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TIIK BEADTY OF THE ARM.
WOMEN WHO EXHIBIT GRACIOUS
CURVES AND SOFT DIMPLES.
Bow Laura Holloway Langford Sur
prised People W 7 it!i Her Wedding.
Fortunes in Teacups—Where One
Novelist Gets Her Material —Odd
Fancies In Gems.
(Copyright.)
New York, May 17.—We are going to
have an era of arms. In a general way
arms are things we have with us always,
but the chances are we shall see more of
them. The long glove has moderated its
ambition; it stops as soon as it has turned
the corner of the elbow. One woman in
twenty has a prettily modeled elbow, and
she, you may be sure, does not cover its
dimples with either glove or sleeve. Glove
etiquette seems to be a little more liberal
than it was before we wore the Greek gown.
There are daring spirits who regard its
classic folds as wairant for baring the arm
from fingertip to shoulder. There are even
those who maintain that by wearing the
Recumier dress the same dispensation from
gloves may be obtained. Ella Wheeler
W ilcox, for example, when she puts on a
short-waisted white silk, is never shy about
exposing her long, rounded arms.
The smoke of the fight about the decol
lete bodice has never enveloped the arm.
Annie Jenneas Miller says that if a woman’s
arm is pretty she should give its shapeliness
frankly to tne world; if it is not pretty she
should study sleeves. The ideal arm has a
beauty of a wholesome, almost of a pastoral
order; it bears showing. It is clear-skinned
and rounded and there is a gracious dimple
just at the side of the elbow. The skin is
soft, but the flesh Is firm. Beneath its
smooth contour it is instinct with the
strength that supports a tired child. It is u
blemish if the lines are so full as to suggest
the seraglio rather than the green fields.
Women who know anything about arms
have thrown their bracelets away. It is
mistaken policy to call attention to a poor
arm and a good one is never so beautiful as
■when naked. One oflen sees the value of a
wrist absolutely destroyed by a bangle.
Gloved or ungloved, sleeved or unsleeved,
braceleted or without jewels, the arm
grows in lmportanceevery day. Genevieve
Ntebbins Thompson and Mine. Alberti and
Henrietta Crane Russell and Mabel Jenne-s
and tbe rest of the aesthetes and physical
culturists and Debar leans have been teach
ing us all winter to pose, and tbe pity is we
begin to “make” our arms before we have
taken our degrees. The results are com
monly rid.culous or harassing.
The arms of the woman who is not natu
rally graceful always looks stiff and harsh
as they lie in her lap motionless. If she is
not bitten with any of tbe artistic fads she
makes an awkward hoop of them with fin
gers interlaced. If she has been anding a
little amateurish studying of classical col
lections sue extends them or lets them bang
at full length unflexed in hard, straight
lines. Tbe first piece of advice which a
well-wisher would give such a woman
•would be that shealluw both arms to fall iu
free, easy positions, slightly relaxed at tbe
elbows or with the hand drooping a litde at
wrist, but that she should not allow her
loft arm to know what her right arm is do
lug, Une ought usually to take a somewhat
different position from the other, Oise you
overdo the bi-lateral symmetry and look
like a jointed doll.
But it is w hen a woman moves that real
difficulties arise. Many a girl who makes
capita! out of handsome arms when she
throws them into relief on the tennis ground
flaps like a seal if she shakes hands iu a
drawing room. The difference is partly in
the environment; partly, sometimes in the
gown. There’s no getting graceful motion
if your dress has a French lit at the shoulder
seams. Most women think there is a fine
reserve in restrained gesticulation, and it is
true that the woman does not exist
■who can attitudinise iu private life
without considerable danger of
making herself ridiculous. It is com
monly assumed that the effect has
been calculated if a pretty girl in
dulges in a movement as charming and
natural as that of raising her arms to adjust
her hair. But because a woman’s arms
must be kept well within the picture and
backed against the person, it does not
follow that she should move her arms, as
most women do, only from the elbows. No
gesture could be worse possibly. It ex
presses the little, the petty, the ungracious,
the over-anxious to enter the camp of the
40l ! . It stamps a woman at once as nervous
and awkward, an overgrown schoolgirl.
