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KNOXVILLE JOURNAL.
KNOXVILLE, GEORGIA.
The Legislature of California, at its
last session, amended the State revenue
laws so as to exempt fruit trees and
grape vines from taxation.
“It is estimated,” says the Indianapolis
Journal, “that $200,000,000 of British
capital has been invested in the United
States during the current year.”
The railroads of India have almost
done away with caste. All sorts of re¬
ligions now have to mix up, and it
hasn’t hurt’em a bit. On the contrary,
fanaticism is fast disappearing.
Says the Washington Star: “How
many girl graduates of the season have
written their commencement essays on
the ‘Coming Man,’ and how few will find
him like his portrait when he comes!”
An eminent English surgeon says that
a kiss on the lips ought to be felt for at
least twenty minutes afterward, and
that kissing produces a sensation which
the system requires to keep it in a healthy
state.
Since the phylloxera has so ravaged
France, Turkey is looming up as a wine
producing country. Some of the south¬
ern provinces are said to be excellent as
wine growing districts, both for climate
and soil.'
A Captain in the Russian Army has
been cashiered for saving the life of a
peasant woman, 1 ‘and thereby lowering
his standard as a gentleman.” In this
sountry such an act would have raised a
(oldier’s “standard” as a gentleman.
The man who seems to have made the
most out of the Oklahoma boom is ex
Govemor Crawford, of Kansas, who re¬
ceived ten per cent, of the amount paid
to the Creek Indians for the lands, on
account of his services as an attorney
in negotiating the sale.
It is a significant commentary .on the
uselessness of universal exhibitions as pro¬
moters of permanent peace, muses the
New Orleans Times Democrat, that the
“War Palace” in the great Paris -show
this year is more popular with the French
visitors than any other department.
When the Seminole Indians of Florida
elect a chief, they choose the biggest fight¬
er and most successful hunter of the tribe.
If there happens to be a tie between two
candidates, their method of deciding it
is to have each candidate place a live coal
on his wrist. The one who flinches first
loses the office.
It is the immemorial privilege of an
alien domiciled in England, if he be ar
rainged for a criminal offence, to demand
that he shall be tried by a jury, one-half
of which shall consist of foreigners. In
the jury which tried such a man a few
weeks ago, it was discovered near the end
of the trial that one of the members, a
Frenchman, could not really understand
English at all, and the proceeding went
for naug ht.
_
The Board of Visitors to the Annapolis
(Md.) Naval Academy, recommends that
the academic course be reduced from six
to four years, and that at the end of four
years the cadets be commissioned as en¬
signs. It also recommends that the max¬
imum limit of age be nineteeen instead
of twenty years. The board thinks it
would be desirable for the Government to
find occupation for more graduate cadets
than are now taken annually into the
naval service, and suggests that Congress
put these young men into the marine ser¬
vice.
The metric system is slowly, but surely,
becoming established throughout the
civilized world. The English-speaking
countries, however, are slower in adopt¬
ing it than those of other lands, and in
' country there is yet
our own as compara¬
tively little use of the system excepting
in scientific circles. That it is extend¬
ing, however, is shown by figures pre¬
sented at a recent meeting of the French
Academy of Science. Countries repre¬
senting 302,000,000 of people have
adopted it—a gain of 53,000,000 in ten
fears.
California Mud Springs.
The mud springs or volcanoes of Cali¬
fornia are in the southern part of the
State, in the valley of the Gila River.
The country there is principally supposed an alka¬ the
line desert, and it was that
land was once submerged by the sea.
The mud springs or volcanoes are in a
circular area of about half an acre, de¬
pressed several feet below the surround¬
ing land, and supposed to be the bed of
i salt lake left by the retreating gulf.
Here there are numerous little coves,
three or four feet in height, of soft earth,
from which there is a constant discharge
af carbonic and hydrosulphui-ic sink acid into gas.
