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MAT CONSTITUTES A LOVELY lOJAX ?
Is It Fora or Fignrt, Face m Ftaiurt. or Merely Character and Tut Worn
hood Shining Out From the Sonl ?
A Question Most Difficult to Answer Partially Solved at Least by the
Views of Twenty Notable People.
New York, April 27.-The “woman ques
tion” has become one of the questions of
the day. The new generation of hyster
ical English novelists has magnified it
into an importance far beyond the deserts
In its crazes over the Trilbys and the
Tosses of contemporary fiction, the old
fashioned woman seems to have gone to
the wall. It has been with the hope of
bringing her forward again that this
query has been put to a few famous
j -eople as to what the charm of women is
really due. However varied their ans
wers may be, they show one thing, that
the old-fashioned woman lives in the
hearts of every one to-day, and that such
as she is invariably wanted for guide,
counselor, mother and wife. It is a vin
dication of the “womanly woman.”
MRS. KENDALL'S VIEWS.
We are all lovely In somebody's eyes.
For instance, no matter how plain a
child may lie, in Its mother's eyes It is a
thing of beauty. Charles Dickens says
"piain women always talk of their
brains,” and quite right that they should,
if their brains are worth talking about.
He also says in one of his works, "Eyes
may fade, hair fall off. cheeks wither and
wrinkles come, but the touch of a beau
tiful hand never dies.” The power of
brain and the touch of a hand rise to my
mind at this moment, when I think of
that never-to-be-forgotten woman. George
Eliot. When people first saw her she
struck them ns being really plain, but
when she began to talk, that opinion
changed.
"Her voice was ever low and sweet, an
exquisite thing In woman.”
And George Eliot’s voice was low and
sweet—a most exquisite voice. Her words
were always well chosen. Whenever she
wished to Impress you very much, she
would lay her hand on your arm or
shoulder, plainness vanished, and she
became in the eyes of those who loved
her, quite beautiful.
It Is not what we are, but the eyes of
the people that regard us that make us
either beautiful of plain. If someone
•wishes to take out and view us through
a pair of crystal spectacles, we shall
appear precisely as they see us.
If, on the contrary, they use a pair of
green spectacles, they shall see us from
their own point of view, most of our
disagreeable traits appearing, even to
an exaggerated degree, before them.
Every woman at. some time or other In
her life has wished for a beautiful face,
but many have had to be content with
out it. God has given us compensating
measures for everything. II have met
many beautiful women In my life, and I
have only fault to find with them. They
do not cross "the bridge of years” with
proper equanimity. They get a little Ir
ritable, to put it mildly, when they first
discover that the Gentleman with the
Wings is bidding them “good evening,”
and that the Gentleman with the Scyihe
Is most anxious to make theiraacquatn
tanoe. Now. the Gentleman with the Wings
treats us all more or less alike—in a light
hearted and genial manner. touching
us sometimes with his golden arrow,
lightly and pleasantly, and is more or
less by our sides all the days of our lives.
But the Gentleman with the Scythe is a
very different person altogether, lie will
make our acquaintance whether wo like
it or not, and he Is a most peculiar person.
Some women, when they know he is com
ing to knock at their door, hide themselves
In the collar—placing cosmetics on their
faces and bangs on itheit* heads—they re
fuse to admit' him, and tell their butler
they are out. The weight of the scythe
this gentleman carries is heavy, and he
considers It his privilege to knock at
everybody’s door when he chooses. But
the clever, bright woman, knowing he Is
coming, meets him on the threshold, say
ing: “Come in, Mr Time; I am very
pleased to see you! How do you do?
Welcome! I was expecting you; pray
come In and rest a little. Let me relieve
you from some of your difficult duties!”
This gentleman expands Immediately Into
a beautiful smile, and. seeing before him
a sensible-minded woman, touches her
forehead, her eyes and her hair with a
very gentle hand, and pays her only a
short visit
These are the women who go over
“the bridge of years” easily, and this is
the compensating measure that the Al
mighty Power has meted out. In every
country youth and beauty is worshipped,
but nowihere more than in America.
Some women tells us they wish to be
beautiful for the sake of their own sex
only. I do not believe them. Beautv Is
given us certainly to please all. But,
nowadays, the young girl knows it will
buy her title, position, or anything else
she may most desire. To those who pos
sess It, I give my hearty congratulations.
Bet them preserve it in purity and nobil
ity. But the plain, homely woman need
not despair. They can still fall back
upon the intelligence of their brains, and
the respect of mankind, if they cannot
gain their fervid admiration.
Madge Kendal.
ONE “LOVELIEST WOMAN.”
A lovely woman is always a beautiful
woman. She may not be a beautiful
Woman outside; but inside —oh, my! isn't
•he an angel! No? Some think of (ail
ing her beautiful. Eyes black or blue?
Nobody ever noticed them. "She suits
us.” they say; "She is just right.”
My lovely woman is merry-hearted and
fun-loving. She is bewitching, without
a spark of envy or malice in her whole
composition. She has always a kind
word and a pleasant smile for the oldest
man or woman. She is a perpetual sun
beam. Everybody loves her. from rich
old Bunsby, who lives in ttie big house
on the hill to the negro hack driver.
"She’s just tho right sort of a girl," they
all say. "She’ll do to tie to.” The beaux
of the town vie with each other in show
ing her attention. She does not flirt, but
she is honest and loving to all. So the
young men just adore her.
