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MISCKI I.A.NY
he DEAR, dead face.
aN mciDEHT OF THE WAR.
The war I refer to was not on*
F those which we have lately had
pc, onr own hands, but that
hichafe*y«»ra ago raged so
i„- so fiercely between the
orthem and Southern States of
meric*. It was my fortune to
■ r ,.on ike Radical staff ™th a
H;,nion of the Northern army dn-
■ lg ,n«»at of that terrblo strug-
t E; and it is needless to say that
in y personal incidents came un
r ,„y notice, which will never
K™ara my memory. Not one of
em, however, made so painful
■ impression upon'me as that
Hiich I am about to descri io.
I Toward neon on the day after
He of the lieicest fights of all the
H r , & young soldier was brought
the badtlefiold, .There, by
■me mischance, he had been over
H, £B ,l r.r.d abandoned, while com
of his- far Ws grievously
■mndid than he; had been shelter
Hand tended before nightfai 1 .
poor fellow had iain al- night
Hi during the long, hours
H the morning, amid heaps of
both men and horses, suffer
He from the loss of an arm, and
Birr wounds. An array surgeon
Hiot/nuu'e, 1 nun prone to
sentiment or to feminine
at the sight of physical
Hffering, and I "in not conscious
weakness that makes me an
exception in this particular. There
however, in this youths tx—
of countenance something
c> h struck ina irresistibly, and
the strong glance of bis large
|Bght eye fixel my attention and
■ a slender youth, tail, yet
made, with a head
which, as novelist prase it, would
ecstasy to the soul of the
and every fevturo mold-
true type of manly beau
■ A sing’s glance gave nee this
outline of of rnv patient
I had time to ascertain the
Iwe or extent as h : s injuries
very brief examina'ion soor
[mo that the iifo which fol
ks had Leon ebbing so painful
| 'ay was well nigh spent; and
pust hare rea 1 the awful truth
by face, for ho whispered to
1 faintly and sadly, as I rese:
p there, then, no hope?
.«• c. there was no ho pe ! but I
speech to tell him so. for
was rising into my
and choking me, and a
hi nay eyes was blinding
au d tlje only reply I could
was a shake cf my head.
Wave spirit which ha 1 nerved
jV ttrongh the fight had kept
§| n P till now, bat now, when
fß'i..;./ial4ni , h had bri.ken upsn
passed over his paliu
of inmgled disappoint
B ftn;l resignation rlrch it.
bey on' expression to
I lost no time in giving
|B* U '“ surgical nid as his dts
condition called f*r and his
W R g strength could bear. I
dene so when an uncx
’B 61 - 'uicc addressed him ;
Weekly Gwinnett Herald,
TYLKK M. PEEPLES. )
Editor and Proprietor. f
‘•ify own dear boy! my brave he
roic bov !’
The tone was one of cheery en
ceuragement, yet feebly disgnis
ing the woe of a breaking heart;
for it war his mother's voice that
spoke, and her lips that kissed his
fevered brow. Gently bhe turned
back his (Tisorded and bloodstained
locks, dissembling with evident
effort the mother’s anguish, lost
she should add another sorrow to
the pangs '<f his dying hour.
‘My mother !' he cried, with al
most frantic delight. ‘ls it you.
rae her? How came you here? Is
it you, or am I dreaming? and as
he spoke he threw his only remain
ing ana around her neck and kigs
ed her with all the rapture of a
child. ‘Thank God!' lie continued
•
in snatches, as his failing strength
allowed him ; ‘thank God for this
blessed joy—that I see vonr face
once more, my mother. All last
night, as I lay amid the dreadful
sights aronud me, 1 prayed one
prayer in all my pain, and only
one. 'I prayed that I might look
once more upon your face, my
sweetest mother—once more hear
your voice. I seemed to pray in
vain, yet still I prayed.’
‘My poor, poor boy,’ she said
a curse upon the hand that has
brought you to this!’ and her
tears at length broke from her ccn
trol.
To the amazement of all, there
appeared t,o be so nothing in this
exclamation of his mother that
stimulated the dying youth to a
final effort of speech and motion
He half raised himself from his bed
and with that an iccountable ener
gy which sometimes marks the
closing moments ofdifa he said :
“No, no; don’t say that! Dra t
say accursed. You know not the
words you are speaking. “Oh!”