Every dignifiod arm motion starts from the
shoulder. Iu this way only can one get
curve or swing. Elbow motion is mechan
ical. all angles.
You can tell much about a woman by the
way in which she shakes hands. The pump
handle motion, fashionable this past winter,
was distinctly vulgar, almost as much so as
the present squaring of tbe shoulders, ex
tension of the elbows and swaggering
clutch of the pockets which is sold to one
girl in every four with her spring jacket.
Many a woman who is gracefully cordial
with an intimate falls back on ainarionette
like wagging from the elbow if called upon
to say "How do you do?” to an important
person of whom she stands somewhat in
awe. The giving of the hand must be a
whole arm motion, but the arm should not
be extended at full length, except in impul
sive welcome; it may he kept rather near
tbe body and the hand allowed to fall low.
The harp, the zither, the violin are so
many chances for arms. If a girl is round
limbed it is getting, almost impossible for
her to look at the pictures of the Pompeian
pipe players and the Greek gii Is playing the
tuba without going straightway to join a
ladies’ orchestra. Mrs. Elia Dietz Clymer
owes much of her reputation as the •‘beau
tiful” president of Sorosis to her use of her
arms. She never forces them. If she dis
poses herself statuesquely against the high
back of her carved chair she is content with
60 much of picturequeness as is compatible
with the calm poise of a good presiding
officer. If occasion arises for her to throw
an active expression into her posture site
gets just the permissible effect, no more, no
less, out of her graceful arms. But no
woman off the stage has the actress’s oppor
tunity.
Lillian Russell has splendid, ripe, full
colored arms; a little heavy perhaps, and
suggesting the Turkish bath rather than the
sunshine, but strong throughout and firm;
such arms as speak of the fullness of recog
nition before tbe coming of the marks of
time’s invasion.
Julia Marlowe has a lithe, graceful, young
arm; it reminds one of Margaret Mather’s
before that young woman quarreled with
her manager and began to grow fleshy. And
yet Miss Mather’s arm was always too long.
Miss Marlowe’s is exquisitely proportioned
and clearly, daintily modeled. It is a Diana
arm, or rather that of one of Diana’s
nymphs more youthful than the huntress.
It lias about it no mark of passion.
Mrs. Kendal’s arm when she is on the
stage is like her face as one sees it off the
stage, serenely and healthfully matronly.
Her upper arm is peculiarly muscular. Her
skin has a creamy tint, and the elbow is ir
reproachable; but there is a certain exact
ness, not amounting to precision, about her
arm motions which contradict the youthtul
ness of some of her parts and remind one of
her children and her many virtues.
Carmencita could uat have become the
rage she is but for her soft, olive-tinted ex
pressive arms that dance quite as much as
her feet, but are even more graceful as they
lie heavily on her knees after the impas
sioned performance than during their music
quicked life as they wave and circle above
her piquant, dark-eyed face.
Lib Lehman has extremely handsome
arms. A sculptor might model them You
never appreciate their beauty when she is
on the stage, because your attention is dis
trac edby her orange-colored wig and the
yards on yards of cashmere with which she
curtuuslv disfigures the goddesses of Wal
baiia. If she would only give them half a
ciiauce her arms are splendidly warm-
I skinned, majestically strong—the very arms
j of Bru hilde or Isolde.
Patti’s arms are like pearl satin in color,
and texture. AlbaniV are not well formed.
Mrs. Hodgson Burnett treats her arms
about the least skillfully aud Genevieve
Stebbins has about the best arms of con
temporaneous femininity. Mrs. Burnett’s
arm is short and too heavy, and yet she w ill
sleeve it iu large patterned brocades and
even allow a b g round puff to shorten it
still more at the elbow. Genevieve Steb
bins, the Delsartean, is a big, lovely woman
and she has a big. lovely arm, like Judic’s,
but better finished and more delicately
modeled. Tbe skin is transparent aDd
ruddy, and there is more force in it than is
sometimes shown in sturdy rolls and knots
of muscle.
Of society belles, Mabel Wright, now
Mrs. Yznaga, had perhaps the widest spread
reputation for arms.
Mi.-s Elizabeth Bisland has the prettiest
arms of any writing woman, with a young
and virginal delicacy of rounding.