Do girls love her, too?”
Why, yes. She never says spiteful things
behind their backs. She gives pleasure
only. The girls all como to her for help
and advice. When Jennie comes to her
with her eyes all red and says, “I hate
Willie Peters.” my lovely girl says. "Tut,
tnt, Jennie, don't cry ary more.” and then
she manages to meet Willie and talks so
sweetly atiout Jennie that Willie's eyes
are all tears too. Then when Jennie and
Willie meet, the trouble is settled, and
Willie squeezes Jennie’s hand, and the old
love is all on fire again.
Old ladies say "She is simply delightful!”
My lovely girl knows just how to manage
them. She listens to their tales of rheu
matism and neuralgia until they feel cured,
and when they meet the doctor they forget
their sickness, and exclaim only, “Isn't
Mamie Gardner sweet?”
But by and by my lovely girl gets mar
ried. The voting and elegant clergyman
from the neighboring town hears atiout
her and falls in love with her character
before lie meets her. But, he marries my
loveiy girl and then the villagers crowd
around and tell him what a prize he has
won. The handsome preacher's parsonage
Is a haven of love. Mamie s music and
embroidery are every where. The young
< 'hristlans come to her with their love
troubles, and the deacons with their doc
trinal disputes. She settles them all, and
even the tenor and the alto In the c-hotr
kiss and make up clasping Mamie round
the neck, and laughing through their
tears, they say: . . ...
"You are the loveliest creature In this
world.” Eli Parkins.
cleverly defined.
A lovely woman? How shall we de
due her? In i*he not beyond uunnltlon, a
it# inu not "too wifi* and ifocd for hu
man nature'* dally food,” a portion tran
quil, *<df'poi< and, piquant<*, beautiful, am
iable, firm, von tie, willful perhaps, yet
reasonable, stroria ><*t lender, with wide
pathle, with loyal home lov*a. from
youth to *•- r*i*ih*lve to ail hian in*
fl.iwrn en In her Int* reourae with others.
* Ully and alwaya a. lady, and al
way* lutereatlrtf? , „ ,
Margaret E. Hanirater.
"IIKAI TY WITHOUT UKACK."
If Kne rson may be qu#t*'L every rplrb
insbes its house. '„m*lines of form
ami of face is not uncommon: but
"beauty without grace Is the book with
out u.c hn " Ass man thinketlt In
lih fatari, wfa Tit* Uttttr tuttivru
hi-amv h ß . ro “ Usolf , outwardly. All high
reality has a moral element in It. whieh
attiacrve* eat and endt ranee.
o „Y l * rac * t ‘ r tflvea splendor to youth, and
awe to wrinkled skin and gray hairs." It
t t' al an actress of high re
early youth was too plain in her !
own estimation for success on the stage.
~° sne determined to become beautiful;
herslf with beautiful things,
read beautiful books, compelled her
thoughts towards the beautiful; until,
in the lapse of time, the miracle was
wrought, and she became noted for per
sonal beauty as well as for histrionic
ability. leauty Is a development; a pro
gression. To again quote Emerson: ‘‘A i
woman may speak, vote, argue cases,
legislate, drive a coach. If it only come by
degrees.” The “Coming Woman" may,
therefore, take heart of hope; and every
woman may be beautiful In the degree
that she plans for It, as the reflex of char
acter rather than of a mirror; a thing of
the spirit, rather than of paste and pow
der. Elijah W. Halford.
FROM NEW ENGLAND.
You are quite right In considering that
sweetness and strength of character con
stltuto tho truest lovlincss of women
Mary K. Wilkins.
RAYS MRS. DAHLGRHN.
The lovliest woman is she whose large
heartedness makes her forget herself.
She Is magnetic because sho is unsel
fish.
She Is refined because she considers
others.
She has a pleasing expression because
she is good.
When in addition she Is intelligent, she
becomes a leading force without know
ing It
If God has given her talent, if she Is
an original thinker, she Is a factor In the
world's progress, without being assertive.
Thus men lean upon her for sympa
thetic aid, where they might refuse her
leadership If she claimed it.
The inner soul alone can give that grace
and sweetness and indefinable charm that
make woman womanly.
Madeline Vinton Dahlgren.
A VOICE FROM THE CHURCH.
A lovely woman is a woman w ho. w ith
out artifice wins the love of those who
know her best, the woman who has
strength* and symmetry of personal char
acter; who follows a true and lofty Ideal
with a firm will, and who adjusts herself
with grace to the sphere which becomes
her. She may be required to do what we
call outside work for her living and for
the support of those dependant upon her.
hut the womanly quality is so manifest
in all her movement and spirti that the de
mands of business and society never mar
the gentleness, the firmness, the purity
which are always associated in tho mind
of wise nton with the true ideal of woman
hood. John H. Vincent, Bishop.
MRS. LEASE'S IDEAL.
That rare unselfishness, which, leaving
no thought for effect or result, prompts
the thoroughly natural bestowal of gra
cious acts, kind words and pleasant
looks, which sweeten the giver, and
strengthen the receiver. Such a charac
ter brightens and blesses the world, and
all who come within the radius of her
presence exclaim involuntarily, "She is a
lovely woman!”
Mary Elizabeth Lease.
