander of Servia approached
the family of the Grand Duke of Hesse
upon the subject of arranging for his
marriage to Princess Sibylle of Hesse
but since his representations have been
declined be has applied to the Princess
Dolgorouki, the morganatic widow or
Czar Alexander II of Russia, who ha
two unmarried daughters, the Princesses
Olga ana Catharine, aired re&xrectiveiv
ana 17 years.
A MONARCH OUT OF A JOB.
JAMES I OF TRINIDAD THE VIC
TIM OF ENGLAND’S GREED.
Papa-in-Law Flagler Declines to
Help Him Hold His’’ Island—Breezy
Career of the Principality in the
South Seas.
From the New York Press.
Baron James Harden-Hickey, the
prince and population of Trinidad, is in
California. What he is doing there no
one knows, exactly, but it is said that,
disgusted with Great Britain’s unceremo
nious seizure of his "beautiful isle in”
the ocean,” he has gone out of the king
business and set up as an ordinary citi
zen.
The ex-monarch is reported to have
been in New York about three months
ago, and to have expressed his determina
tion to seek an interview with President
Cleveland, asking him for the support
of the American government in protest
ing against the infringement of his legal
rights.
Sqme persons say that the baron has
tried to interest his father-in-law, Mr.
J. H. Flager, in his kingdom, and that
the oil man refuses point blank to have
anything to do with it. In what light the
Princess of Trinidad looks upon this in
dignity to her injured lord cannot be
learned. She is said to have arrived in
this city about a week ago.
A reporter of the Press called at Mr.
Flagler’s office, at No. 26 Cortlandt street,
and asked where the princess could 'be
found.
Mr. Flagler was out, but his private sec
retary said that the lady was staying
with her father in the hotel St. Cloud, at
Forty-second street and BroadwayT Not
much information could be gathered
there. Mr. Flagler was out, and his valet,
while admitting that the baroness was
staying at the z hotel, said he had never
seen her.
Had not England, with her usual ready
hand, seized the little mound which rises
in the South Atlantic, the world would
have seen one of the queerest coloniza
tions in its history.
But,-alas! dictatorship to the gop.ts and
penguins that live on the island was ob
jected to, and the merry prince had to
turn his sceptre into a walking-stick. Eng
land wanted the island as a cable station.
"Baron” Harden-Hickey (as he was be
fore he made himself a prince) is a rip
roaring, rollicking, jovial, devil-may-care
Irish-ranco-American-Trinidad sport.
Where his barony is no one knows. His
history is somewhat shrouded in darkness,
but he first came before the American eye,
or, rather, ear, when he announced him
self a king. Just what land has the proud
honor of being his birthplace is not known,
but it is thought that he belongs to thq
“Ould Sod.’ He says his forefathers
went from Ireland to France with the
Stuarts, and it is known that he has lived
in the Emerald Isle himself. In India he
was in the Buddhist business, and at
tracted considerable attention here by
writing a book on the best method of
committing suicide. This, of course, had
nothing to do with his Trinidad scheme.
He was at one time the warlike editor of
Le Triboulet, a Parisian journal, which
' he conducted in sue|i a drastic manner
that was frequently engaged in duels.
In one one of his brief periods, of peace
he wooed and wedded a daughter of John
H. Flagler of Standard Oil fame.
The baron participated in a duel at
Neuilly, and two days later—being an ex
pert swordsman and from other causes—
he found himself a passenger on a ship
bound for some port around Cape Horn.
The ship ran aground qp the Island of
Trinidad, and it was then that the war
like editor got acquainted with the place.
He crawled up the rocks and sat upon
one of tjie highest points. From this ele
vatioh he viewed the promised land—
where he concluded to promise all sorts
of things for so many doubloons a prom
ise. His sense of smell being acute, he
discovered that the island was rich in
guano, and he concluded to make further
investigations. In the course of a day’s
search he found four gigantic turtles and
several playful penguins.