The prettiest wrist I over saw belonged to
a mite of a school teacher less than five feet
high who was built hand and foot like au
intaglio Venus. The commonest fault in a
woman’s arm is too large an elbow, there is
petulance and not strengtn in such an artic
ulation. Everybody remembers the strug
gle of Mrs. James Brown Potter’s teachers
with her irrepressibles.
LAURA HOLLOWAY LANGFORD.
Now that Laura C. Holloway has mar
ried the secretary of the Brooklyn and
Brighton Beach Railioad Company, it may
be permissible to remark that the is a very
clever woman and can keep a secret most
admirably, especially when it concerns her
own wedding. The last time the name was
signed under which so many volumes have
been written was only an hour or two be
fore the very quiet ceremony. “I have
been trying to got away from home for rest
and change,” so said a hasty note scribbled
to a friend, “and must hurry off to-day if
I am to return in season for the Seidl So
ciety’s annual meeting.” Imagine the
friend’s stupefaction when afterward it ap
peared that the rest and change so coolly
mentioned, being interpreted, meant a
bridal journey.
Mrs. Hollow ay’s marriage may be called
a woman’s club romance, for Col. Lang
ford stood behind her big musical society
all last summer, and was instrumental in
obtaining for it private cars to tbe concerts
at Brighton Beach and special beach privi
logos.
The great people’s palace and open house
which Mrs. Holloway pnoooses to have her
pet institution build iii Brooklyn next fall
is copying, in some particulars, the plan of
alit.le Brooklyn school ma’am who, two
years ago, went to Chicago and has there
put up, by her own energy and without
capital to start with, a largo and handsome
office building. Getting au option on three
lots in a fine location, this woman with a
business bead went quietly about among
clubs, societies and business men, finding
people who wanted rooms and offaring to
supply just such suites ns they might
sketch for her. In this way she
knew what her building would fetch
before ground for it was broken, and so
good was her judgment that *25,000 was
offered her for her option before she had
half done canvassing. In the same way
Mrs. Holloway Langford’s people’s palace
will probably be headquarters for women
organizations in Brooklyn, and will bo built
with special reference to club and studio
needs. As its name indicates it will brighten
the lives of the poor, as Besaut’s original
dees iu London.
FORTUNES IN TEA CUPS.
“Fortune-Teller to the Four Hundred;” it
wouldn’t be a bad sign, and really there is a
woman who might almost lay claim to the
distinction, for in the revolution of fads aud
fashions in their orbits that which is oldest
comes round again. Of course not a girl of
them would own to being superstitious, but
to put on one’s “swagger” spring suit and
pay a swagger price for a visit to a dark
ened woman with a red turban marked with
Egyptian characters about her head lends a
mild flavor of interest to an afternoon. The
woman is clever, for she really keeps au owl.
It’s a great mistake for a sorceress to grudge
little additions like that to her parapher
nalia. She wears broad, heavy bracelets on
her w rists and wraps something red about
her shoulders. Otherwise her environment
is proiaic, and, she being for the moment in
luck,quite uumysteriously aud iuartistically
comfortable.
She has taught all fashionable New York
that to dream you see a poet is a sign you
will lose money. It is supposed that tuis will
widen the gap between Bohemia and McAl
listerville. A girl who was going abroad
for the London season dreamed a duke was
in love with her and was very much cast
down on learning that she would be apt to
marry a needy aud shiftless fellow. We all
dread nowadays to dream of stockings, un
less they are ootton ones, or of broken para
sols. The dream we long for is of pots of
jelly, for long life and good fortune, or of
picking violets, for happiness in love.
At a May party in a country house on
Long Island last week a colored auntie was
called in to tell fortunes by tea grounds.
She was very black aud she had a most
lively and mischievous pickaninny whom
she called Alphonso. \\ hen the prettiest
girl in the party had handed liar cup the
soeress shook the grounds well about in it
and then reversed it for a few minutos into
the saucer. The pretty girl didn’t scold
when Alphonso grinned in her face like an
imp from the lower regions, and Alphonso’s
mamma showed proper gratitude by an
nouncing a clover leaf and a ring. lam
afraid I scowled on tho little rascal, for in
my cup she discovered a snake, thereby
sending me of course, for my own peace of
mind, into the ranks of them that scoff aud
disbelieve.
