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WOMAN’S - WORLD.
The hope of preserving youth through
life, says the Chicago Times-HernM, "us
Jong since abandoned as a sinful design.
Now, however, it is revived, no; in the
(orm of a dream, but in the form t>t a
reality. Nikalo Tesla has for some time
been experimenting secretly in his la.'or
atory with an instrument which it is con
fidently believed will accomplish the re
sult. He doesn't aim. as Ciagiostro did,
to prolong life. But he does believe that
it is possible for a man or woman to pre
serve as long as life lasts the pure, soft,
pink-white skin of babyhood, and that
■without the impairment of health or
strength or the curt.ti.mc-nt of the span of
his existence even by a single day. There
are, ho says, between 1,000 and 7,000-mi
crobes per square foot constantly .ailing
through space and fastening themselves
on every human body every twenty-four
hours.
Bathing, however frequently, is inade
quate to remove these bacilli, which can
only be seen through the most powerful
microscope.* These millions of germs feed
upon what is good in the human skin
and rot the hair, turning it gray. It is'
that parasitic force which fades the nat
ural pink tint of the human body, drys
up and wrinkles the fresh, soft skin and
eventually turns it yellow. Having as
certained these facts, not by report or
conjecture, but by actual investigation,
the idea suggested itself to Mr. Tesla to
devise some means of removing these mi
crobes from the human body. There is
no hope of preventing them from reach
ing the skin. No care in the matter of
clothing and no method open to human
understanding will keep them out. But it
is possible he has discovered to kill them
before their ravages have accomplished
the work of mutilation, and the agency
of this achievement is electricity.
It is a fundamental electrical law, said
Mr. Tesla, explaining his plan and dis
cussing his apparatus, that two bodies
charged with the same kind of electricity,
either positive or negative, repel each
other, and that if a body be charged with
electricity from a static machine the elec
tricity accumulates on its surface. That
being true, if there are small bodies of
the minutest weight on that electrically
charged surface, and if they are conduct
ors capable of taking electricity, they will
also become charged with the same kind
of electricity that the surface has re
ceived. The result is a force at work
between them and the surface, which
parts the two, and the particles are
thrown off.
In the same way it can be applied to the
human body. The process Is very simple.
The body is thoroughly cleansed by a bath
of alcohol or some similar disinfectant,
and after drying is rubbed with the hands
to stir up the electricity. Then the bat
tery is applied and the body charged
through the feet and hands. “With this
battery,” he remarked, “I have charged
human bodies so successfully that the mi
crobes have been thrown off in a perfect
shower to the ground.” The expulsion of
the microbes -elieves the skin and hair
entirely and they go on living a natural
life of softness and freshness. Others will
come, of course, but the repetition of the
operation at sufficiently frequent inter
vals will prevent them from doing harm.
Any or all degrees of pressure may be
produced, and even a degree that ap
proaches the force of lightning has been
attained. But it is only necessary to
reach the force necessary for the work
without injury to the patient.
While the purification of the body and
the beautifying of the skin is of itself a
great achievement, the service may be
employed as an infallible remedy for skin
diseases other than those attributable to
the presence of microbes. Every descrip
tion of extraneous matter may be removed
by the same process.
It will occur to most persons that the
service can only be obtained at consider
able expense. But, as a matter of fact, the
cost may be kept down to so low a figure
that it will be within reach of all persons.
Of course, it will not be expected that
every house in which there is a bath room
will be provided with the apparatus. The
intention is to establish stations in the
several cities, as soon as the patents on
the apparatus are obtained, upon the same
system that Turkish baths are now oper
ated. though it is believed that the serv
ices may be had for considerable less than
the customary charges for the Turkish
bath, for the reason that less room will
be required and the cost of maintenance
■will be less. But if it accomplishes the
purpose of its projector; that is to say, if
It is made the means of preserving the
girlish bloom and beauty of women
through life, the matter of expense will
be a secondary consideration. What wo
man wouldn’t stint herself a trifle on bon
nets and gowns to be assured of the
smooth, soft and beautiful skin and bloom
of girlhood when the wrinkles are begin
ning to come, and where is the man who
would begrudge the price of a service that
would guarantee to his wife the peren
nial beauty of youth? It is safe to say
that this discovery of the wizard of the
wires will be the most popular if not the
most beneftcient of all his inventions.
One of the best feminine stories we have
heard for a long time is that (old of a poor
man who lay dying, and whose good wife
was tending him with homely but affec
tionate care. “Don’t you think you could
eat a bit of something, John? Now, what
can I get for you?”