When I was a boy I thought that
women were angels Now that I have
been married nineteen years I know they
are. This is the sunt of my life’s ex
perience, and 1 ask of my boys no better
assurance that they will never go far
astray than that thev shall enter upon
life with) that, conviction. Htrottg and
beautiful angels they are to me, hotter,
gewtier. wlsrer In all their innocence of
business and business ways than the rest
of us. A woman wrote the story hook I
love best of all I ever road—which I read
yet whenever I can lay my hands upon it.
Women un(.lo with/ their hearts! nlne
tentha of the wrongs done in
this world with the head.
Woman knows how- to comfort without a
word where men waste—worse than waste
—Fong sermons. A woman was my moth
er. is my sister, my wife. And two little
women, as yet with baby bangles, are
winding themselves ahout my heart-roots
closer every day. What have I got to
do with the “new woman,” the woman of
the newspapers? She don’t exist. She is
masquerading there. Put her In the home
and see how she looks. Ten to one—yes,
a hundred to one-she turns out w hat she
ever is to the man who believes in her—
and woe to the one who does not!—his
good and guiy-dian angel, truly, and al
ways his better half. Jacob A. nils
LOVELY WOMEN.
A lovely woman is womanly in all
things, self-sacrificing, gentle, tender, true,
full of sympathy, ready to listen, and to
do little acts of kindness, as well as
great, brave and decided in the right,
yet yielding in matters of slight Impor
tance. “Home-maker” could be applied
to such a woman, for a sense of home
comes with her presence, little children
are attracted to he.r, old people love her,
and even the animals feel her magnetism.
Sisterhood in its broad sense is understood
by her, and she appreciates and under
stands the girls and women with whom
she comes in touch, even if they are in
different social eircles. Hearty, sympa
thetic. loving smiles are visible signs of
the lovely or loveable woman, and what
strength, cheer and encouragement these
smile sunbeams develop?
With the above in mind It Is delightful
to realize that lovely women are found
everywhere, in hospital wards, in dreary
tenement house surroundings, in crowded
school rooms, in the busy rush of store
life, In dressmaking establishments, in
the noisy din of factory life, in the way
side country cottages, in the large city
homes. Dress and surroundings make- little
difference, and age does not count; sweet
ness, sympathy, love, with tactful common
sense can be common property, and when
they are found a lovely woman or her in
fluence has been found. Above all, homes
reveal them, for the loveliest of women
are tho true mothers, tender, charming
self-sacrificing. They should be honored
and revered, for so many follow- out fn
their lives these beautifully expressed
fines;
“A partnership with God is motherhood;
What strength, what purity, what self
control,
What love, what wisdom, should belong
to her
Who helps God fashion an Immortal
soul!”
—Grace H. Dodge.
IN A NUTSHELL.
"What constitutes a lovely woman?”
you ask. Why charm, surely. What is
charm'.’ Who knows? Can you analyze
the perfume of a flower?
Louise Chandler Moulton.
A FAMOUS NEW YORK DOCTOR.
Woman's loveliness is effected through
lirst her body; second, her mind, and
third, her heart. W 7 hen any of these
three are beautiful, she is lovely. When
all are beautiful, she'is as near perfec
tion as anything on earth can be. Mere
beauty of bodv, however, constitutes the
least of her attractions. Though its power
to attract is very great, it is short-lived,
soon fades, and a man's love for it scarce
ly outlasts the hour of possession.
Beauty of mind— intellectual brilliancy
—ln time proves tiresome. Its charm pass
es away; then, too, the very seeds of dis
cord lie ready sown, and they spring In
to fife and choke the flowers of friend
ship and love as soon as a man discovers
her mental superiority.
Beauty of heart "endureth forever.
It has been aptly said the most beauti
ful thing In the world Is charity—charity
tn It* broad sense. Hympathy. tender
ness and love in the heart of woman
Illumine every line of her face with tlielr
halo of beauty. They shine In her eves
and sre reflected In the sweet tones of her
volte More than this. Tho woman who
Is beautiful in heart Is generally healthy
aret Is always gifted with a wtdl-bulain-ed
mind The calming effect of such a tem
perament on the bodily functions of its
!/ocor results In healthfultiess, and
giael health tlliderllea real corporal bratl
ly The well-balanced mind recognises
and avoids e. •*<■ and dangers that
threaten tb* body, and adopts a rational
p troieaomo ittodo of living.
THE MORXIXC, NEWS: SUNDAY, APRIL 28, 1805.
The loveliest women are those who are
tender, sympathetic, unselfish, noble amt
good Thank God far it. The world, amt
especially America, with many such a
one ts blest, or life would not be worth the
living. Cyrus Edson.
MARIE JANSEN VERY SERI Of S.
Loyableneas Is the test of loveliness.
Qualities of nature and elements of char
acter are its essential components.
"Heart on her lips, and soul within her
eyes.
Soft as her clime and sunny as her skies.”
I think Byron's coirplet suggests three
prime attributes: Sincerity, gentleness
and good nature.
Sincerity Is essential to lovahleness. for
ft is necessary to love. It is the bulwark
of all true friendship. This noblest of
virtues finds the limit of Its worth when
incarnate in woman, and lifts her high
toward the summit of human loveliness.