WHERE ONE NOVELIS T GETS HER MATERIAL
Mrs. Mary E Bryan says that she projects
any story she may be writing before her
mind in a series of pictures, which she ap
proves if they seem natural and well com
posed, re-sketclios if in any part they appear
out of line. 8!.o looks for material to" tie
people she meets every day, to the man who
fetches milk or fills the icebox, to the con
ductor of a street car or tbe boy iu a
grocery store. Sometimes sbe goes into a
shop for no reason but that a glimpse of an
interesting face has prompted a desire for
conversation. Mrs. Bryan is an assidu
ous reader of newspapers for inci
dents and skeletons of plots, and to
“shoot folly as it flies and catch manners
living as they rise.” One source of her
material is unique. She conducts the corre
spondence column of one of Mu nro’s publi
cations, and refuses to give it up, though
pressed for time aud frequently offered re
lief. The flood of letters with which s eis
thus deluged makes her a kind of mother
confessor for girls from Maine to Mexico,
and in smoothing out their little senti
mental and otoer difficulties she learns a
good deal about average human nature,
which is useful to a story teller.
AN OLD MUSICAL GENIUS.
Brooklyn possesses a musical genius in
the shape of a young woman who doesn’t
know one note on the piano from another,
and to whom a sheet of written music is an
unfathomable document, and yet wno im
provises, composes and plays accurately
from memory with a sense of harmonic
proportion and a feeling for melody that
stamp her as a very exceptional example of
the highly organized musical temperament.
This peculiarly gifted pianist is a slender,
brown-haired girl whose name is Georgie
H. Boyden, and many of whose composi
tions possess so much merit that they have
been put on paper for her by trained
musicians. To such collaborators she
plays hor pieces over and over
until they have caught and
transcribed every detail of note and
expression. “Passion’s Conflict” thus writ
ten out has been made known all over the
country by Gilmore’s band. “Carlotta,”
“The Land of the Rocking Chair,” “Day
Dreams” and “Norda” are other studies that
have obtained popularity. Her latest song
composition is to the words of Edmund
Clarence Stedman’s “Toujour Amour.”
Miss Boy den’s execution os a pianist is
ready, vigorous and animated. Max
TIIE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, MAY 18, 1800-TWEI.VE PAGES.
Maretzek has urged her to display her won
derful tale: tby playing in public, but she
has shru k from so doing. In her own par
lor she has only to hear a composition once,
no matter how difficult, before sLe can play
it with remarkable accuracy.
MEMENTOES OF MIIE. BLAVATSKY.
When Annie Besant arrives in this coun
try full of her zeal for theosophy, it may
interest her to know that her new friend,
Mine. B avatsky, when she shook the dust
of America off her sacred feet, left behind
her many of her old Indian idols, embroid
ered s: utfs and earrings. When the Russian
seeress had her Lamasery in New York
Sarah Cowell, tbe Browning reader, who is
one of the most interesting figures in pro
fessional life, dabbled in the new-old
religion and received from Mm a. Blavatsky
mementoes enough to make her apartments
a perfect treasuie house of souvenirs.
Mrs. Besant comes so newly from
the presence, however, that relics may have
little value in her eyes. It will be inter
esting to seo if she can tell as strange tales
of the Blavatsky’s powe s as one may hear
from Laura Hollo ay Langford. It is to
be bn pel I that Mrs. 1! saut will lecture, for
there are few more interesting speakers. I
have heard her address the match girts in
the East End of London when she stirred
one’s blood like dnuking wii.o. She is not
a beautiful woman, but her face is wonder
fu.ly attractive, rather sad but full of force
and, once seen, always to be remembered.
Her children are said to love her with abso
lute loyalty, though her husband and
Walter Besint, her brother-in-law, have
taken them a way from her.
ODD FANCIES IN GEMS.
Mr. and Mrs. Edmuod Russell have quite
convinced those of us who can’t have tnein
t hut diamonds are unbecoming. And in
deed you can buy them by weight, as accu
rately, if not as cheaply, as their first cous
ins of the coalbin. There’s something more
interesting about a ring with a history,
such a on- for instance as that narrow bad
of enamel which “Bab” says somebody
bought for her in a shop at St. Petersburg
and which cost more because of the story
that it had been worn by the great Cath
erine. The ring is too large for Bab’s fln
f er, so she wears a guard over it aud prays
or faith to believe its traditions.