With a wan smile he answered feebly,
“Well, I seem to smell a hen a-oooking
somewhere; I think I could do with a bit
of that.”
"Oh, no, John, dear,” she answered
promptly', "you can’t have that. That’s for
the funeral.”
The Cleveland Leader has this clever Il
lustration of a charming reminine trait:
“Oh, I’ve such news to tell you,” ex
claimed Mrs. Wakelelgh. “Now, you won’t
breathe it to a living soul, will you? I
haven’t mentioned it to any one else out
side the family, for it hasn't been an
nounced yet, you know.”
“Dear me!” replied Mrs. Adkins, be
coming interested, "don't keep me waiting.
What Is it?”
"Jeannette is going to be married. She is
engaged to Mr. Wadhams!”
“You don't say! Albert Wadhams?”
“Yes. Y’ou know the Wadhamses, don’t
you?”
“I should think I did. They used to live
Just back of us. Yes, I km w Mr. Wad
hams when he hadn't more than one coat
to his back.”
“I think Albert is such a nice young
man. He's so steady.”
' Steady? I’m! Yes, I’ve heard that he's
been coming here pretty steady for some
time. When I first knew the family, Mrs.
YVadhams had to do her own housework.”
“They say Albert graduated with high
honors at college.”
•■l’ve often seen her hanging (ho clothes
on the fine, after a hard day’s washing,”
”1 guess Albert could have had almost
any girl in town. They say he’s an ex
cMUnt businfsa man."
"i’ll never forget the day that Mrs. Wad
ovpr to our house to borrow a
od of coal to keep the children frora
| freezing. My, but that was a severe win
ter:”
“I guess they’ll go to Europe on their
. wedding trip. Albert says he has always
! wanted to go abroad, but has never felt
i that he could spare the time.”
’•yes, I used to save all my husband's
| cast-off clothes and give them to the poor
woman. She made them over for the chil
dren."
| "Albert’s father is going to make him a
partner in the business ns soon as they
come back.”
,"And' those wretched little rooms that
rtii-y lived in! My heart often ached for
those unfortunate children, playing around
on the hare floor, with their cold, blue
knees sticking out.’ ’
“Ah! Here is Jeannette!”
“Why. how do you do,” said Jeannette,
holding out a hand to Mrs. Adkins.
“Come,” said the latter, throwing her
amis around the sweet, beautiful girl, “I
shan't be satisfied with a mere hand
shake, I'm going to kis you.” (Smack!
Smack! Smack!l “There! Your mother has
been telling me all about it! Now I must
be going. Good-by. Come and see me
soon.”
And as she left the house her heart that
had erst been heavy was light again.
It is surprising, eays Leslie's Weekly,
to know how many women there are with
a deep and burning interest in Humanity,
with a’big H. Individual humanity, as
represented by those who have direct
claims upon them, does not interest them
in the least. Their own husbands, their
own children, do not appeal to them, and
they have but a languid interest in their
own homes. The writer was visited one
day recently by a humanitarian of this
type. H#r mission was the uplifting of all
Humanity. She had. she said, consecrat
ed her life to that end. During her call
she revealed the fact that she was 2,000
miles from her husband and five children.
They could, she affirmed, “get along nice
ly without her,” and she felt that she
could do a “far greater and nobler work
for Humanity by working for this glorious
cause of temperance.” This was her mis
sion. It had been but a week since I had
met the mother of several small children
who was trying to "uplift humanity," by
going about organizing clubs for the de
velopment of "The New Thought.” After
listening for nearly an hour to an out
line of the plans and purposes of this
"New Thought” scheme. I was more than
ever convinced that old thoughts are best,
particularly the thoughts of our grand
mothers regarding the first duty of a wife
and mother.
There is much of exaggeration and
cheap wit in the comic papers regarding
the neglect of their homes and families
by the "new women,” who have branched
out into fields heretofore occupied by men
alone. A good deal of the criticism of the
new woman is unfair and unjust, but the
fact remains that the woman with a mis
sion is in many cases a woman with pain
fully distorted views regarding the duty
she owes to herself and to others. The
writer not long ago heard a woman, ad
dressing a large gathering of people, say:
”1 have given up my home and children,
my husband and parents, to go forth and
spread abroad the glorious gospel and to
try to win men and women to Christ. My
life henceforth is to be devoted to God
and humanity.”
The question naturally arises. Can a
wife and mother devote herself to any
thing higher, or better, or nobler, than
the proper training of her own children?
