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10 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 OWEN'S ELECTRIC BELT. !• A* tffe" Sisa & I iS&iw S • Yorrh cr Married Life, Nervous PmsHittlon.Persons! Weakness cr Eshaur!!. n, \ ih: iSd K W\ to fart a3 nerrons ffisess e pertaining to male or female. We etallemse the world 1 if 1 and m adeiml 1 1 wh! comnsre with it. The current is under the com re lof the wearer and can be forrdi.?° :ta,EI; L-lseannot hectare with anyctherhelt. 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P no OWEN BELT A APPLSANCE CO., 308 North Broadway. St. Louis. Mo., and 826 Broadway, Northeast Corner of 12th. New York City. 5 9 ana Asher B. Caruth of Louisville. A yea and 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. 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