The woman who wears the tartan wears
agates, for now-a-days we watch in every
way possible, and tartans and agates, the
agate being almost a sacred stone witu tho
Scotch, go together. One woman whom I
kno w has taken two bracelets of fine moss
agates that were family heirlooms aud con
verted them into a handsome girdle.
The woman who would wear an opal
would walk under a ladder on Friday, the
13th, very probably. And yet the woman
who was born in October can look on its
fascinating fires without dread of misfor
tune.
A coy and dainty maid wears an exquisite
moonstone set in silver, and the man who is
to marry her believes that tbe translucent
st me has a a magic power, and that by
framing it in harmony with the “silvery
light of the moon” he turned her heart to
ward him.
The ruby? Yes; the passionate, glowing
stone, is, they say, a human soul in its last
transmigration. To one happy woman it is
a mascot, and she firmly believes that if she
laid it aside she would lay by good fortune.
Tho sapphire brings joy, aud one can eas
ily believe it when one looks at the splendid
stone that shines out from among Mrs.
Willie Aster’s jewels.
Amber is the stone of tho devotee. It
means spiritual enthusiasm. The ambitious
woman wears the topaz.
And pearls! No; bride3 wear them, but
pearls are tears.
Eliza Putnam Heaton.
CONQRBSSMBN’i doubles.
Members who Look Alike Confounded
by Strangers.
Fro n the New York Sun.
Washington, May 10. —The other night
a member of congress from New York was
standing in Willard’s hotel. The rotunda
was crowded with visitors. A national con
vention was being held, and Wiilard’s was
tho headquarters for tho delegates. Electric
lights made the rotunda as light as day.
Scores of persons were circulating through
tho corridors. The soft click of the ivory
spheres In the billiard room gave a staccato
effect to the murmur of conversation and
the music of the electric bells. The con
gressman stood watching a game of billiards
through an open door. A weil-rlressed
gentlemen put a twenty-dollar note into his
hand as he was passing aud said, “I’m much
obliged.”
The representative was dumfounded. He
shouted after the stirauger, who came back
and inquired what was the matter.
"This i2O bill,” the congressman an
swered; “what does it mean?”
“That’s all right,” the stranger replied.
“It’s kind in you to try to make me think
that you had forgotten that I borrowed it; I
do that thing myself sometimes.”
“But you never borrowed it of me,” the
representative replied.
“O, yes I did,” said the stranger. “I met
you at ths entrance of the House of Repre
sentatives yesterday afternoon and asked
you for it. Don’t you remember it?”
“You are certainly mistaken,” was tho
reply. "I never saw you before, and I
positively never loaned you any money.”
“Are you not Frank Lawler of Chicago?”
the stranger asked.
“Oh! no; I am not Mr. Lawler; but I un
derstand it now. I am a friend of Mr.
Lawler. We sit very near each other iu
the House. I have been mistaken for him
several times while upon the floor.?’
The statement was true. The clerks and
eve i the pages had frequently taken tho
gentleman for Mr. Lawler.
On the following evening the Hon.
Frank Lawler stood in the corridor at
W illard’s. A hundred busy feet were mov
ing over the marble floor.' A string band
iu the ante chamber leading to the dining
room was reciting the sorrows of McGintv.
Lawler was blowiug wreaths of smoke into
the air from a fragrant Havana. A
dapper litle fellow with a glossy beard, a
cutaway coat und check trousers rushed up
to him and said: “I’m a little short to
night. I wish you’d loan me $lO. I got
the wrong horse at the races to-day. ”
Lawler clinched the cigar between his
teeth, placed his hands behind his back and
regarded the little fellow with stoical
indifference.
“You might make it twenty while you’re
about it,” trie stranger continued. "I’ve
got a dead sure tip for to-morrow.”
Frank puffed a cloud of smoke over his
head, and then said: “What’s your little
game? What do you take me for? Chicago’s
got the fair. What racket aro you working,
anyhow?”
“Why, I used to work at the case with
you years ago when you set type on the
Home, Sentinel ,” the stranger replied.