And does not her duty to her children,
her husband and her home, transcend any
duty she may owe to others? The enthu
siast may say no to these questions, but
every true and loving wife and mother
will say yes to both questions. When a
woman has a home and children, no call
to duty is higher or more imperative than
the call that copies to her from her own
home, and in no sphere can she do a great
er or better work. The good she might
do elsewhere cannot be offered as an ex
cuse for the neglect of those who have
the first claim on her love and care. It is
sometimes true that a love of notoriety
and an overpowering desire to be seen and
heard is the chief motive of the woman
with a mission.
Since Last We Met.—Jennie Jones Cun
ningham in the New York Times.
The leaves have changed since last we
met
And I have watched them slowly fade;
I did not think you could forget
So soon, the vows of friendship made.
The summer swallows plume their wings
And soon will take their southward
flight;
The world a darker shadow flings
And day gives place to longer night.
But in my heart a sadder chill
Than winter’s touch of frost can bring,
A restless grief beyond my will.
To find my love so frail a thing.
Its life was but the summer’s leaf;
Its length—the shortest winter's day,
A bud In summer’s rosebud wreath.
And then it faded quite away.
The leaves have changed since last we met
And thou art changed with them to me;
Tho' needle to the pole-star set
Was not more true than I to thee.
The leaves have changed since last we
met
And all the world is changed to me;
But never will my heart forget
One look of thine so dear to me.
It is distinctly unfashionable, says the
New Y'ork Tribune, to be In a town as a
resident just now', and those society peo
ple who have opened their houses for the
season for various reasons are living “In
cog..” as tt were, and neither receive nor
visit. Their entire time is taken up w'ith
shopping, being martyrized at their dress
makers’, and—what is worse than all—
servant-hunting. They indulge meanwhile
in loud lamentations over the hardship of
being in New York at this season, and en
vying their friends who are darting about
in hansoms, having “run up” from their
country places to give orders for clothes
and directions for various renovations in
the stately mansions wjiioh a few weeks
later must be ready to receive the family.
And yet, Fifth avenue (that part of it. at
least, that is available) and the Tark ate
filled with smart tournouts, and the side
walks are crowded with well-dressed peo
ple. To whom do the former belong, and
who are the latter?
’’All the people I know are In cabs or
hansoms,” said a fashionable woman
who was making a flying visit to
town, “and yet I see crowds of good-look
ing traps and women. I fee! exactly as
il I were In another town—ln London or
Paris, perhaps, but not In New Y'ork.”
The solution of the mystery is an easy
one. The people are the large population
of transients that fill New Y'ork in the au
tumn for several weeks, it having become
more and more of a habit for the well-to
do who every year make their heglra from
all parts of the country and the various
summer resorts to stop on their way home
for a fortnight or so In tho metropolis, to
purchase their winter outfits and to “do”
all the new plays at the various theaters.
The fine tournouts belong as a rule to the
various livery-stable men who pride them
selves upon their establishments, which
are os well turned out in detail and are
generally as smart looking as private
traps, with coachmen and footmen as cor
rectly Anglican in dress and appearance
ns any one could desire. These are gen
erally “jobbed” by the week by the au
tumn visitors, who are well able to afford
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY. NOVEMBER 14, 1897.
t SILENT SUFFERERS.
Women do not Like to Tell a Doctor
the Details of Their
The reason why so many women suffer
in silence from the multiple disorders con
nected with their sexual system is that
they cannot bear to broach the subject
to a man, even if he is a physician.
No one can blame a modest, sensitive
woman for this reticence. It is unneces
’ in these times, however, for a woman
:es to all afflicted women a most generous
Mrs. Pinkham of Lynn, Mass., bids every
who suffers to write to her and confide
mptom that annoys her, and she will give
ice without charge, and that advice is
pon the greatest experience ever possessed
or woman in this country, and extends over
of twenty-three years, and thousands upon
..is of cases. AVhy suffer in silence any longer,
ay sister, when gethelp for the asking? Don’t fear to tell her everything.
The case of Mrs. Colony, whose letter to Mrs. Pinkham we publish, is an
Illustration of the good to he received from Mrs. Pinkham’s advice; here is a
woman who was sick for years and could get no relief—at last in despair she
wrote to Mrs. Pinkham —received in return a prompt, sympathetic and inter
ested reply. Note the result and go and do likewise.
“ I was troubled with such an aching in my back hips, and I felt so tired
alj the time, and had for four years. For the last year it was all I could do to
drag around. I would have such a ringing in my head by spells that it seemed
as though I would grow crazy. I ached from my shoulders to my feet and
was very nervous. I was also troubled with a white discharge. I wrote to Mrs.
Pinkham at Lynn, Mass., received a prompt reply and followed her advice, and
now I have no backache and begin to feel as one ought; in fact, I never felt bet
ter in ten years than Ido now. I thank God that I went doctoring with Mrs.