.lie cried, after a moment’s pause,
‘how shall I tell her the horiibk
tale? How can I smite her down
with sacli a blow, at such an hour?
and he fell back exhausted upon
his pillow. Tiia effort had been
too much for him, and for some
moments we doubted if tbo spirit
had not flacl. * It was only a pass
ing weakness, however, and bes re
long he rallied again Again li
spoke, but with a kind of dreamy
half consc’ousnoss —at one mo
ment gazing into his mother’s eyes
at another seemingly forgetful of
liar presence.
‘Truly it was a bloody fight, ’ he
said. ‘I Lave been in several hard
fought fights before, but they wen
all children’s paanlime compared
to that of yesterday. No sooner
had we come in sight of the eue
•my than the ringing voice of the
General was hoard:
‘At them my hoys and do your
duty!’
‘What ha pened after that, I
know not. Know not, do I t ay?
Ob, would it were true that I
know not! Begrimed with dust,
each man was confronted with h>e
own individual foe, and if there he
fighting among fiends, then surely
did our fighting resemble theirs.
I was myself wounded when a fair
haired man bore down upon me
from the opposite lino—if line it
could then be called—and I re
ceived his headlong onset with a
terrific bayonet thrust, and as he
fell I thought of Cain, and of the
deed which has made the name of
Cain a malediction forever. I
know not why, but I felt myself
•compelled to halt in the midst of
the melee to Hioel beside that fair
haired man and look at him. I
t uned him over and looked upon
his face. Ah! mother, it was—it
was—it was nay brother’s face, and
mj own arm had slain him!
The scene at that momsnt it
would not be easy (©describe. In
an instant tho weeping mothers
tears were dry, and l.er face be
came passionless as marble. My
own emotion, which I have already
acknowledged, I took no pains to
Lawrenceville, sa. Wednesday, March 28, 1883,
conceal. Rough, hard favored
soldiers standing by lisone l with
bated breath to this mare than
tragic narrative, while big tear
drops welled from their eyes un
checked and undisguised.
‘Yes,’ he continue 1, soliloquiz
ing, ‘my own arm slain him. Dear,
darling brother Fred! I laid my
face upon his, and it was cold—
that face iu our boyhood seemed
but the mirror of my own ; over
near mo—at home, at school, at
most, at play—which laughed
when 1 was glad ami wept when I
was sorrowful. Oh, would we
| both had died in those fresh bright
! days of innocence! I kissod his
! pallid lips; I looked into his eyee;
but in them no responsive glance.
He was de ul I had slain him!
The very thought that was a burn
ing madness in my brain. I. heed
ed not the can age around me. I
thought not of my own wound.
I knew not when my arm was gone
Oh, the arm that had done such a
deed deserved to perish. Forgive
me, Omy brot ler! How gladly
would I give my life tobiing thine
back again! Stay friends; do not
shut out tho blessed light. Let
in tha light. I cannot see my
mother. Fred, sweet biothor, put
up your sword, and lot us play
with flowers once more upon this
pleasant grass.’
And so he pas- ed away—to join
his hr ither, let ns hope, iu a land
where’blooma the flowers that nev
er fade, where strifes and wars aro
unknown aDd where the mysteries
and misunderstandings of our
present state are dispelled bj the
light that ’never dies.
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Reference for chiUlels mothers
grief, as well as the many voiced
"all of duty, prevented my making
at that moment the* inquiries
which erowde my mind, both as
to the history of his strangely s >r
row smitten fVmiiy and the mean*
bv which the poor mother had
room to know her son’s condition
and wheteabouts. I have often
sin e tried to trace her, bat the
search has always be#n fruitless.
They certainly belonged to the
better cV.ss of society, and I think
it likewise certain that they were
Southerners. The young brother
—vrl ich I took him to be—whose
sad narrative is here giv?n, had
probably resided for some time in
tbe North, and, becoming ir rued
with the sentiment and opinions
which charged the atmosphere
iround him, found hituseif event
nally in the ranks. In a word, I
look upon the whole episode as
one of those awful coincidences
of fact which are generally thought
to take place only in the pages of
romance, but which a wide experi
ence has taught me to believe are
by no means unf.-equent among
the unrecorded realities of life.
DISPOSING OF WIGGINS.