After having found out that the island
was only about six miles in circumfer
ence, he laid his baronial head upon some
soft green seaweed and went to sleep. The
rest of the shipwrecked travelers were
in an excited state of mind. They saw
no regal possibilities.
On the following day Harden-Hickey
made a new discovery—there were goats
on the island. He rose with the sun and
continued to explore. He found a de
serted Portuguese settlement, and this
perplexed him somewhat.
He was at a loss to know who owned
the island, but aftez cogitating for a
while, he concluded that if the last Portu
guese had left the island over a hundred
years ago, the place might be considered
to be to let, so he annexed it. Several
goats were present when he proclaimed
himself king, and none of them seemed
to object. After crowning himself, he re
joined his comrades, and found them wav
ing to a passing steamer, which stopped
in her course and took the shipwrecked
men on board.
The baron at once began to make pre
parations to establish his kingdom. When
. they reached a Brazilian port, he made a
search of numerous records, and found
that Trinidad was discovered by Halley
in 1700; that in IS»3 It was visited by Am
aro Delano, and in 1822 that Commodore
Owen dropped in to see how things were
going on. (
Armed with his proofs the baron came
to New York and officially began to set
up his throne. At that time Mr. Flagler
lived at No. 18 West Fifty-second street,
and the baron concluded that that would
be a good spot to start a chancellierle. He
ordered reams of official paper embossed
with the new arms of Trinidad, and va
rious gorgeous crests, and then officially
informed all the powers that he had an
nexed the island, latitude 20 degrees 30
minutes south—longitude 29 degrees 20
minutes west. With true kingly courtesy
he asked the«various countries if they had
any objections to make and none were
forthcoming.
Some of the smaller powers dropped a
liije to the baron, and said they were
rather pleased, and that if he would erect
a light house they would consider him an
Al king. But the baron was not dealing
in light houses at that time. He gathered
many New Ydrk friends around him, who
gave him friendly tips on the latest im
provement in colonizing and after due de-
Jiberation he announced that the form of
government w/>uld be a principality. The
official laguage was to be French. He
framed several laws, which were to be
administered by a dictator, who was to
be known as the Prince of Trihidad.
Having got this far in his official pro
gramme, the baron’s fertile brain turned
to the financial side of his enterprise. He
issued a circular, embossed with the arms,
crests, etc., which announced that the
state would issue bonds to the extent of
50,000 francs, represented by bonds of 1,000
francs each.
The circular informed the public at large
that any person would be allowed to sub
scribe to ten bonds, and by doing so
would be entitled to transportation to
Trinidad and free bed and board for
twelve months, provided he submitted
unreservedly to the laws and regulations
laid down by the prince. Kickers would,
of course, be severely dealt with.
A simple sum in arithmetic will show
that the baron was thoroughly fitted for
the king business. If he had issued all
his bonds he would have had fifty new
made Trinidad tax.»
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with Pain-Killer.j||y
Cramps may assail you at any time, without warning. You are* at
a complete disadvantage—so sudden and violent is their attack-;
unless you are provided with a sure cure.
Pain-Killer
Is the surest cure, the quickest and the safest cure. It is sold everywhere at
35c. a bottle. See that you get the genuine—has ‘‘Perry Davis & Son’ ’ on bottle.
FORT MYERS,
HAVE YOU HEARD OF IT?
It is the great Orange Country ot Florida, as well as Vegetables. The last
cold snap that destroyed nearly all the orange trees in Florida did not, in the
least, effect Pineapple or Tropical Fruit Trees. Come and see Orange Land,
Vegetable Land, Residerfial Property. For sale by
FRANK HENDRY,
FORT MYERS, LEE COUNTY,
and 500,000 francs to do it with, which
would amount in American money to
about S4O a week a head.
The baron endeavored to extend his
financial operations in other ways. Duke
doms, it is said, were for sale at 50,000
francs each. O man could be a marquis
for 40,000 francs. Earldom fetched 25,000
francs, barons were in the market for
10,000 francs, without, of course, free bed
and board.