Pinkham when I did, for if I had not I know I would have been in my grave.”
—Mbs. Nki.i.ik E. Colony, Nahma, Mich.
such luxuries, and who like to assert the
dignity of their position in the greatest
city of America.
This autumn population has become more
and more a feature of New Y’ork life, and
it is, needless to say, of inestimable advan
tage to the hotel proprietors, theatrical
managers, livefy stable keepers, millin
ers, dressmakers, tailors and merchants
In general—may their race increase, and
may they become as sand on the seashore
or stars in the firmament. Greater New
York is big enough to receive and welcome
them to any extent, and is glad enough to
do it!
There Is one Murray Hill dame, says the
New York Tribune, at least, who is “re
turning with Joy,” after her summer’s
campaign, "bringing her sheaves with
her” in the shape of a long-coveted recog
nition by the set to which she for many
years had aspired to belong, but into
which she had hitherto failed to effect an
entree, although she was pretty and at
tractive, and rich, and of a parentage
rather better on the whole than many who
had passed her on the social ladder for no
apparent reason except that they had suc
ceeded and she had not. East summer,
as usual, she took a house at a fashion
able watering place, and, as usual also she
felt rather lonely and “out of it” amid
the gay crowds of intimates. One day she
said to one of her few friends who belong
ed to the world she seemed so aloof from
that she wished that she could break the
ice that seemed always to keep her at
such a distance, and that she could feel
herself more a part of her social surround
ings.
“Surely, there is no trouble about tt, if
you really want to go into society,” ex
claimed her friend. "I always thought you
didn’t care for that sort of thing. There
is no possible reason why you should not
go where you want to. Of course, you
must do something for a start. I’ll tell
you what, you must open your house and
grounds for a bazar for some charity that
the leaders of society are interested in.
There is nothing better for an entering
wedge—it always succeeds,” and the re
suit proved the truth of this worldly wis
dom. The bazar was given. All society
was Interested, and on the tidal wave
of her success little Mrs. S sailed into
the haven where she would be.
Some Time.—Eugene Field.
East night, my darling as you slept,
I thought I heard you sigh,
And to your little crib I crept
And watched a space thereby;
And then I stooped and kissed your brow,
For, oh! I love you so!
You are too young to know it now,
But some time you shall know.
Some time, when, In a darken’d place,
Where others come to weep,
Your eyes shall look upon a face
Calm in eternal sleep;
The voiceless lips, the wrinkled brow,
The patient smile shall show—
You are too young to know It now.
But some time you shall know.
Look backward then,, into the years '
And see me here to-night—
See, oh, my darling, how my tears
Are falling as I write—
And feel once more upon your brow
The kiss of long ago—
You are too young to know it now.
But some time you shall know.
“Been shopping?” the handsome woman,
pays the New York Sun, was asked as
she rushed into the dining room for lunch
eon. “Y’ou look as if you had hit on a
bargain.”
“No bargain, but I’ve done a staving
morning's work,” was the answer. “I’m
ever so many more dollars in than when
I started out.”
"Dollars in? That’s a. queer way to
shop. YVhat have you been doing?”
“Taking things back. You know those
salt-holders of mine that you admired at
the cottage this summer? Well, I clean
ed them up and took them back to B.’s,
and got my money back for them.”
“But you had used them all summer.’
“Yes, I know, but I was tired of them,
and next summer I can get new ones.”
"Didn’t they ask you when you bought
them?”
“Of course, but I said I couldn’t remem
ber. I bought so many things. Then they
examined them, found there wasn't any
thing out of the way, and gave me the
cash for them. Y’ou know, I don’t remem
ver the very day I got them; it was late
in February some time.”
“And this is November?”
“Y’es, but they werent' hurt a particle,
and now somebody else can have the
pleasure of using them. That’s the way
to keep things stirring. What are you
laughing at? Just wait until you hear all.
Y’ou know that piece of plum-colored vel
vet with the pinkish tinge?”
"Y’es, you were going to havo a waist
made of It.”
“Well, I won't have any waist made of
It now. It's gone. Here is the money for
it—six yards at *1 a yard, *24.”
“Have you taken that back, too?”
"Yes; hateful, staring thing, I was sick
of it. I had had it so long. But for a
while I thought I wouldn’t be able to get
rid of it.”
“How long Is it since you bought It?”
"Three years. Each winter something
happened to prevent my having it made
up, and now the money is of a great deal
moro use to me."
“Where did you buy It?”
”1 don't know. That’s the funny part.