There is but one way to dispose
of Wiggins and his weather, and
that is to kill him. This was most
successfully and effectually done
in London, some years ago, in the
case of a famous quack almanac
maker who used to predict a 1
sorts of portentions things, woatb
erwise aud otherwise, for a year
to come, A wag wrote, an 1 a
leading journal published, this
weather quack’s obituary. Hi*
death by suicide at bis lodgings
was set forth with minute partic
ulurs. In vain did the prophet
protest through the papers that
he vas not dead. The editors pro
non iced his “cards' to be forger
ies by pretenders who wanted to
eucceei to the quack's name and
shoes. The people who had be
lieved in his i rophecies now be
lieved in bis death—and dead he
was, as a prophet, from tfiat time
forward. This is the way and the
only way, to f« re Wiggii ?, Y*n
nor and all their tribe. When the
newspapers kill them, or at at any
rate ignore them, the public will
soon follow suit And ii should
l>e thoroughly understood that
whoever next appears as a weather
prophet his obitunfy will immedi
ately follow- —Hurlfonl Times.
HOW A LITTLE ROY GAIN-
El) A PLAGE IS A WORK
Ell or.
A year or more *go, as the fore
man of one of the iron work* of
tl i 3 city, says the Detroit Free
Press, was crossing the yard one
day he espied a little skip of a boy
seemingly not over 11 years old,
sitting on tho end of a big fy
wheel and chewing the eud of bit
ter reflection.
‘Who are yen?’
‘l’m Jack.’
‘What are you domg bore?’
‘Resting.’
‘What do yon want?’
‘A job.'
Those wove tha inquiries and
answers. The bey was pale faced
and ragged, but in his steel-bluo
eyes tho foreman saw game. And
too, the idea of a waif like him set
ting out to battle the world touch
ed a tender cord iuj.be heart of a
man who had boys of liisown.and
lio set Jack to work- in the yard.
No one thought the boy would
stay a wook, aud so nq one c,%red
to ask where he cams from or who
he was. Rathe stuck. Ho was
hard-working and faithful, suit as
the weeks" went by lie paine 1
friends. One day he walked up
t® tho foreman and said:
‘7 want to learn the trade.’
•You? 11a! ha! ha! Why, Jack,
you are net big enough to handle
a cold-chisel."
‘I can whip any ‘prentice boy in
this shop!' was the earnost declare
tion.
‘.JuRt bear him! lUliv, any of
the lot could turn you wrong side
out! When you get big enough to
whip the smallest one you came to
me for a job.’
At noon that day Jack walked
up to the biggest apprentice boy
in the shop and said:
‘Come out doors.’
‘What do you want?’
M’ra going to lick you.’
‘What for?’
‘Because I wan t a chance to
learn the trade.’
The two went out., and in sight
twenty witnesses ljttie Jack
won a victory. At owe Vrclock ho
touched his. cup to the foreman
and said:
Tvo licked your higgod ‘pron
tioe and want to go to work!
Ten minutes later he hud be
come a machinist’s apprentice,
and if you go in there to-day you
will find him with greasy hands,
oily face and a head full of busi
ness ideas. Jack carries tbe koys
tso the drawers whore the steam
<rauo-e«, safety valves and other
O O 7 -ill
trimming* are kept, and he knows
the use of every tool, tho workings
of every piece of machinery, and
there is a c >nstaut cal! for Jack
here and Jack there. Before lie
is 20 he \vi 1 be a finished raaehin
ist, and before lie is 25 he mill be
foreman of st>me great shop. He
is quiet, earnest, respectful and
observing. What he does is well
done. What ha is told he never
forgets.
And Imre in Detroit art linn
drols of boys who complain that
there is no ehnuce for them, even
when they are backed by money
and influence. They wait
wait and whine and complain, and
’eive it to little waifs like Jack to
call up the game in their s ml*
and walk boldly into a groat ruanu
factoring works and sav:
I’m Here—l want a j»b!’
A prominent lawyer of Balti
more started on a journey the
other day. He bought a paper
of a newsboy in a street car while
going out Calvert street. D scov
ering that the boy had sold him a
paper published the day previous
he veiled in a severe voice.
‘Hero, you VOung frascafc * you
have sold me yesbrd-j’s pup it!’
The boy, who was just stepping
off tbe roar platform, flung back
the reply
‘Yer a liar and can’t read!’
The conductor sail he smelt
snlphtu in the stir for about a rain
ute after the boy had left tire car.
Johnny and Tommy were play
ing out in a strest where they had
been forbidden to go,
‘Hello,’ said Johnny, ‘there
comeß a spanking team?’