The many absurd limitations of "polite
society" may account for the silly afTec
tations and petty deceits peculiar to our
sex. Naturalness is the highest art on
the stage—in the real fife of woman a
quality of peculiar and refreshing fasci
nation.
At a time when "woman's rights" have
come to mean man's as well, and also
the assumption ot hts occupations and at
tire. it may be well to rememlier that
gentleness is woman's Inborn and dis
tinctive charm. Its absence weakens and
unsexes her; Its presence is essential to
her pow er and loveliness. Gentleness and
modesty seem often forgotten or despised
hy the shrill-tongued elamorers for wo
man's “emanelpatkin"— accent on the
"man"—who appeal to mans chivalry In
one breath and deny Its existence In the
next. The age of chivalry is past—for them.
No chevalier of old would break a lance
to win the trousered independence of that
twentieth century freak "The New Wo
man”; but for his "gentil ladye” (not
even yet obsolete) there ar. knights to
day as brave and ready to enter the lists
as were their armored ancestors.
Good nature creates loveliness and com
pels love. It Is a source of song and sun
light, joy and laughter. More potent and
enduring than physical charms or Intel
lectual attainments, it can transform ugli
ness Into beauty and make dullness impos
sible. At some time and to some extent it
is found In every one. We may cultivate,
neglect, or kill it. Some have even come
to command It. Those are they who have
come to make life worth the living and
who have learned the secret of Its happi
ness.
Without disparaging any of the attri
butes that compose the infinite charm* of
feminine loveliness. It Is my notion that
the sufficient possession of the qualities
mentioned bestows it upon every woman.
My Ideas are not original, perhaps, not
even "up to date"—but is feminine love
liness really tin de slecle?
Marie Jansen.
DANIEL FROHMAN'S EPIGRAM.
The most delightful traits of charac
ter in women are, in my mind, epitomiz-'d
in the word character. Daniel Frohman.
SAID BY FANNY DAVENPORT.
I am almost distrait with work, and
responsibility, and If asked what "wo
man" really was at this moment, I should
say something nigh a dray horse, but a
truce to badinage.
"Woman. ' real, true, sweet woman, is
one who lives for others, wtyo lives to
make her dear ones happy, not altogether
by bestowing, but in a thousand little
kind anil thoughtful acts: who lives to
find the sensitive points, and not wound
them, to find the weak ones, and con
sider them. I know two women who are
my Ideals of womanhood. One has long
since passed to the bright beyond, a
gentle and childlike soul, who was to
beautiful in spirit that when she w*
brought into < eutact with the world its
roughness rolled off like water, who was
as pure as the new fallen snow, whose
character as a wife was an example
to all—my mother. Her children could,
indeed, rise up and call her blest.
Some women uro made for a home fife,
some for workers in the busy world, and
the latter in braving its bustle and temp
tations long for, l>ut never reach, the
restful goal.
But even in the world there are a thou
sand opportunities for the Impress of wo
man's gentleness, and woman's proudest
gifts— content and the giving of pleasure
to her sisters who are less blessed in
worldly possessions, though rich In God’s.
That constitutes a Lovely Woman.
So let us accept our lot—whatsoever It
bo—let us try to bo content, to contrast
our fives with the fives of others, and
see how much we have that they have
not. This will make womanliness, and
raise us to that Flight all women aim for—
"Fovliness," and to be the respected, hon
ored, worshiped companion of man.
Fanny Davenport.
A QUESTION OF THE SOUL.
I have seen numberless women of un
classical form, irregular features, and
complexion other than that of the “milk
white doe,” who were beautiful, charm
ing and lovely I have known such wo
liuin, whose physical appearance entered
not the mind of any one In their presence.
Again, I have seen women with the fig
ure and t'he face of the Milonian Venus,
who were unlovely or even repellant by
reason of their vanity, selfishness, flip
pancy, venality, or other vile traits.
The soul! the soul! the visible soul, is
bounty and divinity.
How few of the supreme women of the
earth have borne any resemblance, at
any time of their life, to the feminine
models in Greek sculpture!
John Swinton.
A FAMOUS REFORMER.
The auld lang sayne "lady-woman” is
comparatively extinct with the present
generation. Earnest, thoughtful, pre-pos
sesslng womanhood has been In fact much
the same from the beginning as it wil!
be to the end. yet we can truthfully as
sert that the sister is not a step behind
her brother in making truly valuable
progress for the human family. “Lovely
woman” is in truth not alone, by any
means, to Fie found in the "New Wo
man,” or in the woman.” Lovely
womanhood has been lovely in all condi
tions of the past, present, and will be
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In the future. I am aure no greater per
fection of kive’.lnetw was attained In
the aneet. chaste girlhood of our own
New England, or any other spot on earth,
than can lie found among the average
sweet girlhood that fit earnestly studying
along the various lines tn our colleges of
to-day. These girls are truly lovely In
character and mind. There is a frankness
of manner, a self poise, a beauty of per
sonality that affects every man and wo
man. God never created more companion
able women for wives, mothers, and wise
counselors with men. than these very
gtrLs give promise of becoming. There are
exampl ■ of foolish weakness, displayed
bv flippant Kiris of this generation, but
even they will compare favorably with
the New England seminary girls, who
laced themselves to the bed quests, and
slept in their corseta in our mothers' or
grandmothers’ time.