I just racked my brains trying to remem
ber, but I couldn’t, and the original wrap
ping paper had disappeared, because I
kept the velvet out loose In the tray of
my trunk, so as not to crush it. I took
it to one store, and they said they never
had had any like it. I told them it was
a remnant, and I thought I got It there;
but they knew the make of velvet, and
said they ivy e sure l was wrong. I then
brought it home, and sent Maria out sam
ple hunting. She went to fifteen stores
and got stacks of sample. At last I found
a piece just exactly like it, and I took it
to that store myself. I had forgotten
whether I gave *3.50 or $1 a yard for it,
but they said it was $4, and gave me the
full amount."
“And do you think you really had
bought it at that store?”
“No, It was from G’s. I never was in
the other store before in but they
are nice people, and I mean to deal with
them in future. Now I'm going to put *lO
to this and get a braided blouse witli fur
down the front.”
A woman writes from Ramiport City, on
the Yukon river, about housekeeping in the
Klondike: “It is impossible to escape the
dirt,” she says. “Every pore of the skin Is
filled with it, and all clothing Is ruined.
There is some sort of mineral deposit
gold, perhaps—which acts upon the skin
and clothing, and grinds into them. Wash
ing does not remove it, but produces a
gummy substance, which the strongest
soap won’t cut. This dirt is the hardest
thing 1 have to endure. I like the coun
try. The air is fine and clear, with glori
ous sunsets on mountain and river. We
have an SBOO log cabin; just a hut, with on.;
room, one window, a bunk, and a place
for a stove pipe. There are no beds; in
the whole town there is but one cot and
mattress, and that is ours. Our cabin
it situated on a hill, commanding fine
views of both bends in the river. There
are about 400 inhabitants here. The new
comers, like ourseuves, are well provis
ioned; those who have been here all sum
mer have but little, and poor prospects of
more. The situation is alarming. We were
aroused night before last, after midnight,
by a summons to go down store and
attend a meeting for the purpose of pre
venting a steamer which had just come in
from taking her provisions any farther.
Dried fruits, butter, evaporated potatoes,
kerosene oil, etc., are a dollar a pound. A
stove which sells in Seattle for *l2 brings
*45 here, and is not to be had except oc
casionally. We have everything, almost,
in one form or another, except fresh
meats. Eggs and milk we have desiccat
ed and condensed, likewise potatoes and
onions, and we have excellent appetites.
* * * There are three other ladies in the
town. In fact, we are the most unique
crowd that ever came to a mining camp—
lawyers, doctors, brokers, teachers, soci
ety man—all are here.”
At the Ball—
A woman’s laughter, low and clear,
And then, through clouds of shimmering
lace.
Fair as a star of the upper sphere,
I caught a glimpse of a woman's face—
A glimpse of a beautiful woman’s face.
Ivory phoulders and cheeks aglow.
Lips like the coral that's born of the
wave,
Teeth as white ns the Alpine snow,
And night to her hair its luster gave—
Its rippling and gleaming luster gave.
Filmy and fair was her gauzy gown,
Her bosom shone o’er its meshes white;
Her only diadem. Beauty's crown,
For she was queen of my heart that
night—
The beautiful queen of my heart that
night.
And on her breast my roses shone.
Pure and white as their resting place.
But she was the fairest rose ere blown;
She, my darling, my love, my Grace—
My beautiful, laughing, Innocent Grace.
Let the dance go on and the revel speed,
She shines like a star in the ball-room
gay,
To the gallants who woo her I give no
heed.
For she’s to be mine some sweet, glad
day—
Be mine forever,’ some sweet, glad day.'
—Carl Eitsey.
For street and shopping dressed kids are
very popular. They come in almost ev
ery color of the rainbow, and can be had
to match any gown, be it ever so bright.
Matching a gown, however, is not recom
mended, although often done. It Is far
better taste to have the gloves contrast
with the gown, or have them to match
the hat. Often this amounts to the same
thing in this day of a hat to wear with
every gown, yet never a hat to match a
gown.
Contrasting stitching is liked on kid
gloves, and black, stitched with red, white
or lavender, is often seen, though far be
it from me to recommend it Tan gloves
with white stitching are in very good taste
The new tans, by the way, are very
bright shades.
Walking gloves of dogskin are still much
worn, and the demand for suedes has
brought upon the market a very heavy
suede which comes in castor shades. Is
very handsome, very durable and very
fashionable.
Many women who are sticklers for the
fitness of things wear glace kid gloves
with a satin gown, claiming that a suede
glove spoils the effect of the costume.
This is a very reasonable theory, to say
the least. The prospect, therefore, still
remains that we shall wear dressed kids
with some handsome gowns.