“Oh, you’re way off,” Frank responded.
“I’m no printer.”
“Why, are you not , member of
congress from New York city?”
“No,” Frank replied with a laugh, “but a
great many people take me for him. I
don’t know why it is. I’m sure that I’m
a great deal better looking than he is.”
The stranger apologized, but he got
neither the S2O nor the $lO note.
* * * * * • *
These two congressmen are not the only
ones in the House who resembles each other.
So many have doubles that the new repre
sentative finds it difficult to fix the faces of
his fellow-members in his mind. Some
months ago one£of them had oecasi m to
visit the Postmaster General. He intro
duced himself to Mr. W anamaker, and was
treated very cordially. The cabinet officer
listened with much courtesy to his reouest,
and promised to grant it. It concerned the
fate of a country democratic postmaster out
in lowa.
A month or six weeks pisso-l and the
postmaster still held his place, regardless of
Mr. Wanarnaker’s promise. One day, while
upon the floor of the House, the new mem
ber crossed over to the democratic side of
the chamber. To his astonishment he saw
Mr. Wanamaker sitting in an easy chair, in
front of a glowing grate. The Postmaster
Ueneral was iu earnest conversation with
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nay vote was being taken. Caruth got up
to answer to his name, and the new mem
ber made a dead set for Wanamaker.
“Good morning,” he said, as he dropped
into the chair vacated by Mr. Caruth.
“You don’t remember me, I see.”
“No, sir,” was the reply; "but I know
that you are on the republican side of the
H< mse.”
“I am Mr. , from the lowa
district.”
“Well, I’m very glad to make your ac
quaintance,” said his companion.
The republican showed a trace of indigna
tion in his manner. “I just want to tell
you,” he said, “that that fellow is in the
postoffice yet, and my man isgoitingalittle
impatient. If you are going to do anything
for me the time to do it is now, right away.
I want to get that democrat out and put a
good republican in. They will be holding a
congressional convention out there in a few
weeks, and the matter is a little important
to me.”
Here the Postmaster General looked more
than surprised. “What do you mean?”
“Do you mean to tell me,” said the new
member, “that you have forgotten your
promise?”
“Whv, I know your face,” was the reply,
“but I’m not conscious of having ever
spoken to you at all before.”
“Well, Mr. Wanamaker, you may boa
good man, but ■”
He was broken off short.
“Great heavens! you don’t take me for
the Postmaster General, do you?” exclaimed
tbe representative. “I am not Mr. Wana
inaker. I’m Mr. Goodnight of Kentucky.”
Tho republican half arose and looked Mr.
Goodnight in the eye. He was apparently
disposed to dispute his word, but, after
some seconds, replied: “Excuse me, Mr.
Goodnight, but did anybody ever tell you
that you looked like John Wanamaker?”
“Yes,” was tne reply. “I’m stopped on
the avenue two or three times a day. Clark
son mistook me for Wanamaker once, and
Harry Bingliatu always asks my opiniou
boforo ho reports a bill from the postofliee
committee/’
****** #*
There is a remarkable resemblance be
tween Roger Q. Mills and Henry J. Spooner
of Pdiode Island, chairman of the commit
tee on accounts. They are loth so hand
some that it is difficult to tell which is the
best looking. Both have bright, laughing
eyes, and bnth are very courteous. It is
shid that since the hearing upon the tariff
bill began Spooner’s iife has not been as
pleasant as ic used to be. Importers and
others interested frequently take him for
Mr. Mills. They compliment him upon the
tariff biff that he drew up in the last con
gress, and urge hitn to do what he can to
keep hides ou the free list. On the other
hand, democrats cordially nudge him in
the ribs aud congratulate” him on the mis
takes that the republicans are making.
Mr. Mills is not so badly off. There are
lots of now employes in tbe House, how
ever, and once in a while one of them urges
him to do something for him under the
impression that he is chairman of tho com
mittee on accounts. Mills laughingly
promises to do what be can when the mat
ter comes up, aud Col. Spooner gets the
benefit of it.