These coves, after a time, the
earth and hew ones are thrown up. The
small volcanoes are very hot, their tem¬
perature standing at 125 degrees in the
Rasper .time. _________—
THE OLD OANOE.
Where the rocks are gray and the shore is
Steep.
And the waters below look dark and deep;
Where the rugged pine, in its lonely pride,
Leans gloomily over the murky tide;
Where the reeds and rushes are long and
lank,
And the weeds grow thick on the winding
bank;
Where the shadow is heavy the whole day
through,
There lies at its mooring the old canoe.
The useless paddles are idly dropped,
Like a sea-bird’s wings that the storm has
lopped,
And crossed on the railing; one o’er one,
Like the folded hands when the work is done,
While busily back and forth between
The spider stretches his silvery screen,
And the solemn owl with the dull “too
whoo,”
Settles down on the side of the old canoe.
The stern half sunk in the slimy wave,
Rots slowly away in its living grave,
And the green moss creeps o’er its dull decay,
Hiding its moldering dust away,
Like the hand that plants o’er the tomb a
flower,
Or the ivy that mantles the falling tower;
While many a blossom of loveliest hue
Springs up o’er the stern of the old canoe.
The euvrentless waters are dead and still,
But the twilight wind plays with the boat at
will,
And lazily in and out again
It floats the length of the rusty chain.
Like the weary march of the hands of time,
That meet and part at the noontide chime,
And the shore is kissed at each turn anew.
By the dripping bow of the old canoc.
Oh! many a time with careless hand,
I have pushed it away from the pebbly
strand.
And paddled it down where the stream runs
quick,
Where the whirls are wild and the eddies
thick,
And laughed as I leaned o’er the rocking
side,
And looked below in the broken tide,
To see that the faces and boats were two,
That were mirrowed back from the old
canoe.
But, now as I lean o’er the crumbling side,
And look below in the sluggish tide,
The face that I see there is graver grown,
All the laugh that I hear has a soberer tone,
And the hands that lent to the light skiff
wings
Have grown familiar with sterner things,
But I love to think of the hours that sped
As I rocked where the whirls their white
spray shed
Ere the blossom waved or the green grass
grew
O’er the moldering stern of the old canoe.
MATTIE’S CHOICE.
If any one had hinted to pretty Mattie
Woolston that she would ever figure as a
heroine in a story, she would have opened
her brown eyes wide in amazement. She
was the only child of good old Dr. Wool¬
ston, of Greyport, a thriving town in
Yorkshire, and in the circle of local so¬
ciety was considered at once a belle and
an heiress. Hair and eyes the color of a
chestnut yrhen first the burr uncloses, a
complexion as soft as satin and white as
milk, with the prettiest rose tint of color
on the round cheeks, white, even teeth
set in a pretty, smiling mouth, a figure
tall, slight and graceful, were the attrac¬
tions in appearance of the village beauty.
But those who knew Mattie Woolston
well were wont to say that her pretty
face and figure were the least of her
charms. She had a low, musical voice,
a manner graceful and easy, high-bred by
intuition of what was dignified and maid¬
enly ; she was the neatest housekeeper in
Greyport, and all her taste, full dresses
and hats were the work of her own deft
fingers. She had read intelligently, and
could converse well.
So it is no matter for wonder that
Mattie had many lovers. But foremost
upon the list, to all appearance, was
handsome Ned Gordon, who had been to
the University, and whose father shared
the aristocratic honors of Greyport with
the doctor and clergyman, being the only
lawyer in the town.
The clergyman was a bachelor of nearly
forty years of age, who had come but
recently to Greyport to preside over the
church where the Woolstons and the
Gordons had each a pew. He was a
grave, reserved man, whose face bore the
impress of sorrows and cares conquered,
and succeeded by the serene peace that is
far above the careless content that has
never known interruption. He was not
a handsome man, but had large, tender
eyes under a broad white brow; and these
would irradiate his homely face with a
light almost divine, when he preached
with an eloquence and simplicity rarely
combined; so that men went from his
church, slowly and thoughtfully ponder¬
ing upon truths that were but homely,
every-day facts, but suddenly had been
illumined by earnest eloquence into paths
to salvation.