‘Where ?’ replied Tommy.
‘Right across the street the 7 ft:
it’s your melher and mine, and
we’d better cut sticks and got out
of this,’ which they did, with their
mothers after them.
The flat young man who paid
fifty cents for a secret that would
show him how to double his mon
ey without risk, was told to double
up the biggest bill lm could find,
before putting it iri his p >eket.
HIS LAST COURT.
A CASH OF FATHRU AND DAUOUTSRAP
PEALED FROM ARKANSAS TO A HIGH
EH TKIUUHAL.
Old Judge C lepscn, a jnstics of
the peace, was never known to
smile. Ho came to Arkansas yerrs
ago, before the “carpet buggers''
began their reckless sway, and
year altar year, by t!m will'of (lie
vo'ers, ho held his place ns magia
trnte. The lawyers who practised
in his court novor joked with him,
because every jus so >n lsnme 1
that tho old man never engaged in
levity. Every m-'ruing, no mat
ter how b id tho weather might bo.
tho old man took his place baton d
tho bar which, with his own hands,
lie had made, and every evening,
just, at a certain time hs closed hi*
books and wont homo. No one
ever engaged him in private con
versation, because lie would talk
to uo one. No one ever went to
his homo, a little cottage among
the trees in tho city's outskirts, bo
cinss he never showed a disposi
tion to ib ike welcome the visits
of those who even lived in the iin
mediate vicinity. His office was
not given him through the influ
ence of “electioneering,” because
he novar asked any man for his
vote, lie was first elected because
having been summoned in a caso
of arbitration, he exhibited she ex
o-olive side of snail a legal mind
that tho people nominated and
elected him. He soen gained the
name of the ‘hard justice,' and
every lawyer iu Arkansas referred
to his decisions. His rulings were
never rovorse 1 by the higher courts
He sh owed no sentiment in doois
ion. He stood upon the platform
of a law which lie mads a study,
no ssan disputed him.
Several days ago n womancharg
od wit h misdemeanor was arraign
ed before bun. ‘Tlie old man
(■cuius mere than evor unsteady,'
remarked a lawyer as the old man
took liis seat. ‘I don’t see kow a
man so old can stand tho vexations
of a court much longer.’
‘I am not well to day,’ said tho
./udge turning to the lawyers,‘and
any case that you may have you
will p>a«o dispatch them to the
best, and. let m'e add, quickest of,
vour ability.’
Every one saw that the old man
was unusually feeble and no one
thought of a scheme to prolong a
discussion, for all the lavvyors had
earned to almost reverence him
‘ls this the woman?’ asked the
Judge. "Who is defending tier ?’
‘I have no defense Your Honor.’
tho woman replied. ‘Xu fact Ido
not think that I need any, fur I
lm here to confess my guilt. N >
man can defend me,’ and she look
ud at the magistrate with a curi
on* gaze. ‘I have beem arrested
m a charge of disturbing tho
peace, and I am willing to submit
iiv case. lam dying dTconsump
tion, Judge, and I know that any
ruling made by the law can have
i ttle effect on me,’ and she cough
ed a hallow, vacant cough, and
drew around her au old black
shawl that aha wore. The express
ion on the face of the magistrate
remained unchanged, but hist eye
lids dropi ed ami ho did not raise
them when the woman continue t :
As I say, no man can defend me.
I am too near that aw fill approach
to pass which we know is everlasl
ing death to soal and to bo iy.—
Years ago I was a child of bright
est promise. I lived with my pa
rentsin Kentucky. Way ward and
lighthearted, I was the admired of
all the gay society kilown in our
neighborhood. A man cam* and
professed his lovo for me. I don’t
aav this, Judge, to excite jour
sympathy. I have many and urn,
tiy a time been drawn before courts
bat I never before spoke of my
p*nt life.’ She coughed again and
caught a flow of bh od on a 1 and
kerchief which aho passed to her
lips. ‘I apeak of it now because I
know that this is the last court on
earth before which I will bo ar
raigned. I was fifteen years old
when I fell iu love with the man.
