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WOMAN’S WORLD.
A few THINGS OK INTEREST TO
THE FAIR SEX.
jester Bonnets ar.d What They Are
Li^e— New Btp!es of Dressing the
gair—A Few Goß3ipy Stories and
Other Things Well Worth Reading,
geventy-one New Orleans ladies have
formed a league with the pledge, “We, the
andersiE ned ladloa of J, ' BW Orleans, promise
never to wear a hoop skirt, if we break
this pledge we will pay s'l to the Sooiety
for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children.”
This forming leagues of themselves against
themselves to protect themselves from
themselves is the most amusing thing
women have done in a deoade. Why not
tke a leaf out of the man’s book on dress.
When the .-esthetic craze for knee breeohes
broke out five or six years ago there were
no leagues and guilds of men formed to
prevent the oontagion. The average
msu knows that his Detber limbs aro more
of an adornment to the world when draped
ju suob a way as to disguise their outliues.
Consequently he wore his regulation
trousers without a word, and behold the
craze died a sudden death and was buried
without obsequies in an unknown grave. If
women do not want the crinoline there is no
power that can make her wear it once she
makes up her mind she will not disfigure
herself with its tip-tilting skirt and hoops.
"Favors at dinners, having run the gamut
from souvenir spoons almost to diamond
bracelets a season or two ago,” says the
New York Times, “were suddenly dis
covered to be common, if not vulgar, and
were dropped altogether. Now, Daturally
there is a tendency to revive these favors,
though flowers are chiefly used for the pur
pose.
“At a pretty dinner last week ropes of
lilies of the valley wound in and out among
the covers and the service. Instead of a
floral centerpiece there was a large candela
brum set in a mat of these dainty blossoms
whiob hid its base, and from which went
out to each lady's oover a broad white rib
bon, silver edged, on which was lettered her
name. In front of her place the ribbon
ended in an exquisite silver wicker basket
filled with lilies of the valley, which as she
took up on leaving the table brought also
the ribbon scarf. At this dinner the shades
where white silk, and single oandleatioks
were everywhere on the table, except in
the center, where stood the candelabrum.”
“The very next night I went to a violet
dinner, where the white and silk shades
were loosely strewn with real violets, an
effect that excited my admiring surprise.
They must have been put on the very last
moment to have preserved the fresh look
which they did througbont the dinner.
The doth was of sheer linen, beautifully
done in drawn work, and laid over a violet
satin underolotb. The women had enor
mous bunches of violets, tied with just the
right shade of violet ribbon, and the men
big bout nnieres of the same flower. In
addition, violets were scattered over the
cloth in studied irregularity. When the
linger bowls were set on they were filled
with more bunches of violets, which the
men picked out and bestowed upon the
■women they chose. Some of them earned
off handfuls as trophies of this favoritism.
“It is rather amusing,” said a women
recently, 1 ‘as an evidence of how Chicago is
claiming the earth (and getting It, too, it
may be added parenthetically), to bear, as I
have just done, of the late defection from
New York to that city.
“Line of our most popular and best-known
painters, who has heretofore never de
scended below the dignity of a good-sized
canvus, has stored his goods and chattels,
rented nis studio, and gone to Chicago—for
what, do yon think? To superintend the
Eo lilting of the outside of the exposition
uildings through a hose with a rose sprink
ler at the end. The hose and the barrels of
paint ore curried around the grounds by a
machine on wheels, and steam power, I be
lieve, sets tbe pumps going. The painter’s
genius is occupied In holding the hose aud
directing the stream.”
The following, printed "for true" in a
London journal, makes one pause and ask:
‘•What are we coming to?”