For evening gowns the fancies in gloves
vary but little. Suede in delicate shades
Is still preferred, although black to match
some part of the costume, a ribbon, a belt
or a slipper, may still be worn.
The Washington girl—all Washington
women are girls, says the Chicago Tlmes-
Berald, until they grow old—is a com
promosie between the type of the north
and the type of the south. She Is of the
woman womanly. She has peculiar deli
cateness of face and figure. The bosom is
full and the hips beautifully munded, yet
the form is slender. Hands and feet are
small. The hight is oftener under five
feet five than over it. The eyes are apt
to be hazel or dark, and are always bright
and tender. The eyebrows are somewhat
heavy, and strongly marked, and the
lashes are long. The,complexion is singu
larly clear. The face has great regularity
o# feature, and the average of beauty is
high. Washington and New Orleans are
the only American cities in, which one
may eee the women walk with Spanish
grace. On this account Connecticut ave
nue, when Easter bonnets cluster, is
strangely pleasing. . The Washington girl
is apt to know politics. She is thoroughly
devoted to society. She as well as
the New Y’ork woman,'with moro of
southern lightness to her clothing. If we
could hare a show—as we have a horse
show—in which women could be compe
tently judged, point by point, I do not
think that the Washington girl would class
so high as the New York woman or the
Chicago woman; but I believe that most
men would prefer her.
One of the girls, says Harper’s Bazar,
who has just unpacked her well-filled
trunks from Paris has disclosed to view
the loveliest hair pins imaginable. They
are novelties here,and fill a long-felt want.
What girl likes to have short hairs strag
gling about her neck? When they curl
naturally that is a different thing. Now
the latest tip from Paris is to wear pins
which are so shaped as to gather up and
keep in place all wayward hairs at the
back of the head.
These pins come in different designs, and
those we have Just seen are of both the
expensive and inexpensive kind. One was
a plain gold band with a lovely little dia
mond daisy in the center, which looked so
pretty nestling in the hair. Another was a
plain tortoise-shell band for morning wear,
and still another was a wreath of pearls
and turquoise. This girl who has
brought over all these pretty things says
that many of the French women wear two
pins of this sort—one at the back of the
hair, and one on top to keep the Pompa
dour puff, so much the fashion Just now, in
place. These pins are made on a flat
band, with a clasp like a safety pin. If
any one of the girls should have a pretty
bar pin, it would not be either an expen
sive or difficult matter to have it made
into one of these hair pins, which are now
so much the rage.
One of the daintiest things in handker
chiefs is from Arabia. It is made from the
sheerest of linen, has a narrow hem daint
ily stitched, and on the outer edge of the
hem is a border composed of tiny lacelike
points, almost Imperceptible, and appar
ently worked on to the handkerchief. Hand
work is to be found marvelously cheap
nowadays, and these little handkerchiefs
are only a dollar each.
It was at a well-known Broadway con
fectioner’s, says the New York Tribune,
where there is a soda fountain and always
a stylish and thirsty crowd, composed
chiefly of women. It was upon one of these
women, pretty and young, that
the eyes of two of the later comers were
fastened.
There was something peculiar about her.
It was not in the make of her gown, which
was all that fashion, good taste, and a
skillful tailor could make It. That was all
right; only, at one side it had the appear
ance of being pulled up on her hip suf
ficiently high to show a pretty 6ilk petti
coat below it.
What could be the matter? The eyes of
the two women were glued upon It.
“I have It,” said one, and she fairly clap
ped her hands. “Do you see that, my dear?
That girl is wearing the new false hips,
as sure as you’re born, and in the crowd
one of them has been pushed up, and has
pulled her gown with it.”
And she was right. But the girl of the
modem hips drank her soda with an air
of perfect self-satisfaction and a clear
conscience, and history does not relate
how, when, or where, or the moral effect
upon the young woman, when she discov
ered that at last the world knew her as she
really was.