My father said tie was a bail man,
but I lovsd him. lie came again
and again, and when mv father
aid that he should come no m >: o
I ran away and rnairied him. ifv
father said I should never came
'o neag in. 1 had always been
his pride and had loved him so
dearly, but he said that I mustnev
er again eonno to his house—my
home, th» home of n»v youth and
h*ppine«« How I longed to see
hhn. How I yearned to put n y
head on bis breast. Mv husband
b*eame addicted to drink. He
abused me. I wrote to my father,
asking him to let me come home,
|Vol. XIII.—No. 2'
but the answer that came was,
do not know you !’’ My husband
died—yes. cursed Go I and died !
Homeless and wietched, and with
my little boy, I went eut into the
world My child died and l b w
ed down and wspt over a pauper’s
gravo. I wrote to my father again
but ho answered : “I know nut
those who disobey mv command
men's. I turned away from that
letter hardened, I etnbrs -e l sin
I rushed madly into vice. Ispurn
s.l ray teachings. I wk* time and
tiias again er-rcatod. Now 1 am
hero.’ •
Several lawyers rushed forward
A crimson (ids flowed from her
lip*. They loaned her lifeless
head back against tho ebair. The
old magistrate had net rinsed Ins
oyos. “Great God, said a lawyer.
“h.> it dead ” The women was Ins
daughter.
THE FIRST MORMON MAh
Rl AGE.
The (irst ‘celestial marriage’ ®e
cured by stealth, on the banks of
tho Missiesipi, near Nauvoo, 111.
Joseph Smith ‘sealed’ to James No
bio a second wife. Noble's first
wife soon died of broken heart,
and the second wife went insane
and also died. \Y tun Smith mar
ried Noble, the l&tter also marriod
Smith ton second wife. The lirsl
Mrs Smith clung to the prophet
until a mob killed him, and t| ien
married a Gentile, and at last nc
counts was still living at Nauvoo.
Iu defiance of polygamy the exam
pies of Abrihum, Isaac, Jacob, Mo
bus, ,/oshtM, David and Solomon
aro cited In corroboration of the
‘Hook of Mormon' wo are pointed
to tne burned cities of Paleuvuc
and Fxmal, in Central America;
to the mounds in the Mississippi
valley, and to other well known
vestiges of a pre historic race.
W lion a(. ood Mormon dios who
‘has lived up to his religion,’ and
has a dozen or two wives and fifty
or sixty children, he does not bo
como a more a age!, like an online
ry Christian—ho becomes a gad,
with a world of hiu own to reign
over. A Mormon wife who oppos
os i bo polygamous marriage of her
husband goes to hell and is ‘de
strayed.' A moimon who obeys
the mandates of the church in
most respect*, but neglects to ‘go
into polygam*' becomes a mere
at.gel, who must bo a kind of eelos
Inti servant to the go Is and other
angels, lbs wife must share the
same humiliating fata. The doc
trine of ‘blood atonement’ is sirn
ply this : If au apostate’s throat
is cut, the spilling of his blood
upon the ground will .*uve his
soul. If ho in left to die a natural
death bra « nil wdl go to bed. A
great in my apostate souls hire
lx>tn saved in Utah. This, in *nb
stance, is flio Mormon rrligian.*
Ncvar go to bed with cold foot.
It is better to sit up an hour, if
need be, to warm them, r ather
turn to lie uwuko suffering for
three hours and then have a vio
lent cold for a long Umo as the re
suit.
Ni-ver eat a;iy article of food
simply to save it, as tlia etoioucho
cannot well afford to do extra la
bor just for the sake of s ,ving a
few mills. It is letter to throw
such thing* to the swina or the
birds. Dyspepsia implies a loss
! r greater than could possibly re
suit from the loss of a little food,
which ordinarily, might bo kept
till the next maul.
Never cat in haste, in erase
queue* of u want of timo. It is far
bottej to lake one half of tho uau
nl amount of food (that might be
enough even) than to rend or the
meal indigestible by imprenoi
haste. Y< hat is gained in time
is lost in the amount of nou’i«h
moot appropriated. It is emphnt
ically true in this case that “haste
mak«s Waste.”
Never imagine that the more
you eat the mere you will be oeur
islied, for the opposite is often
true. We are nourished by what
we digest and no„ bv whut ii; taken
into the stemaeh. In somr cases
Ihe labor of digestion destroys
mars strength than tho amount
o' ro vishmont will nff >-d. Thet#
>• “ore practical starvation from
eating too ranch than toe, lit,)*.
It is a bud case when a man who
never in his life owned an umbra!
!», explain* that he took yours
from the ruck in the church entry
by mistake. Breaching does not
assist people of that sort
W hat '8 tho boundary which
separates a smile from a tear?