“The bouse of a well-known lady novelist
was tbe other day observed to be shrouded
in the gloom of drawn curtains and lowered
blinds. Sympathetic friends presently
called to inquire what family affliction had
taken plr.ee. They were admitted Into the
darkened drawing room, where, clod in
deep mourning and holding a clean pocket,
handkerchief in her hard ihe lady novelist
sat weeping upon tbe couch. A sympathetic
and inquiring murmur from the ; visitors
elicited a fresh burst of tears as the lady
sobbed forth: ‘Affliction? Yes, I should
think so. My hero is just dead 1”
"Satiny” hair is now the fashion in
"woman's glory.” Curlpapers are to take
a brief rest, frizzes and haogs will vanish
and smooth, shining hands of hair will
snood the modish girl’s head. It will mean
that the brush will bo iudefatigably applied
night and morning and between times, for
there is no golden road to this sheen of
locks. Vigorous and continued brushing is
its producer, and few, alas! there will be
who wiil find it.
The pearl bonnets, given a special Impe
tus by Mrs. Cleveland’s choice of one for
wear at tbe inaugural ceremonies, are wor
thy of the honor conferred upon them, be
ing particularly dainty and lovely. Fearls
are used for entire bonnets, or hands of
pearl beads ate used for side crowns and
trims, or only tbe top crown may be of
pearls. Tbey are combined with velvet,
lace, straw, gold and jot. Pearl valley lil
ies are on a white ohip that is faced and
trimmed with black velvet. Great pear
shaped pearls are in aigrettes aud fanliko
ornaments.
A little incident, says the New York
Tribune, that ocourred the other day in
the fitting room of one of the most artistic
snd exclusive of New York dressmakers
was siguifioaut of the fact that taste is get
ting the better of blind submission to the
fashion plate. A gown of very new, very
expensive and very beautiful material was
to be "tied on,” and around the fair cus
tomer was draped the skirt —skirts now
being fitted as carefully as tbe bodice. The
quick hands of tbe artist put a pin here and
there, then she drew aside to observe the
effet of the skirt, whioh was made in the
latest style of amplitude. An instant's
study was enough. “ Madam must have a
now skirt?" was the emphatic decision; and
the offending breadths of brocade were
tossed aside with disgust. The unerring
eye of the artist saw that the graceful pro
portions of her customer suffered from the
full and flaring drapery; and she straight-
w *y announced her intention of making a
skirt which should have less flare and whioa
should yet tie sufficiently in the fashion.
Twenty years ago the customer would have
been forced to wear the exaggeratedly
fashionable skirt, whether becoming or not.
Now the exclusive dressmaker adapts her
styles to the wearer of her productions,
knowing that this is tha service for which
•us woman of refinement is willing to pay
the highest price.
A report comes from Sydney that a man
®amed George Winch has just come into
* considerable amount of property la
* somewhat remarkable manner. He
has been following tbe occupation of
?f a butcher for some time, and it appears
he recently took tbe liberty of kissing one
°f his customers—a good-looking girl, who
i at his shop. She resented the
laffrout, and had Winch proseouted
lf or a -sail it. He war flood heavily
1. the local magistrates, and
case attracted much attention
the press. Tbe publicity given to tbe
happened to arrest the notice of
rin of solicitors in Sydney who had been
inted trustees of certain property
had been left to Winch by a distant
some nineteen years ago, and the
were unable to find any trace of
the heir. Winch was communicated with
by tbe Arm, ar.d he has now furnished the
history of his antecedents and established
his identity beyond a doubt.
It is a fateful day for bangs. They are
trembling in the balance. Bays the New
York World, so to speak. And they have
not yet decided whether to turn backward
or forward.
The majority of the oabinet women,
headed by Mrs. Cleveland, wear their hair
roundly back, in what Is designated this
year by hairdressers as tbe Cleveland roll.
To aocomplish it tbe side hair
and the erstwaile bang are
curled fastidiously. All is then combed
over rack and drawn Into the general knot.
The loose front hair, if too long to stay
back of its own accord, Is fastened here and
there with email hairpins, with heads set
with torquois—the fashionable spring gem.
Tbe hair is fluffed a little around the face
with the hands, to give the roll effect. Miss
Cay van wears it in its perfection.
Mrs. Lamout wears her hair this way,
drawing it down at tbe 6ides into little
twists, as Mrs. Cleveland used to do. Mrs.