One of the New York dally papers, in
commenting upon street novelties, says
that a demand has sprung up in London
for the sedan chair as a vehicle of fash
ionable travel. One firm, it is said, is
busy in the manufacture of these relics,
which of recent years have proved useful
only as ornaments or on the stage. The
now chairs are not to be decorated as of
old, with paintings or gilded mountings,
but the colors popular for the decoration
of ordinary vehicles will be used. They
will be painted black, dark green, blue
or maroon, with light yellow, green and
red for trimmings. The chairs will be
very light, and the promoters of the
scheme are said to expect their profit from
the use of the vehicle for evening parties,
dinners or other gatherings where the
distance to be traveled is not great. Oth
er passengers will not be carried, and the
interior of the chairs will in this way be
kept particularly clean, and wraps or
dresses of light color are not likely to
be soiled. One of the guests at the Brad
ley-Martin ball last winter was very anx
ious to go from her home to the hotel in
a sedan chair, on the ground that such a
method of conveyance was the only possi
ble one appropriate to the character she
portrayed. But her family and friends
persuaded her that, In spite of the pro
priety of the sedan chair, the journey
down Fifth avenue would necessarily have
to be undertaken under such strong police
protection that the plan would lose Its ef
fect. Evidently in London no such curi
osity exists. The new horseless carriage
attracts nearly as much attention as ever,
and one made in the form of a T cart,
with bright red wheels, invariably at
tracts as many spectators as a torchlight
parade.
The funny woman, in spite of her bril
liant conversational qualities, says the
Woman’s Home Companion, is rarely a
social success. Unbridled wit and tact are
inimical. The wag who is bursting with
a mot will hardly ever repress it just to
preserve harmony. Now, when one wants
a dinner party to go off pleasantly and
smoothly, one does not feel safe in in
viting a guest who may, in a moment of
exuberant fun, create one of those "aw
ful pauses” so dreaded In society, or inno
cently enrage some eminent personage by
a telling “home shot.” Genius for humor
is like any other sort of genius—you must
take it as you find it, and it is a very
difficult thing to confine in a strait-jacket
of conventionality.
The funny woman is not usually a win
ner in the game of hearts, though she may
succeed in affording her men friends ex
cellent entertainment. The ideal girl—that
paragon of man’s fancy—is not usually she
who is prone to puns, and who is likely to
find a funny spot in the most sentimental
situation. Men may admire quickness of
wit in the abstract, but they are not so
apt to fall in love with a girl who is al
ways making "smart speeches.” They are
as disagreeably startled by sharp wit on
the lips of a pretty girl as though they
had found pepper in their ice cream.
Dear, funny woman, we would not laugh
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always, nor live perpetually in a shower
of mental fireworks. Ever and again we
ping to commune with the earnest, grave
and jokeless friend with whom we may
discuss some profound and solemn theme
without being met by a fusilade of feeble
puns and witticisms. We know you are
very funny, but one’s face aches with
continual smiling, and an exclusively fun
ny diet is about as sustaining as a ra
tion of mere pepper and salt. Truly, there
Is a time to laugh, but it is not all the
time.
WEEDING RAILWAYS.
The Method Adopted, in the South
west to Get Hid of the Trouble
some Growth.
From the Railroad Gazette.
In the southwest the railroads have a
large Item of expense which finds no place
on the books of eastern companies, this
being for the removal of weeds which
grow rank and luxuriantly between the
tracks, seriously Impeding rapid running,
being crushed under the wheels and mak
ing the tracks greasy and slippery. Va
rious methods have been proposed, and
tried to destroy these weeds, but that
finally adopted by the Atchison, Topeka
and Santa Fe railroad is to burn them
by means of an oil flame.
This burner destroys the vegetation be
tween the rails and over a space of twerp
ty-four to thirty inches outside of them.
The outfit consists of a car made of iron,
of iron shields suspended under the car,
and between the trucks, an oil-tank car
having a capacity of 4,500 gallons and a
smaller oil tank of 800 gallons capacity,
strong enough to withstand a pressure of
seventy pounds a square Inch. This tank
is filled from the tank car and air pres
sure is supplied for forcing the oil to the
burners. The car, which is sixty-five feet
long, is strengthened by connecting trusses
at each side, and has a cab sheathed
with corrugated iron at one end. The car
is intended to be pulled over the road by
a locomotive. The shield beneath the car
is thirty-two feet long, with aprons at
each side to retain the heat and to pre
vent side winds carrying the flame to one
side of the shield. The forward truck is
protected by an auxiliary shield fastened
to the bottom of the lower arch bars.
When the fire is started the shield is
lowered to within three or four inches of
the rail, and the aprons then slide on the
ground. When crossing bridges the shields
are lifted clear of the rails twelve to fif
teen Inches by means of air pressure from
a reservoir acting through a train of
chains and pulleys. The oii supply is
also cut off in crossing bridges, and the
moment the oil valves are closed the
flame is extinguished and it is as readily
renewed when the oil* valves are again
opened. The oil is directed against the
inclined under surface on the shield, which
retains sufficient heat to ignite the oil,
even after it has been shut off for half an
hour. In crossing small culverts and
cattle guards the closing of the valve is ,
unnecessary, as the lifting of the shield
will carry the flame high enough to pre- I
vent any firing of the timbers.