(r.VO it up.
Th* uoee!
AS
An Advertising Medium
The HERALD it Untijuaitd Ay
reason of it* extensive eireu/afim and
remarkably low rate*. Business men
sheruld remember this.
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// Klt A I. n JOIt OFFICE
LETTER FROM NEW YORK.
I.ATKST FASHIORADLE ISTELLIOSRCR.
New York. March 1783.
Every one is now talking about
the fashions for the coming sea»
sen, although, even in Paris ths
Spring styles ars not definitely
settled.
Lace frill* and roehes, b ack,
white and eern will be much worn.
The new finises and ruches for the
neck nr« very wide and full, nnl
are nearly a yard long, so as to
form s jn’oot down in front. Vsl
onciennss lace i* returning to fa
vor for evening wear, tho new Nor
mandy patterns being very deli
cate and tasteful.
Many of the earlier novoltieg in
Spring bonnets bare tho most* of
the triinm'ng placed upon too
crowns, some of wnich are com
plelely covered with tiny loops of
satin ribbon ; others have tire brim
covered with a flat rufllo of cream
luce, and the soft crown of dark
velvet. Other new bonnets tr ra
rued witii upright frills of gather
ered lace, bows of nbVon with
forked ends and aaany email flaw
era look vory aspiring and defiant.
The favorite Paris bonnet is tha
very close capote. Black lace Iron
net* covered wiib many frills of
black lace will bo much worn The
new color in the way es Easter bon
not* is a mixture of red, orange
and anabsr shades for ribbons and
tufts. A shaded straw of crushed
currant and strawberry is a novel
ty displayed by milliners.
Thorn i* a great amount of fan
cy jswalry worn just now, and
some is very protty. A short time
ago it seemed tho jeweler s art
to put as much weight of geld
io on# diamond as ho ould man
age ; now he is to see how many
stones he can eet on au infitesi
mal amount of the precious met
al Cat head and cat paw orna
monl* are in high favor.
Tho now wraps, pel#*! bob, sevrfa
dolmans and visites are all male
bouffant on the top of tho shoul
ders. The new printed sateens
are very attractive and are to be
used this eeaeon in conjunction
with *df colored material*. Groat
taste and tact are necos.a-ry in
combining tho two fabrics.
Black gros grain silk is now as
popular as ever. Many of the new
iy imported costumes are made en
tiroly of it. Others are garnished
with jot applique bands and orna
merits in now and beautiful de
signs ; but the majority of them
aro half lirodie velvet or Bitin
breehe. There is a great deal of
discussion abont the different
brands of black silk, their wearing
qualities, brilliancy, mellowness,
purity of dye, pliability, liability
to crush or cut, &e„ &c., every la
dy and dealer defending a favor-
ite brand. It is said that Lord &
Taylor, corner 20th etreot and
Broadway, have just received from
twelve of the host manufacturer*
more than one thousand pieces of
black silk—a collection embracin'?
•very grade and weight, and thus
affording buyers an unoaqnalad
assortment from which te choose,
and they aro offered for leas than
such giods have ov<r been sold.
Lord tt Taylor send samples of
goods to all wh i nr® to lia-o
thorn, and every judicious woman
who desires to dress woll, can
through their mail order depart
uieut, know someb ing of their
new importations and new fabrics
before finishing her Spring Rhop
ping.
A stylish black silk costume is
trimmed with a flounce of crimson
and black aatin [striped], frmu
drapery of same, and sash giacefnl
ly looping back brea Ith, rows of
crimson and black ribbon on c r
sage, which has tulle rutiles with
erioopon dots at ths throat and
sleeves.
The newest silks in colors are
so'id, small pat'oraed brocades iu
dark shades with a border of ! ro
cadet fliwers, in their natural
hues, running up one sd - < f ths
material. A moderate quantity f
new brocaded, piaided or checked
silk converts an old msrveiileiu
satin into a hvndnsmo Spring cos
tunis. 1 will ksop my wits'an l
pencils sharpened j n mj tour
among Importers for a future dis
qnisitioa upon Spring styles
Faxsv.
A New York lovsr stabbed a girl
because she rejected him. This
should warn all tho girls that the
safest way to reject ain an is to
leave town and seud him a postal
card.
It is said t hat kissing cures frock
les, and an exchange remark* tint
every red heided girl in the iouu
try knows belter.