Hoke Smith and Miss Stevenson have also
adopted this style, while tbe beautiful Miss
Herbert has, of late, also joined them by
pinning loosely back the luxurious bangs of
which she is possessed.
A Fifth avenue hostess, says the New
York Recorder, has upon her Lenten tea
table a set of cups which she oalls her "per
sonally conducted” tea cups. Each one was
bought on a traveling tour, and each one
has made the trip across the Atlantlo in a
steamer trunk.
One of the oups came from Tokio. It Is
as quaint a pieoe of J apanc se cloisonne as
was ever seen. It is round and shallow.
There is no handle and the saucer is placed
on top of the cup to keep the fumes, instead
of underneath in the Buusffess Christian
way, A dear little uncivilized Chinese tea
cup has handies on both sides, to that she
who lifts it may conveniently catch it with
either hand. From Syria there is an olive
wood tea oup from the mount of olives, of
oourße.
“1 use these oups only during Lent,” ex
plains the hostess as she ; asses them to the
guests. “At other times I keep them in my
round-the-world cabinet. But when things
are quiet in Lent, it is pleasant to recall my
shopping tours iu distant lands, and often
times my teacups set the ball rolling for an
entertaining conversation.”
Mrs. John Jacob Astor has a pretty and
valuable set of tea cups also ‘ ‘personally
conducted.”
"But.” laughs she, “the prettiest oup I
own was bought at Tiffany’s ou my way
home from my last European trip. I was
driving up Broadway with a ooaohful of
presents for everybody, when I saw the
cup in Tiffany’s window and stopped to
buy it."
Mrs. Willie K. Vanderbilt is said to have
one of the finest collections of tea cups iu
New York. And Mrs. Chauacey M. Depew
has another.
But tea oups are not all that is upon tbe
Lenten tea table.
Upon one end of the board where the host
ess, or her prettiest assistant, stands, there
is a silver tea kettle, underneath which
burns tbe steadiest of alcohol flames. Along
side the kettle stands a Japanese tea box,
looking for all the world like the big tea
cheats you see at the grocers, only it is
smaller. It is made of Japanese "composi
tion” and is supplied with a lid which lifts
up just as grocers’ lids do. Inside the tea
box is a quaint yellow tiny horn scoop,
which holds just enough for one oup of tea.
The teapot itself is sure to be a tbiug of
interest and beauty. It Is usually Japan
ese, and on top of it there may kneel a little
Jap with bis face devoutly turned sunward.
Upon the teapot there are inscriptions and
a curious array of figures, just like a fan.
Tbe teapot is highly cherished, aud never,
no, never! would its owner be so heartless
as to place it over the direot rays of an al
cohol flame.
A curious little miss who received a re
cently imported teapot for a Christmas gift
wa.< unwise enough to seek to know the
meat iog of the inscription upon the outside.
It wins like a Pandora box to her, and she
could not be content till she bad solved its
secret.
To her horror the wordj, when translated
by s native Japanese, ran:
Drink not of me till you’re drunk.
For in me all wit is sunk.
Some hostesses use the little perforated
silver ball with ohain attached for making
tea.
The accepted Lenten sugar bowl is not a
bowl at all. It is a silver tray, 6 inches
square, with raised edges. The sugar tongs
are marked with the owner’s name, and
sometimes a souvenir design of a city or
person.
There aro a few autocratic dressmakers
who import hats and bonnets for their pat
rons, says the New York Press, and there
is, at least m New York, more than one
private milliner with her own clientele, who
has no advertisement save the name in her
bonnet liuings, makes only "to order,” and
whose “creations” express the best taste of
women noted for artistio and individual
dressing.
Tbe leaders of Gotham society aro not
copyists, and these private buyers of whom
I speak are never sure that their Parisian
masterpieces are going to find unqualified
favor in the eyes of American I eauty.
Returning home on a late ocean steamer,
one of these exclusive importers oonflded her
trials to an appreciative passenger.