Let any one give a glance at the or
gantz&ttona and representative women
which have just formed the convention
held hy the rational council of women
In Washington. The grand, eloquent. In
tellectual women who made their mark,
and possibly lasting impression, did well,
for which the whole nation has reason
to lie proud; but what of the earnest,
plodding, aggressive workers who com
pose these organizations, and wield
mighty power In work ann prayer le
hlnd the throne of the leaders! The
women who render the grandest public
service to the race, generally represent
the most attractive, companionable home
makers. wives and mothers. A diversity
of gifts Is usually preferable In women,
as in men, to having one quality amount
to genius to the exclusion of most others.
We cannot have to much of a good
thing in mother-love, but we can hear
too much upon any special gospel truth
to the exclusion of others of equal Im
portance. The attractions of the sweet,
chaste virgin, sung hy the roue, coupled
with a trumpeting of the Importance of
increased mother-love and home train
ing. have become wearisome. It Is time
for women to dilate upon the duties and
privilege* of fatlnr-love toward their
own offspring, as fathers and bachelors
have assumed for so long a period the
privileges of teaching and preaching at
length concerning the duties and privi
leges of womanhood.
The time Is fully ripe for women to
cease their humiliation of man by assign
ing to him his general mission as money
earner and financial provider for himself
and family.
We want the Inalienable right of every
child satisfies! with a reasonable amount
of companionship with Its father
Woman’s lovllness of character, and de
velopment In personality Is just as de
pendant upon the wisest und best develop
ment of man, as man is for the most
perfect development upon womanhood.
Elizabeth H. Grannis.
FROM BILL NYE.
It Is not possible for me to describe ex
actly tn cold type what constitutes a love
ly woman, but I have no dlttlrulty what
ever in detecting the same, and If any of
your readers are so helpless that they
need printed lnztruetions to aid them in
discovering a lovely woman the fool
killer is not earning his salary.
Bill Nye.
LOVABLE AND LOVELY.
I think the loveliest quality that a wo
man cam have is sympathy. A woman
wFjo has sympathy, who Is honestly in
terested tn other people, nnd who has
dainty ways and looks, however plain the
Lord may have made her face, will please
those who meet her; and make those who
know her love her: and she is surely a
lovable woman, If hot a lovely one. The
loveliest charm that a woman can have
is not beauty, but grace I think I
should say that a woman who had grace
and sympathy was a lovely woman.
Octave Thanet.
A WAR HORSE’S THOUGHTS.
As this question must he answered ac
cording to each.one's taste, it must re
sult in anything but exact definition.
As woman must be loved for some lead
ing and minor qualities, as her
physical beauty, her Intellectual powers
and her character, or sentiment, it would
he enough to say that the most beautiful,
the most Intellectual nnd best cultured
woman, would bo ihg "most lovable wo
man," , ri i/| •
But as your correspondence must re
sult in individual preferences "Cha
cun a son gout” I can only speak for
myself. 1 draw a distinction between love
and passion.
I speak of the love batween the sexes.
Love Is of the soul, passion of the body.
Love eleveates and Is immortal, passion
may degrade and dies.
Nature forbids us to love a monster, a
marked departure from the genus or
species—but 1 think love depends more
on the sentimental qualities than phys
ical beauty. Therefore beauty is not the
prime force In a "lovely woman.” Heme
the apothegm—"Bretty is she who prettily
does.” Having suld this much of posi
tive constituents of a "lovely woman” I
conclude that she must follow nature’s
laws, must be passive, not aggressive,
not the leader, but the supplement to
the man; filling separate but equally glori
ous and necessary spheres. She is the
angel sent by God from the unknown
past and future, the first and last of
spiritual creation, crowning his works of
a beneficent and everlasting Cosmos.
Cassius Marcellus Clay.
—Rev. Jefferson Lewis, D. D„ who re
cently died In South Amboy, was one of
the oldest members of the clergy in the
Methodist Episcopal church. When he
began preaching in 1829 his salary was SIOO
a year.
—Amelle Rives-Candler has lost hei*
sylph-like proportions and Is said to be
growing stout. Mrs, Candler recently vis
ited San Francisco, where she made the
customary trip through Chinatown and
then departed.
—Alexandre Dumas ha* just lost his
wife, who was the widow of a Russian
named Nnrisehkin. She had been suffer
ing from paralysis for some years and
had grown blind. Her illness was the
cause of her husband living out of Baris
so much of late years.
BAB ON ANECDOTES.
OIK WITTY WHITER AT WORK
THIXKISC ll* TALES TOLD
HER LO\<> AliO.
Mnmaa'i K1.1i.-ulous HacLlnn-Many
l ien of the llrnuni—lrlihhorly An
i.n. ini. .. I lint I'amr Hi
Birth of \\ nman-IHatrlhutlnn of
O ii alt lira to Aationalltlrs—'Thr Only
Amariraa Aonlli Who Ever llnn.w.l
With Muci-n Vlrluria-llla (tmik.-r
llnlhrr'a I'rnra—\rrraalt> of Anar
tlotea at Social Fanrtlima.