One of these men, young, wealthy and
full of talent, was Ned Gordon, Mattie's
ardent admirer from boyhood. He had
left her in sobbing pain of love to go to
a boarding school, had felt his heart
torn when college took him again from
Mattie, and had become more devoted
than ever when he came home “for
good,” to find her grown to womanhood,
fairer than ever.
He had been wont to say of himself,
when he considered the subject at all,
that he “was not a bad fellow, as fellows
go,” being simply an idle hanger-on to
his father’s wealth, a desultory student
of musty law-books when the mood
seized him, floating carelessly down life’s
stream doing no especial harm by the
way, but assuredly doing no good either.
Of his personal responsibility in the
scheme of creation, he had never thought
until the Rev. Harvey Stillman was ap¬
pointed vicar of the fine old church at
Greyport, where Ned’s fine tenor was
quite a feature in the choir. It must be
confessed that, under the dull prosy
preaching of Harvey Stillman’s prede¬
cessor, the choir seats had been a gather¬
ing place for much quiet flirtation
among the belles and beaux of the town;
and Ned’s chief magnet was the certainty
of sitting near Mattie, and hearing her
clear sweet soprano join his own voice.
But before Harvey Stillman had been
a month at Grayport, Ned was uneasily
conscious that many of his words were
as dagger thrusts at his own aimless, use
less life, and waking to this conscious¬
ness, he also awakened to another disa¬
greeable fact—namely, that Mattie was
also perceiving that life was a more earn¬
est, real thing, than she had before pic¬
tured it to herself.
She had never been a drone in the
hive, but she had become more actively
useful outside of her little house-world,
visiting in a quiet, unostentatious way,
among the poorest of her father’s pa¬
tients, doing good in an humble spirit,
but with a sincere desire to help, as far as
possible, those who needed her Aitle
ministrations.
Ned loved her more than ever for the
gentle self-denials she practiced so quiet¬
ly that only those who were benefited
knew of them, but, to his great dismay,
there came a little gulf between himself
and liis love, widening so gradually he
could not tell where it had commenced
or would end.
For the first time since he was a mere
boy he saw that Mattie gave him only the
warm friendship of years of brotherly
and sisterly intercourse, where he had
given the first and only love of his life.
She seemed drifting from him, absorbed
in her new duties and leaving but little
margin of time for the recreations they
had shared for years. He was appalled by
the fear of losing hei, and yet she kept
him from telling her either his hopes or
his fears.
“She thinks I am an idle, goed-for
nothing fellow,” he thought, “and I
never get any chance now to tell her I
mean to buckle on my armor, too, and
do my share of work. I am studying
hard, and father will give me a start in
my profession, that can be made a com¬
fort to the afflicted and a light to the
down-trodden. I mean to be all even
Mattie can wish me to be, but I can't get
a word with her now. Last evening she
was with that poor dying child of Cross¬
man’s, and to-day she is trying to com¬
fort his mother. The last time I called
she was at the National School, and when
I do see hershe is not the careless,merry
hearted Mattie of old. She thinks I am
the same, though, and despises me for an
idle good-for-nothing.”
Some such pondering was in Ned’s
mind, when, driving his phaeton up the
main street of the town, he overtook the
Rev. Harvey Stillman going in the same
direction. He reined in at once.
“If you are going my way, Mr. Still¬
man,” he said, “will you let me drive
you to your destination?”
you,” “I am afraid I am going too far for
was the reply. “I am on my way
to Hawson’s place.”
“How fortunate I met you! It is fully
three miles. Get in, and Black Prince '
will soon carry you there.”
“But you?”
“My time is yours. Do not refuse
me!”