‘*l have the very latest creations,” she
said, “things that Paris fashionables have
not yet seeu. My stook is the choicest and
costliest, yet, despite my long experience, I
can never rely upon my selections. Tbe
season is always full upon us before we can
predict tbe drift of popularity.
"For one thing, you never can tell what
an American woman may do with her bon
net. For Instance, the crown of a Paris
bonnet is made to fit the head comfortably,
and the Parislenue dressos| her hair accord
ingly: but an American subjects her bonnet
to any distortion that will fit it to the ar
rangement of her coiffure.
"In fact, tbe prevailing style of balr has
much to do with tbe prevailing style of
bonnet. At the present moment Paris
iennes are wearing tbelr bangs brushed
high off the forehead-very trying but very
distingue —much waved, with broad effect
at the sides aud caught in a loose coil at the
nape of the neck. That is the accepted
coiffure. As it is new the coiffure snops are
thronged. Two dollars is the price of a
single waving. In tbe rush of a great
social occasion I saw a woman at Lentherlc’s
pay *4o to have her hair waved.
"It is this uncovered forehead that is re
sponsible this spring for the most radioal of
the departures in millinery. Hats are worn
in Paris off the face, and face trimming of
rosettes and flowers has come back in all its
glory. However, face trimming is always
becoming. Now, to wear these Paris crea
tions properly, American womeu will have
to adopt the Parlsiau coiffure. Otherwise
we will be forced,” aided tbe importer
with a heartbreaking sigh, “to modify the
shapes.”
MINE~OWN _
FAMILIAR FRIEND.
From London Tid-Bitt.
The church bells, a minute since, were
tolling the hour of midnight. Now they
have ceased and all is still. Every sound is
hushed and every echo dumb. lam sitting
alone in my little room waiting for death.
The fumes of tb* charooal Are I have lighted
linger in my nostrils faintly—an hour hence
they will rob me of my seuse3; I shall fall
asleep and never wake again. But 1 ain
not afraid of depth or the great afterward.
Hell can have no tortures like the tortures
of impotent remorse! And it may te that
I shall bo forgiven, for God is merciful, and
he, knowing all things as he does, knows
well how I have suffered, and how my suf
fering bas maddeued me.
This is my confession:
Ten years ago 1 came, a friendless, simple,
country lad, to make my fortune in this
great metropolis. Kind heaven vouchsafed
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, MARCH 26, 1893—SIXTEEN PAGES.
to me a friend. His name was Walter, and
I loved him. We wei e kindred spirits. He
was a sculptor, I an artist. We lived to
gether iu a bouse in the suburbs and there
we worked side by side, be with mallet aud
chisel, I with brush and canvas. Though
poor, we were ambitious and more anxious
to work for posterity than prosperity. We
had high ideals and we lived to realize them.
We were dreamers, both. Walter, 1 re
member, bad in those days a pet soheme
whereby be hoped to impart to his white,
opaque statues the delicate coloring of the
living, breathing bodies. But be never at
tained bis object while our friendship lasted,
though be was always experimenting and
ever sanguine of ultimate success.
“While our friendship lasted 1” Would to
God that it had never ended!
I fell in love. Her name was Winifred,
and she was beautiful as a dream of heaven.
I declared my passion; she told me it was
recoprocated, nud 1 was happy. I confided
to my friend the story of ray happiness,
and made him known to my inamorata.
“Be friends,” I said. Alas! they became
more than friends—they became lovers. I
knew soon that she preferred him to me.
I flung his perfidy in his face and we had a
bitter quarrel. The quarrel resulted in a
duel aud he wounded me I have never
looked on his face since—till an hour ago.
I left England and became a homeless
wanderer in foreign lands. But by and by
a longing to see once more the face of my
old love came npon me, and was not to be
resisted. I returned to England, and learned
that she and Walter were married; that ho
was famous, she a happy mother. The sight
of half forgotten scenes and faces recalled
to me the old, half forgotten memories. I
thought of the time when Walter and I were
friends. I thought of Winifred as I
knew her first. I remembered her
confession of love for me and her
cruel retrogression. My heart wounds
bled afreßh, and I was seized with jealous
rage. I would have revenge on him. 1 would
rob him of some portion of his happiness.