* * * * * *
Messrs. Walker and Stone of Missouri
puzzle the new members. They look alike
when apart, but aro readily distinguishable
when together. Both are remarkably re
served and inclined to be taciturn. John
Tarsney of Kansas City tells a good story
concerning Walker. Tarsney says that one
of the new democratic members of congress
took AValker to task for Mr. Stone’s speech
against a ponsion bill. Mr. Walker did not
understand exactly what-he was driving at,
and assured him that he was in favor of
paying pensions honestly due.
"Well, then, don’t make any more
speeches like the last one, if you are,” the
democrat replied. “Northern democra s
have hard enough work to get back to con
gress as it is now, without overloading them
with anti-pension tain.”
Mr. Tarsney says that the northern dem
ocrat afterward discovered his mistake and
made a handsome apology to Mr. Walker.
He blushed like a school girl when he re
ceived it. •
* * * * * * *
There are two men on the republican side
of the House who look enough alike to be
twin brothers. They are Louis E. McComas
of Hagerstown, Md.,and William D. Owen
of Lngimsport, lud. McComas is a sharp,
shrewd lawyer, and Owen bos been a min
ister of the Christian church. Tne former
is a member of tue committee on appropria
tions, aud the latter is chairman of the
committee ou immigration and naturaliza
tion. Tho District of Columbia appropria
tion biff was the first appropriation bill
passed. McComas drove it through the
House with lightning-like speed. It is said
that several Washingtonians congratulated
the Rev. Mr. Owen oil the ability be had
displayed in securing tho appropriations for
the dis; rict, and assed him into the res
taurant to have something.
McComas’ experiences are, however, not
so pleasant. The doorkeepers say that he
was recently stopjied at the corridor by a
matronly lady, wearing black lace mits
and gold eyeglasses, who threw up both
hands on seeing him, and said: “La,
brother Owen, bow do y u do? Why, I
haven’t seen you in a dog’s age.”
A resemblanca that troubles new mem
bers is that between Gen. Thomas Jefferson
Cluilie of California and the Hon. John J.
Hemphill of South Carolina. The gentle
men 100 k alike, but aro of n different tem
perament. Hemphill is courtly and
deliberate in manner. He is eminently
argumentative ard agreeable in debate.
South Carolina never had a more worthy
representative. Clunic, on the contrary, is
as active as a ferret and as snappy as a steel
trap. He began operations in the House by
securing an appropriation of $200,000 for a
public building is, San Jose. It was the
finest piece of political engineering that has
been seen in many a year. California
never had a more worthy representative.
Clunie’s success upon the floor of the
House, however, has been dampened by a
misfortune. Some time ago it is said that
he went into a little bus ness enterprise with
Senator Hearsl. Clunie is reported as say
ing that they filled a tram on the Central
Pacific railroad with California wine. Their
intention was to bring the wine to Washing
ton and distribute it among the members
who supported the San Jose bilL Unfortu
nately the wine was buried in a snow
blockade on the Sierra Nevadas. At last
accounts, if Clunie is to be believed, there
were forty feet of ice over the train, and it
Ft k$ as though congress would adj urn bo
fure tho w ine reaches Washington. It must
be mortifying to Mr. Hemphill to bo asked
every day “if that wine has got here yet."
These are not the only Instances of ner
sonal resemblance in the House. Gen. E. K.
Osborne of Pennsylvania and the Hon. E.
N. Morrill of Kansas a r e mistaken for each
other by men who have served three terms
in congress. Delegate John T. Caine of
Utah has frequently been mistaken for N.
E. Sperry of New Haven. The other day
Sperry was here attending some postmasters’
convention. Marcus Aurelius Smith of
Arizona says that on that day half a dozen
Connecticut republicans stopped Caine on
the street and insisted upon his going to
some of the departments to secure them
places. When Caine denied that he
was Sperry one of them replied: “You may
be mighty smart, Nebemiah, but you’re not
smart enough to play off any such game as
that on me. I’ve seen you manipulate in
republican conventions too often.”
Greenbalge of Massachusetts looks like a
picture of Mr. Geissenhainerof New Jersey,
and Gen. Pnilip S. Post of Illinois is a per
fect double of ex-Postmaster General
Thomas L. James of Now York. Col. Phil
Thompson of Kentucky was a representa
tive for six years. He had a twin brother
who resemblod him so that he walked into
the House when he pleased and might have
voted without question.
AmosJ. Cummings.