The clergyman accepted the invitation,
and before he fully perceived what he
saying. Ned was making him a con¬
of all his perplexities and resolu¬
tions, till even his love story came out in
earnest words. Led on by the quietly
sympathy iu all his resolves to
upon anoble and more useful life,im¬
petuous Ned,by a sudden inspiration,said:
‘ ‘If only Mattie could know how much it
would help me to feel sure of her love? I
cannot say if she ever cared for me as I
care for her; but if I could believe she
be my wife when I deserved her,
would stimulate me as no other hope on
earthcoud do.”
“You think she loves you?”
The Rev. Harvey Stillman's very lips
were white as he asked the question.
“I did think so once. Now, I would
give all I own to be sure of it.”
There was much more to the same pur¬
pose, till Ned, with a sudden gleam of
hope, asked the clergyman to plead his
cause.
“No one has so much influence as you
have. She looks up to you as to a
father,” said Ned, never seeing how his
listener winced at the comparison; and if
you were to tell her how her love would
aid me, she might believe I do not
always mean to be the idler she has
known. ”
“I will see her,” was the grave reply.
“If she loves you, she shall have the
happiness of giving you the encourage¬
ment you desire.”
But when the drive was over, and the
clergyman entered his study, the quiet
gravity of his face broke up into an ex¬
pression of keenest suffering. He had
borne many sorrows in his life. Death
had taken his nearest and dearest; pov¬
erty had laid her heavy hand upon him;
temptation had assailed him, only driven
back by prayerful struggles. He had
hoped to find in Greyport rest, after a
long battle in life. His living promised
him an easy competence and some leisure
for studies he loved, without neglect of
his higher duties. But before he had
been in his new home many weeks Mattie
Woolston’s sweet, earnest face, her gen-,
tie goodness, her unobtrusive, his sincere
piety had wakened in heart an emo¬
tion he had never hoped to experience.
Love had been a far off possibility for hap¬
pier lives, and he had not perceived that
it was seeking entrance into his own till
Ned Gordon ror :d him to conscious¬
ness of what his deep interest in Mattie
signified.
He loved her,and he had undertaken to
plead the cause of another to her!
Thought became such torture that he re¬
solved to have the dread inteview over,
to know the worst at once. He found
Mattie in the parlor of her father’s hand¬
some house, and, fearing for his own
strength, told his errand gently.
The girl looked at him with white
cheeks and a startled expression, as if
she had received a sudden, unexpected
blow where she had looked for kindness.
Her great brown eyes had a hunted, pite¬
ous look that it went to his heart to see.
She struggled for composure before
trusted her voice to speak, and it was
and tremulous when she said:
you arc Mr. Gordon’s ambassador,
him, from me, that he has my most sincere
good wishes for his success in his now
life, He has no warmer friend, no more
earnest well-wisher than myself. But 1
can never bo his wife. I do not love
hiiq. since We childhood, have been like brother and
sister and I can give him
my sisterly affection, nothing more.”
“I think he is sincere in his resolution
to make his life more earnest and useful
than it has ever been,” the Rev. Henry
Stillman said, his own pain urging him
still to plead Ned’s cause.
“I hope he will persevere in his resolve,
He may make a noble man.”
“But his love”
“I can never return,” she said reso¬
lutely. “Pray leave me now. I—Iamnol
well.”
He left her. Only a few feet from
the door he turned and retraced his steps.
He had satisfied his conscience; had
pleaded the cause of the younger, hand¬
somer man. Faithfully he had placed be¬
fore Mattie all Ned’s pleadings, all her influ¬
ence might do for him, and he had won
only a steady refusal of the suit he urged.
Now—he set his teeth hard, and went
back. Now ho would risk his own fate!
But at the door he paused, for Mattie
had thrown herself in a deep arm-chair,
and with her face hidden, was sobbing
with a perfect passion of grief.
Was it for Ned? Did she already re¬
pent her decision? Irresolute whether tc
retreat or advance. Harvey Stillman
stood in the doorway till Mattie neithei
seeing nor hearing him, felt she was not
alone, and looked up. Iu a moment she
was on her feet, and for the first time the
clergyman saw her eyes flash with anger.