Five thousand francs would make a man
a baronet, while others could be whacked
on the back with the fiat of a sword and
rise as Sir Knights of Trinidad for the
modest price of 100 francs. Whether* this
enormous reduction in the price of titles
would have induced sharp competition or
not is not known, for her majesty’s gov
ernment decided that although Trinidad
was almost a solid rock, it was still pictur
esque, and would be useful as a cable sta
tion. It consequently buncoed Baron Har
den-Hickey and annexed the island. This
was in January. Goats were not present at
this annexation.
Then the Brazilian government entered
into the field, holding that as Trinidad
was Portuguese 200 years ago, it should
be regarded as such still. A heated diplo
matic correspondence ensued between
England and Brazil and the King of Trini
dad was left to reign at his chancellerie
in Fifty-second street. The latest news
of the contfbversy between -England and
Brazil is that Lord Salisbury’s govern
ment expressed a willingness to give up
the island if Brazil would agree to occupy
it permanently.
Excitement has been caused in Rio de
Janeiro by the news that the direct Ar
gentine cable has been landed on the is
land of Trinidad. Monument Rock and Su
gar Loaf Rock are two of the principal
features of this little spot on the ocean.
The former is 850 feet high, while Sugar
Loaf Rock, which is at the southeast end
towers 1,160 feet above the level of the
sea.
MOST UNSAVORY MENU.
The Native Alaskans Like to Eat De
cayed Fish and Hipe Eggs.
From the Portland Oregonian.
As Alaskan diet is peculiar, let us glance
over the Eskimo menu, and while I present
the dishes, you—well, you can hold your
nose. We need not mind the more simple
articles of diet, such as whales and wal
ruses, but only the entrees. The first
and most highly esteemed of these is a
fragrant dainty, justly termed tuplicheiat
(from the radical tupchartok, to stink).
It is always made during the warjn sea
son, at the time of the salmon fishery.
The preparation, which is extremely sim
ple, is as follows: A hole is dug in the
ground close to the entrance of the bar
rabora, and this is filled up with raw sal
mon heads. After ten days of exposure to
the sun, the hole presents a lively sight,
for the fish heads are in constant motion.
A few days longer to allow the worms
their full growth, and then the family
gather to the banquet, and not a vestige
of the putrified mass will remain, ‘but
the scent of the roses will cling to it
still.” ’ . . ...
The next dish is also a favorite, equally
fragrant and equally simple in its prep
aration-boiled eggs. The eggs commonly
used here are those of the wild geese. Our
r natives distinguish two varieties, which
hitherto have never succeeded in win
ning their way to popular favor else
where. The first are those collected <oon
after the arrival of geese. These “green”
eggs are then exposed for a long time to
the genial rays of the sun, until they be
come sufficiently addled to suit the native
tgste. The second variety is somewhat
more gamy, and consists of eggs express
ly selected later on, just at the period
when mother goose was considering that
her sedentary labors were almost con
cluded. I have watched (of course, from
the windwfard side) a group of bons vi
vants gathered around a fire devouring
half-cooked rotten eggs and constantly
adding more to the pot, until they were
so completely gorged that, like drunken
men, they would fall, over, one by one,
and sleep. “Kamamok” eomes next. Com
pared with the others, it will appear de
licious. It is a mayortaise, consisting of
stale fish roe mashed up with stale salmon
berries, and highly flavored with stale
seal oil. Tumutchok is the next, and very
similar in composition. In place of .oe,
the raw livers of a small species of cjfl
fish are mixed with the berries and seal
oIL We are now at the pride of the
menu—akutok, the choicest of all Eskimo
delicacies. Tills Arctic ambrosia is com
posed of salmon berries, seal oil and deer
tallow. These ingredients are boiled to
gether, and when they cool are mixed
with snow, a refreshing compound worthy
to rank with some of our Ice cream. This
glance at the diet of society in the “upper
circle” will convince you that my account
of their odoriferous properties is not
strained.
As might be imagined, their foul food
causes much sickness among them.