Now York, Aj>rll 17.—There are always
people who are hunting up when thing*
were invented. You know the kind of peo
ple I mean—the people who t*ay pepper
was used by the Athenians, Helen of Troy
had buttons on her frbok, and that those
abominations known as roeklng-ehairs
were spoken of by the venerable Bede in
this way: “The women now are so luxu
rious that they do havc chairs with wooden
cireles on the legs, and which sway back
and forth In such sort that It maketh
one sick to behold them.” For my part I
think the venerable Hede must have been
a sensible and knowing old ehap, for if
ever a woman looks sick It Is when she Is
rocking, and it is too queer to see a whole
lot of women in a hotel parlor uncon
sciously rocking in time and looking as if
all the bruins they ever had were in bheir
feet.
These people who know so much say
brooms were used in Egypt 200 H. C.
I wonder what they did with them? I
wonder if the Egyptian maid of the day
1 mean that day, swept, In a dcbonnalie
manner, the dost that was In the mid
dle of the room ami carefully omitted
the corners, and under the tables, as is
the mode to-day? I wonder if she ex
pressed her temper In her broom? I won
der if, when she thought of that Easter
hat with nodding plumes aiul pink roses,
the broom took swift, short strokes that
meant happiness? Or, if, objecting to a
late dinner on Sunday, or to the fact that
the family didn't give her any terrapin,
the brwom described a circle In the air,
gave a vicious dab at the carpet, all of
which told of offended dignity? And 1
wonder still more If the Egyptian maid
used tile broom as a weapon of defense
against peddlers, sweeping at them and
over them as if they were nothing more
than black beetles?
I consider that a woman who can
sweep well, taking In the corners, get
ting up the pins, discovering that lost
ten cent piece, or that dropped dice, not
to mention the poker chip that fell under
the sofa, is the sort of woman who
could be trusted to do anything and do
It well. A broom is like a weak-minded
man: a strong will Is required to con
tiol It, else It slips end slides, hither
ami thither, and tinally falls down help
less. Personally, the chief use to which
1 put a broom Is to hang on the ceil
ing with it. This may strike you as
strange, but it is meant to express more
than a mere thump. The family who
live on the floor above me are at once
Italian and musical, consequently, when
they feel I heir music too much they make
an awful lot of noise. And, as they ob
ject to carpets, at least we think so from
the sounds we hear, when they arc very
lively, they have an Inclination to <lo a
little prancing and then I call the brorm
Into service. One knock on the ceiling
means “we can't stand this much long
er;'' and a scries of knocks, ending In a
dull, sickening thud, Insinuates that the
chandelier is slowly, but surely, descend
ing upon two Innocent women, and that
they politely, but firmly, request that
the Italian musical contingent will ex
press their exuberance and tholr appre
ciation of sweet sounds, less with their
feet and oftener with their souls. I sup
pose there is an opportunity here to maae
a pun—but I am not a brave woman aud
1 refrain.
I don't often steal, but once in a while
somebody else writes something so clever
that I take it,and give them the credit for
It,Which by-tho-by,isn't stealing after all.
A Frenchman, who, properly enough, ap
preciates the American woman, has writ
ten a little account of the gifts that came
to all women at their birth. The teller
of tills little story Is Leon Oozlan, and I
make to him my bow In recognition of his
politeness on the part of the general
American woman. He says: "When wo-,
man was created there appeared a god
dess, and of the gifts in her possession she
gave to the Castullan long and black hair.
In which she might wrap herself as if It
were a mantilla.
“To the Italian, eyes bright and ardent
as a midnight eruption of Vesuvius.
"To the Turk, a form round as the
moon, and soft as eiderdown.
"To the English, the Aurora Borealis,
to glorify her cheeks, her lips, and her
shoulders.
"To the German, beautiful teeth and an
earnest heart, profoundly Inclined to love.
' To the Russian, the distinction of u
queen.
“Afterward, she gave gaiety to the
Neapolitan, wit to the Irish, good sense
to the Flemish.
"Now. when the good fairy had given
all these attractions to the daughters of
Eve, an<J had, apparently, exhausted her
treasures, a gay little figure came dancing
up and asked for her share.
" 'Who are you, my dear?’ said the good
fairy; rather surprised.
" 'l—l am a Parlslenne,’ said the pretty
•woman.
“ 'Oh, I am grieved!’ said the fairy; 'I
have given everything, and I have nothing
left.'
"The pretty woman wept with grief,
ami then the fairy took pity on her, ami
calling together all the recipients of her
bounty, told the story to them and aaUl:
- 1 have been overgenerous to all of you.
Now, each of you give a little of your
gift to this one woman.’ "
And ho It happened that the T’arislenne
combines in herself all that makes wo
man delightful.
At this time the American woman did
not exist. When she came, she was told
the story and she didn't propose to be
without the fascinations that are Intense
ly feminine. Being like the Howard fam
ily of England, who, during the Flood,
had a little boat of their own. She called
up a fairy for her special benefit. The
good fairy advised her imitate the Pari
stenne, and, obeying her and adding her
own natural wit. she stands to-day the
possessor of all good gifts with the added
ones of French <-hie and American cour
age. Hence, in the opinion of the French
man, she Is the most delightful woman In
the world.”
Speaking of the English Howards nat
urally suggests the old families In this
rountry. Everybody knows of the late
Richard Vaux. of Philadelphia, who was
the only American who ever had the hon
or of dancing with the Queen of England.