Where did be live? What was the tbiDg
he prized most? His wife! But I could uot
harm her. His child! To wreak my ven
geance on a puny babe would be ignoble—
unworthy of a man. Then tbey told me
that at last his old scheme for imparting to
marble tbe rich hues of life and health had
come to fruition, that he had carved a
statue of his wife ana colored it by means of
bis secret method till it seemed almost to
bre-'tbe—it was so like her—so true to her
matchless beauty. This statue was the
realization of a life’s imaginiug. Walter
loved it as a mother loves her child. I,
who am an artist, could appreciate the
strength of that love, and at last I felt that
revenge was within my reach. 1 would de
stroy the statue! I know not how—l could
not reason on ways ar.d means. I learned
the address of my old friend, and journeyed
down to his home to work out my scheme
ofjvengeance.
I can scarce believe that only a few short
hours have Dossed since I stood within sight
of Walter’s new home and climbed the high
fonoe, and went creeping—creeping through
tbe gathering darkness toward its rear. [
knaw instinctively the position of his studio.
It would face the south; it would be high up
amid the tree tops and overlook the distant
sea. As I neared the home I could see the
last rays of the sun reflected on its glass
roof. How was Ito reach it? A mass of
clinging ivy covered tbe walls of the house,
aud after a moment’s hesitation I resolved
to climb this. My resolution was soon
carried into effect. Tbe ivy was strong,
and, being tangled, afforded me a good foot
bold. I cautiously raised myself hand over
band, above the broad veranda, till 1 could
see through tbe glass walls of tbe studio into
its interior. And then I saw tbe statue I
had come to destroy, and immediately I re
membered the words of the Queen ot Sheba,
and I said; “Tbe half was not told unto
mel"
How can I describe to yon that wondrous
work of art ? It stood in the full red light
of the settling sun, with its love y arms up
raised above its bead, its lot g golden tresses
falling thick upon its snowy suoulders, its
swelling bosoms half revealed, and a flush
In its smooth cheeks that seemed, in tbe
failing light, to fade and glow as I bad
often seen it fade aud glow iu the old dava.
And standing before it.f witt g; is back to
ward me, was my whilom friend. I knew
it was he. I could recall the old poise of
the head, the slope of the shoulders, tbe
stalwart, manly figure. He had in his
band a chisel, but be was not
working. Tbe old bitteiness surged
up in my heart afresh as I gazed
at him, aud I wonder now that I did
not rush iu and seize him by the throat and
kill him. Instead, I crept away like a beaten
hound, for I was taken with a sudden trem
bling Irresolution that I could not control.
and which quite unmanned me. Boon I
recovered myself, however, and upbraided
myself for my cowardioe. 1 meditat'd
deeply for awhile, and then walked swiftly
in tbe direction of the adjacent town, and
entered a little, old-fashioned gunner’sshop
aud bought a pistol and some cartridges.
With the weapon loaded in my pocket, I
hurried back to put the soheme of ven
geance I bad now evolved into execution.
Once more I crept across the lawn and be
gan the ascent of the ivy. It was night
now, and the harvest moon was flooding the
country side with silver giory. It Bbone
into bis studi > and feel upon the statue, and
if that statue had seemed beautiful in the
light of day, it seemed more beautiful stiff
in tbe light of the night. 1 oould scarce be
lieve it did not breathe. Its beauty mad
dened me. 1 raised tbe pistol aDd leveled it
at its radiant face and fired!
And then— O, Goal And then tbe statue
became a liviug woman. I saw the glori
ous face change into a gory, hideous mask
iike thing that was liko the face of a demon.