IN A DI3SECIING BOOM.
A Woman Returns to Life While Un
der the Knife—She Recovers.
Paris Correspondence Chicago Inter-Ocean.
When I commenced dissecting at the
hospitals I had some difficulty in surmount
ing the repugnance which the smell of a
corpse causes to every human being. But
it took me still longer to overcome the
horror I felt each time I pi unged my knife
into a yet organized body, which, although
dead, looks so much like a living one. In
time, however, I conquered this aversion,
and the interest awakened by science soon
deadeued my softer feelings to the ghastly
details of the business.
One dull December morning on arriving
at the Hospital dale Pitio—where as an in
door student I was training for the medical
profession—l met one of the janitors, who
told me that a certain patient, in whom I
took considerable interest, had died during
the night and been placed iu the amphithe
ater.
It was, I say, a cold and dark morning.
Tho courtyard was empty. I entered the
dingy dissecting hall and drew near to the
table whereon the corpse lav outstretched,
with every line exposed. The body was
that of a woman, as perfect a fashioned
woman ns I had ever seen in flesh or mar
ble. She was about 25 years of age, with a
strongly-knit frame, and a wealtli of au
burn hair that fell about tho slab in disor
der. The face was handsome and
serene. The hands and feet were delicate. I
noticed that the forefinger of the left hand
was pi icked and betrayed the hard- worked
needlewoman. Poor, unfortunate girl;
neither mother nor sister had come forward
to claim her mortal remains.
I may here state that, during a consulta
tion of the head doctors over her case,
w hen she was yet alive, at whir i the stu
dents were all present, I hail become con
vinced that an operation with the knife
might have saved her.
The head doctors, however, thought other
wise, and as I had no consulting voice in tne
matter, no surgical operation was at
tempted. 1 imparted my doubts to the
students, who agreed that I should get her
body, as I wished to verify by a post mortem
how far out 1 was in my'inference that an
operation on the living woman might have
been safely performed. Tne patient hn
fered on for some time, so long in fact that
began to think she would got weil again,
and I defrauded of an interesting patho
logical case.
So matters stood when the janitor gave
me that morning the welcome intelligence
of her death. I say “welcome” because,
however fiendish such an expression of
sentiment may sound to unprofessional
ears, I bad grown dowuri.ht impatient to
verify my conjectures. Her ailment con
sisted in a loose, fatty tumor on the side of
tne neck, which weighed over a pound. I
got my truss, donned my black apron, and
was soon ready. I determined to operate
as conscientiously on the dead as I should
have done on the live woman. My scalpels
and instruments were all well within reach
on the table. I raised an eyelid, but there
was uo trace of life in those dull, lusterlesi
orbs. The jaws were fast, and tho mem
bers rigid in death.
I inserted the probe and plied the knife
with the utmost care, nipping the arteries
as they were disclosed until a dozen or more
held the principal vessels of the i.eck. After
wording a half houror so th.s obla’ian was
complete. Just at that moino t tne prose
cutor, always an early bird, entered the
hail and walked up to tho table, where I
was busy. He bent over the corpse and
scrutinized with great attention the cavity
in the neck. Suddenly, as he gazed into
the wound he started back ns if he had
received a galvanic shock 1 looked at him
in astonishment. He once more bent down,
distended to its utmost the gaping hole iu
the neck, and exclaimed:
“Why, good God! man, the woman is
alive. Iter carotid beats. Here, janitor,
lend a hand to take this woman upstairs.”
I in turn peeped into the wound, and sure
enough, a full vi9w of the main vessel in
the neck, which Conveys the blood from
the aorta to the head could be had inside,
and it throbbed with a slow, irregular
motion.
The woman was in a trance. She was at
once put into a warm bed, restoratives
were applied, and her neck was properlv
bandaged. Her life, however, was for a
time in great and inger; but she eventually re
covered and left the hospital cured.
Ins auces like this, although of very rare
occurrence, do sometimes bappe-u in the
dissecting rooms of the hospitals; but 1 have
never heard of any such case at the Amphi
theater of Clamart, where pupils prosecute
their anatomical lessons. Here, although
the subjects are unclaimed waits from all
the Paris hospitals, no pathological dissect
ing takes place.
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