Few people, however, know how his moth
er looked at It. This gentleman was a
member of the Bociety of Friends, and
had that peculiar pride of family and of
being a Friend that belongs to them. The
story of her son dancing with the queen
teas told to her. Friend Vaux listened to
it with calmness, and to the astonlxhment
of her visitor reidled, very quietly, “Well,
I must tell thee 1 don’t altogether look
upon that as an honor. There is no know
ing what it may load to. Richard la a very
i handsome young man. and the queen ts
unmarried, and I should not at all like the
idea of Rich-ard marrying her out of the
meeting."
Nowadays one needs to be up in an
ecdotes. The woman who Is invited out
much always has to have something ready
to tell, for she must not appear to a 3trango
woman to talk about her friends as if she
wished to announce exactly her social po
sition. If you haven't many stories, a very
good way to do, provided, of course, you
arc going to different houses. Is to use
the same one for a week anil then start
with a fresh one the next Monday. Hast
wek I utilised t his. Madame de Stael had
been very Intimate wlih the Vlscomte de
Cholseul, but she heard he said some
malicious things about her and was very
angry. One dsy they met at a friend’s
house Good manners required that the
feud Should be forgotten, and that they
Should speak to '-ach other. Madame de
fltacl c ommenced by saying. ”!t h* a lon*
time since I have seen you, Monsieur de
Ch daeul.”
•‘Ah! Madame I’Ambaatmiirlcs, 1 have
|>l***fl lll.'' e I*.
. "herhourly, monsieur!'*
FAIR AND SQUARE PRICES.
Our annual stock-taking sale starts on Monday morn*
ing. The entire stock of the finest dry goods in Savannah
will l>e thrown on the market. We buy exclusively for
cash, and we sell cheaper than any house in the city.
ECKSTEIN’S
Yardwide Bleach 5c
YARDWIDE C ISLANDS 5c
Heavy Tickings 5c
SATIN STRIPE LAWNS 7c
Printed Jaconets 8c
LACE STRIPE SCRIM 8c
10-4 Brown Sheetings I2*c
FULL SIZE SPREADS 55c
Crochet Quilts 83c
Marseilles Spreads 51.75
30c Henriettas 19c
20c Challies I2?c
Wool Crepons 19c
Fancy Satines 6c
French Satines 17c
15c Ginghams 10c
GUSTAVE ECKSTEIN & CO.
”1 had a narrow escape from being pois
on ed.”
“Alas! Possibly you took a bite at your
own tongue?"
This fell like a thunderbolt on the vls
comte, but as it was told all over Paris,
It was a good lesson for a very notorious 1
backbiter.
For this week 1 shall use one told by
that clever Filz Williams. In his mono
logue. A ventriloquist and Ills dog. a bull
pup. properly enough named Beauty,
were stranded in a western town. For
two davs they had had nothing to cat.
Tlte-n the viAitriloqulst concluded that
they must have their dinner. He went
Into the dining room of the best hotel. He
seated himself, and the dog sat on the
floor beside him. A polite waiter took
his order, but, as bo started for the kitch
en, was surprised to hear the dog say:
"What’s the. matter with putting the
bill of fare In front of me?”
Scarcely knowing what he did he held
the menu in front of Beauty, who said:
"Bring me a bowl of broth and a bone.”
The waiter flew Into the kitchen believ
ing the devil was after him. but brought
track the dinner for the ventriloquist and
the broth and bone for Beauty. Then
he sought the proprietor. Trembling with
excitement, he said: "Come right down
Into the dining room; there is the most re
markable thing there you ever
hoard of—a talking dog. You ought to
buy him, he would fill the house.” The
proprietor came down, and heard this
dialogue; The ventriloquist asked: “Well,
Beauty, how do you like your broth?”
Beauty answered: ’The broth Is good
enough, hut the bone ain’t up to time;
but, never mind, we’ll soon be back to
New York.” The proprietor said to
the ventriloquist: “I’ve got to have that
dog." The ventriloquist shook hts head,
and said: "Oh. no; I'm to fond of Beauty
to sell him, and I wouldn’t let him go
for less than a thousand dollars." The
eager purchaser got the thousand dollars,
and handed It to the ventriloquist, but to
his surprise, Beauty said: "Book here, old
man, have you sold me?”
The ventriloquist said: “Yes; X got a
thousand dollars for you.”
“You are no friend of mine,” announced
Beauty, “If you let me go for that little
sum, but I’ll get even with you. In the
future I'll never speak a d—d word.”
Tableau. Of course, 1 shan’t use the un
pleasant word, but X tell the tale now as
it was told to me.
A woman I known ts going to tell this,
which to me has a slight odor of a marron
?:lacee. Still, I may be mistaken. A lit
ie girl who is very pious, never omitted
saying her prayers. One night, when she
was very sleepy, she only said: "God
bless papa and mamma, and all the neigh
borhood, and deliver us from all our re
lations.”
Is it true that dotage and anecdotage
means the same thing? Some people may
they do. but If that Is the case, the elder
ly woman is decidedly to the fore here,
for anecdotes are given a vogue they never
possessed before. It is difficult to know
which are chestnuts, but commend me
to a group of women friends to freeze out
the teller of old tales. They haven’t even
the decency to pretend to laugh; they look
straight at the unfortunate soul, and In
that look they combine weariness ami
scorn, so that for the rest of her natural
life that woman becomes a listener. If
you don't believe me. go to aladies’ lunch
eon. That oft-desertbed festivity which is
never as rollicking as the newspapers
make It out to be. Women are too much oc
cupied as a general thing in deciding who
made the bodice worn by another woman,
which decision is reached by the perfec
tion of its back seams, to be very Jolly. It
Is claimed by those who know, that only
a French dressmaker can evol. j a perfect
back, and only a woman whose back Is
perfect goes without a wrap and kneels
for a very long time In church. This was
told me by a slater woman, and from her
Judgment—the general sister woman X
mean—of our frock, of ourselves, of our
homes and of mankind, we need to have
a •pedal litany asking to be delivered.