I saw the warm, red bipod spurt out and
stain tbe gleaming, golden hair, and fall
upon the heaving bosom and coma creeping
—creeping toward me aoross the floor In
tbe white moonlight. I saw the
beautiful form fail prone upon its
face, and then I knew that I bad
slain tbe woman I loved above all else this
world holds! I could not move. I hung
there among the whispering leaves—tbey
were whispering that I was a murderer,
petrified with horror. I saw the door of
the studio burst open and tbe waiter rush
in. I heard a crash and saw for one brief
moment tbe statue that I had come to de
stroy fall from a hitherto unseen pedestal
and break to fragments in the blood of its
once living, but now, alas!dead, prototype.
I saw other faces and heard other voices,
aud still I bung there io the darkness and
listened to the accusing voioes of the sense
less leaves.
"Winifred, my Winifred!” cried Walter,
"Sdeaktome, tny love! look at mel” He
kissed the bloody face and pressed the dead
form to tds heart. “She often said, in jest,
that she was jealous of her stone likeness
and declared I < ould not tell bor from tbo
statue if she stood in its place. 1 laughed
at her. She said: ‘Wewiiisee.’ My God!
and this is tbe end of a light hearted jest.”
Suddo ly be rose. “Who has done this
thing? ’ h * cried; “I want to kill him!"
Then be turned and saw my face gleam
ing at him through the darkness.
“It is you, fiend!" he cried, and struck at
me with his cliuched hand through the
shivering glass.
I staggered and fell, crashing through the
boughs upon the damp ground, then rose
and turned and fli and away into the dark
ness—with that awful distorted face of the
woman I loved ever before my eyes, with
tbe dread whisper of tbe leaves hissing in
my ears 1
And uow I am waiting for death to come
and blot out that accusing fate—to hush
those accusing voices. I feel that the fates
have spun a web for my destruction, and
against the fates, who are inexorable, there
is no appeal. They, to gratify my bate and
work tny eternal damnation, impelled Wini
fred t > play that lightsome jest on her
husband to personate the statue that she
might win from him a merry smile—which
bas been her destruction.
"God be merciful to me. a sinner I"
My brain is reeling—my hand trembles
as it writes—l cannot see—Winifred—
Walter —forgive—my—friend—be was my
friend—she—my love—Winifred 1
First Littlk Qirl— Has your sister begun
taking music lessons yet?
Second Little ijirl —-he's takin’ somefln on
the piano, but I can’t tell yet whether It’e music
or typewritln’.— Good Aeics.
LiOPOLD ADLER.
LEOPOLD .IDLED,
Successor to A. R. ALTSVSAYER & CO.
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For this week, as specials, we have selected
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Have you anew Farosol to match your dress? and you certainly want anew pair
of Gloves; come and see the handsome shades In Bilk Gloves we have just reoeived, and as
for Hose, we have Ton Hoots with all tbe new shades of Orean and Heliotrope Tops; alsc
Heliotrope Boots with new shales of Green Tope. We also have anew line of Fans In
China Silk and Gauze In all the new oolorlngs. Oor’stock of Silk Skirts In Black and
Colors are worth looking at. If you want Dress Trimmings, Embroideries or Laces, we
can pieaso you. As for Veiling came and see our novelties.
COME TO IS FOR YOUR STRING WRAP.
Richelieu Ribbed worth 50c.; will go for 25c.
per pair.
SILKS.
100 pieces of those Famous Bengallne Silks,
in all the leading shades at our popular price,
49c.; worth (15c.
50 pieces 33-inch Printed China Drapery Silk,
all new and choice coloring, our price for this
week 49c ; real value 75c.
SHOES.
LAST GREAT CLEARING SALE.
For the next two weeks Misses’ Dongola Kid
Button Shoes, former price $! 25; will go at
55c.
Misses' extra fine Glazed Kid Button Shoes,
former price Si 60; for 75c.
500 pairs Lad es’ Glared Kid Button Shoes,
former price $1 50; will go at 'sc.
400 pairs Ladies' Dongola Kid Button Shoes,
former proa 93; will go at (1 15.