The compressed air for forcing the oil
through the burners and for lifting the
shield is supplied by two Westinghouse
air pumps, these being sufficient to main
tain an air pressure of seventy pounds
with four burners in use. The amount of
oil required for each burner is about eight
gallons per mile. A light crude oil is pre
ferred. Only a few minutes are required
to get an effective heat after reaching the
place where the work is to be done, and
after the first few minutes no difficulty
is experienced from the oil dropping on
the roils and making them greasy. A
gang of four men follow close to the ear
to put out all ties fired, but it is the in
tention soon to use steam jets from the lo
comotive in extinguishing fired ties. The
speed with which the car travels depends
upon the kind of vegetation to be scorch
ed. Early in the season, when weeds are
tender and not over live or six inches high,
a speed of four miles an hour is practica
ble, whereas if the track is thickly cov
ered and matted with heavy, coarse grass
the speed must be reduced to two and
a half miles an hour. Only the light blades
of grass are consumed, the greater part
being scorched, and while many stalks ap
pear quite green after the flame passed
over them, in a few days they, too, wilt
and die.
One curious and unexplained fact which
has also been observed in connection with
forest fires is that anew kind of vegeta
tion appears after each burning. The cost
of operating the car for a day of twelve
hours is SSO, so that covering thirty miles
a day the average cost per mile is SI,G6,
It is claimed the oil consumed is a com
paratively small item in the total charge,
the transfer from one part of the road
to another and the use of a locomotive
bringing it up to the sum named.
—One of the most curious stones in tho
W'orld is found in England. It is a natural
barometer, and actually foretells probable
changes in the weather. It turns black
shortly before on approaching rain, while
in tine weather it is mottled with spots of
white.
BEGGARS IN A SYNDICATE.
> Parisian Paupers Form an Organ!-
nation for Protection.
From the Chicago Chronicle.
| Paris, Nov. 6.—Begging has become a
profession. Of course, Paris is the habitat
of the members of it, and at its head is a
syndicate. A meeting of these enterpri-s-
I ins paupers has just been held to protest
against the action of the local mayor in
returning the sum of 50,000 francs, saved
during a period of several years, to the
; poor law board, when, as they affirm, so
[ many urgent, not to say desperate, cases
i need relief. And what is more, they clamor
j for a serious and complete investigation
into the manner in which money has been
dealt out during the past decade.
As will have been noticed, these people
are very much in earnest, and are deter
mined not to be done out of what they
claim as their rights. It is true that this
move has been started under the banner
of pauperism alonq* and that the "syndi
cate of the destitue,” as It Is styled, pro
fesses to represent the poor who need the
help of the charity officials. No doubt it
contains a due proportion of persons who
will not beg. Its formation and the energy
which it is displaying have, however, h;ui
the effect of calling considerable attention
to the other category of paupers, who are
not above asking for private assistance, as
well.
There is queer talk of various address
books drawn up for the use of the profes
sional medicant, which can be consulted on
payment of a certain sum. Explanatory
notes of a very practical character figure
in these works. Thus of one wealthy citi
zen it is stated that a 5-franc piece can
easily be got out of him, while another
cries “No money, but clothes.” At a re
ligious establishment which “regularizes”
marriages a complete outfit can be pro
cured. An introduction as a victim of the
reactionaries and the cures to a certain
rich old rascal is described as a very prof
itable affair. Here is a curious story re
lated by a woman:
“Asa matter of fact,” she explained, “I
must confess that my child has been bap
tised twelve times in the Protestant and
fourteen times in the Catholic church.
You see, it was a very hard winter and
each ceremony brought mo a franc and
anew dress.”
Y\ hen a wedding comes off the beggars
already Informed, congregate on the spot
in shoals. One evening a police inspector
met an individual who figured at fairs
as as ”a poor paralytic” stepping along
briskly.
“How is this? Are you not the paralytla
whom I saw at Neuilly, and do you not
solicit alms in that capacity?”
“Not at all,” was the ready answer. “I
have never declared that I was parallzed.
I only say, ’Look at the work of a poor
paralytic.’ The paralytic is the artist who
painted the picture which I show.”
It Is sugested that as a measure of self
defense the formation of the syndicate
should be promptly followed by the crea
tion of a like institution composed of those
who give.”
Uses of the Lemon,
; From the Boston Traveler,
i Juice of the lemon Is one of the best and
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Lemon is used in intermittent fevers. It
will alleviate and finally cure coughs an‘d
colds, and heal diseased lungs, if taken hot.
Its uses are manifold, and the more wa
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experimentally in malarial fever with great
success, and thinks it will in time super
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