And when it la properly phrased J am sure
It will be eagerly adopted by all the world
of women as well as by— Bab.
Brave Ko ttlwne l Mlurued.
The origin of the expresalon "Leave no
stone unturned," is thus accounted for by
authorities on the many obscure exppres
sions uaed: "After the battle of I’latea
Mardonlua, the aid of Xerxes, burled a
vaat amount of treasure on the field,
Bolycrates, consulting the orade at Del
phi as to the best means of securing
the same, received the answer, ‘‘Turn
every stone. tit- Louis Republic*
Black China Silks 25c
Best Wash Silks 25c
75c Japan Silks 47c
$1 BLACK CREPONS 69c
$3 SILK CREPONS 51.75
$| Black Brocades 75G
Dresden Silks $(
50c Black Hose 250
50c Towels at 250
51,50 Damasks 90c
$1 Damasks 69c
20c DOILIES lOQ
15c Black Hose 8q
25c Silk Windsors 15#
Child's Rib Vests 3c
Ladies' Jersey Vests too
ILL-BRED Cl RIOSITY.
Woman Pays a Higher Price fur I’aUg
licit y Than .Man. I
From the London Queen.
Woman pays a higher price than man tot
publicity In any form. Men can afford ta
be more indifferent to the world'* tongue*
and, besides, no one dreams of torment*
Ing them with the impertinent question*
Ing to which a woman in similar clruum
stances Is subjected. One of the mosti
formidable foes a public woman has tot
combat, and one against which her shield!
of natural reserve Is often an Ineffectual
weapon. Is the 111-bred, though possibly!
well meant, curiosity of the world at largai
into her private life. People call it "tak
ing an Interest." To take an interest ini
public women and their characteristics!
Is natural enough, but to wish to pry into*
the Inner recesses of their private lives*
to dig into their past, to ruthlessly drawl
aside the curtain they would wish kepk
dosed, Is surely a cruel act, and is fart
too common in a world which teems wiUg
kindness.
Directly anew feminine name comes f'c*
the fore in any public branch—say in HH
erature—the questions at once arise. Who
is she? What is she? Can you tell mal
anything about her? The one who cans
teli something about her is listened tq
eargerly—so eagerly that the temptation*
to draw on the imagination and lend a*
little local color is Irresistible.
ing tongues can poison truth,” and in thin
manner good names and reputation* arW
gossiped away every day. Why should
a woman, because she has. by her own inW
dustry and talent, made a name for her*
self be worried with useless ana idlsi
questions by people who only meet hem
for a few hours in society and will yroM
ably never meet her again?
People do not mean to bo unkind, buff
they let their curiosity get the betteij
of them. If they cannot glean the infor
mation they want in by-ways, they havat
to go to the fountain-head-ltself, andi
probe in a roundabout fashion until thw
public woman is plagued to death by theln
questions. She may not choose to tell
much, and probably makes up her mire*
beforehand to tell nothing at all; buC
to refuse to reply to certain question*
gives rise to suspicion, and leaves tha
Impression that there is something tn th
background. Therefore the hapless vic
tim (especially if there is something We
the background) writhes beneath the tor
ture, and. If she is a nervous, sensitive!
woman, suffers untold agonies. A literary)
woman gives the world in her booksl
as much of herself as she cares to
She throws down no challenge, lnvttaia
no comment but literary criticism, ana
why she should be vivisected to satisfy;
the curiosity of the world at large Is an
open question. Why should the peculiar
ities of public women, their love affairs,
their places of aliode, their dress, their
domestic arrangements, in short, every)
detail of their private affairs, be trumptedl
forth to the world? Kingsley says: 'The
past s our own—no fiend can take that
from us.” Our present and our future
arc ours too, and ours alone. One woman,
of the writer s acquaintance, holding a
public position, lately thought right to
change her veligton. This act, which on*
would have thought a purely personal
affair, evoked so much criticism, and!
evolved her In so many disagreeable in
terviews. that, although not actually le<t
to the Stake, she has practically suffered
a martyrdom.
It has been often said that all women
love notoriety. This is not so. Too often
It Is thrust upon them by the necessity
to earn, and when such Is the case surely
it Is not an unreasonable request when
the public woman asks to be allowed to
cherish her own ewe lamb—the sacredneoi
of her private life.
—The Army Officer (proudly)—l'va
passed calmly in front of thundering bat
teries in my time.
Th civilian (contemptuouly>—That’s
nothing! I've passed calmly by a southern
winter resort hotsl waiter expectlßß m
tip. -
—Art Dealer—This picture represents the
Lake of the Alps.
Customer—l*ak of ths All*?. Nevar
heard of it. Must be some obscure little
lake.
Art Dealer -But for i marks you ran’*
expect one to paint ike Atlantic ocean.—!
FUvgente Btnauer.
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