Whenever anyone is even slightly indis
posed, he will come directly to us, so we
always keep a quantity of medicine at
the mission. Castor oil is of no use what
ever, for we canot convince our benight
ed invalids that it is a nauseous reme
dy and not a delicious foreign cordial.
FITS CURED
(From U. S. Journal of Medicine.)
?rof. W.H. Peeke,who makes a specialty of Epilepsy,
las without doubt treated and cured more cat eu than
my living Physician; his success is astonishing; Ws
lave heard of cases qf SOyears’standingcnred by him.
He publlshesa valuable work on this disease which he
sends with a large bottle of his absolute cure., free to
my sufferer who may send their P. O. and Espress ad-
Iress. We advise anyone wishing a cure to addresa,
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Sold by all Local Dx ugglsts. Ph U»iia M P*.
spoonfuls and allow only one dose at a
sickness, relapses Included. An old fel
low called Avunok happened to have a
slight attack of the usual complaint (it
was about the egg season) and came to
us for treatment. It was Avunok’u first
introduction to castor oil. In the trans
port of delight he unwarily exclaimed,
ashertotk!’ (splendid). His. complaint
at once assumed a chronic form, with no
prospect of recovery. He came twice a
day, and then three times. Unfortunate
ly for him, the “asterhok” betrayed
him, so we changed the treatment, and
administered a tomato can of strong
epsom salts, which immediately wrought,
a cure. Strange to say, these people
never use salt, and have no relish what
ever for anything saline. Pills present
the same difficulty as castor oil, our'pa
tients obstinately refusing “to take
them’’—for they will persist in slowly
chewing up the delightful little bon
bons. 1 let them chew tm they finish the
sixth. After, that, if more medicine is
needed. It is epsom salts, in spite of all
entreaties.
Missionaries here must expect a great
deal of medical practice. It is very im
portant and serves, moreover, to weaken
the popular confidence in the tunroks, or
sorcerers, who are called on to perform
their grotesque antics over the sick. In
our vicinity the adherents of the old
school of therapeutics have gradually
disappeared. Invalids no longer seek re
lief from a “bal masque,” or hope for
benefit from the sedative influence of the
drum and rattle.
A 1.0 ST art found.
*• Pittsburg; Man Claims That Bic CaW
Temper Copper.
the Philadelphia Press..
Pittsburg, Sept 15.-F. P. Hogan, a
Pittsburg mill man, claims to have dis
covered the prehistoric art of hardening
and tempering copper. He has already
made several trolley wheels to be experi
mented with on a local electric road.
Since copper is the best conductor for
electricity that can be used and the harder
it is the better its conducting qualities,
anticipates making a fortune in
this direction alone.
Experiments with a wire of this hard
ened copper prove that it will carry a
greater electric current than a wire of
ordinary soft copper of the same size,
hogan has produced copper as hard as
cutlery steel. He says he removes all
the sulphur from the copper, and that the
man who applies his methods to the mak
ing of steel will wear very large diamonds
later on.
Ughlning Attracted by a Pin.
From the New York Tribune.
Coroner’s Physician Donlin made his re*
port yesterday of the autopsy in the case
of Mrs. Juliet Albert, who was killed by
lightning at her home at High Island,
near City Island. last Wednesday. He
found that the lightning had been attrac
ted by a pin which Mrs. Albert wore in the
neck of her dress. The lightning struck
the point of the pin, melted it, and drove
it through her dress, embedding it in her
flesh. The skin around the pin was scorch
ed. There were no other marks on the
body.
Mrs. Albert was sitting on a piazza when
the lightning struck her. It went from
her body to a wire on the wall, and de
molished various articles in a room to
which the wire led. •
The pin which the lightning struck con
tained a large percentage of copper.
—There 1 a report that Mr. belter of
Washington and Chicago Intends to. buy
a magnificent country seat in England.
Not for himself, however; it is to be the
future home of his beautiful daughter,
the wife of G. N. Curzon, the English
author and politician.
—Sir Arthur Sullivan, it Is reported, is
to receive SIO,OOO down for the new bailee
music which he hax cnmt»o«»d *«»r iu
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