500 pairs Ladies* Extra Fine Kid Button
Shoes, former price $2 sa); wiil ito at $1 25.
150 pairs Gents' Shoes in Congress and
Button at sl, $1 25, $1 50 and $2; marked down
fully 25 per cent, below manufacturers* prices.
400 pairs of Gents’ Fine French Calf Hand
Welt Shoos, in Lace, Button and Congress, re
tailed everywhere at $5 50; will go at $3 50.
These good are but a few of thearticles in
our Shoe Department marked down as a treat
sacrifice to make room for our spring goods.
Boys’ .and Youths’ Department
FOR EASTER-
Boys' Long Pant Suits in Cheviots, Clay,
Worsteds, Blue and Blacks, sizes 14 to 18 years,
all wool, $8 to sls.
Boys* Extra Long Pants in all latest patterns,
sizes 13 to 18 years. Our 18 years are 33 waist,
33 leg. will tit some men. Prices $1 50 to $5.
Large variety Boys’ Kilt Suits, in all the
latest novelties in Flaunels, sizes 2Vi to 6 years,
91 48 to |!0.
Wash Kilts Suits in Ginghams, White Pique
and French Percale, sizes to 5 yours, $ l 35
to $4 5a
50 different patterns of Boys* Suits; do not
fail to see them; White, Brown and Green,
sizes 3 to 7 years, $1 50 to $7.
Boys* Wash Buits iu large variety, sizes 4 to 9
years, $2 to $5
Boys’ SeUme Suits, stzos 4to 14 years, Si 60
to $3
Boys' Drees Suits, sizes sto 15 yoars, {3 50 to
JIO.
Boys’ Sailor Suits, 3to 9 years, 9“c to SI 50.
ff** SH 23 The love| y Embroideries now on exhibition in
%, IJj} Sa P*l be | show windows corner Whitaker and Con
(|| I IglHI gress lane marked at 10 cents and at 15 cents
%ir 1 ttea *jr 111 B/,ill be sold this week.
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SPECIAL SALE FOREASTER.
Lovely New Parasols.
“La Petite ” Umbrellas.
Will Sell This Week All
Our Imported Ginghams 25c.
New Satine Glorias 15c.
SPECIAL SALE FOR EASTER.
The Best Kid Gloves sl.
The Very Best Corsets sl.
JUST OPENED FOR EASTER,
Hoopskirts, the New Style.
Satin Ribbons, All Shades.
WE CONTINUE THIS WEEK
The Bargain Sale of Silks.
TheßargainSale Grenadines
Ours is the Finest Stock ever seen in Savannah
Our Goods the Best. Our Prices the Lowest.
What Can’t Be Found Elsewhere Can Always be had at
EimvmraiM m
Boys’ Kneo Fonts, sizes 4 to 14 years, 33c
to 2
Bovs' Blouse Waists, sizes 3 to 7 years, 79c to
$2 50.
Boys’ Shirt Waists, sizes 4 to 13 years, 15#,
25c, 35c and 50c.
Ail the ini.st novelties in Boys’ Spring Straw
Hats. 35c to $3.
DINNER SETS.—We havo rec'ived them;
they come in (3) two patterns. Blue and Brown,
one hundred and llfieen pieces, at $lO 93 for this
week only; worth sls.
INITIAL TUMBLERS.-Any initial in them,
Bohemian glass, at 9So a dozen,real value $1 50,
for thie week only.
For this week only we wii! sell 2-burner Fairy
Queen OU Stoves at $3 84, Summer Queen two
burners at $C 24, three burnors at $2 74.
We have a full line of Ovens to (it these
stoves at u very small cost. They arc bargained
at a BIG REDUCTION.
For Monday only we will put on sale a few of
thoie elegaut Cuspidors at 93c a pair; real
value $2.
One lot Crystal Glass Water Pitchers, worth
75c; will bo sold at 39a.
Three-bottle Crystal Gloss Table Castor#
real valuo 60c, for lie.
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