“Why do you come back?” she said.
“Have you not sufficiently humiliated
me?”
“I!” he cried. “I humiliate you?”
“What else is it to come to me to
plead Mr. Gordon’s love? Is he an idiot
that he cannot speak himself,- but must
make my name a byword by prating of
his love to every stranger?”
“Mi 5S Woolston, you mis j udge him and
me—me most of all if you imagine I de¬
sire to humiliate you. I, who honor you
above all other women! I, who came
tearing my own heart to plead against it
for your happiness! Do not judge me
harshly, Mattie, for my love’s sake!”
She had so visibly brightened as he
spoke, such dewy happiness rested in the
brown eyes, such tremulous smiles gath¬
ered around the small mouth, that the
Rev. Harvey Stillman felt his own heart
swell with sudden rapture.
“Mattie,” he cried, “I am many years
older than you are, and yet I love you
with all the strength of my heart!’-’
“And I love you.”
Simply as a child, she told the truth oi
her own heart. He was not a man foi
any outburst of rapture. Tenderly he
folded her in his arms, saying softly.
“Thank God, darling!”
Nobody but Mattie and her betrothed
kfiew why Ned Gordon resolved to pur¬
sue his studies in London instead of re¬
maining with his father in Greyport, but
years later, when he camo back to the
country town to take his father’s prac¬
tice, the Rev. Harvey Stillman felt, with
grateful emotion, that the good resolu¬
tions had not faltered, but had ennobled
and purified the entire life of his old ri¬
val, while Mattie gave a cordial welcome
to the pretty blue-eyed wife, who had won
and kept the heart of her old lover.
Iron as Fish Food.
An extraordinary “find in a fish”
made in the Market Hall by a fish
dealer named George Smith, who owns a
stall there. Among the many consign¬
of fish which he received was a
of large conger eels seat from
Skibereen, County Cork, Ireland. The
conger is known to bo a very vicious fish,
but one could scarcely believe that ho
would swallow two pounds nine ounces of
iron. Yet such was the morsel found in
the stomach of one of the eels. Mr.
Smith was cutting up the fish when his
knife encountered something hard, and
on opening the stomach he found a largo
iron bolt, which liad evidently been part
of a ship’s tackle.
The bolt is about a foot long, and at
the end is a large ring, two inches and a
half or three inches in diameter.
The bolt itself is as thick as an ordin¬
ary Malacca cane.
The eel weighed about two stone and
was a yard and a half long. His swallow¬
ing capacity may be judged from the fact
that a good-sized mackerel was also found
in the stomach. The bolt is eaten away
by rust, and is of a type decidedly out of
date, so that it had probably lain on the
bottom of the sea a long time before it
was swallowed by the eel. The latter’s
stomach and back were considerably in¬
flamed, and there is little reason to doubt
that it would soon have died from indi¬
gestion. A curious feature of the case is
that the fish was blind in one eye. In¬
spector Latham told our representative
that many curious things were oftentimes
found in the stomach of fish sent to the
Market Hall, and instanced his remarks
by stating that a short time back the arm
of a child was discovered inside a large
codfish. There may, after all, be truth
in the old stories of missing rings and
jewels being restored to the light through
this agency. — Birmingham ( England)
Mail.
Using a Whale for a Target.
“Old Creedmoor” is a big whale that
plays around Passamaquoddy Bay, about
two miles from town, every summer.
At least, it is positively asserted by fish¬
ermen that the same old fellow lias made
liis appearance annually to feed on the
schools of herring that frequent this the place
in the summer season, and is how ha
got his title. In times past when some
of the crack shots of the Frontier Guards
were too tired to walk out to the rifle range
they would take a boat, and sailing down
the harbor at a certain time of the tide,
would be quite certain to find his whale
ship playing around the bay. Then they
would make use of him for a target, as a
part of his big carcass frequently rose
above the surface a long distance off.
An ex-member of the guards says you
could always tell when he was hit for he
“kicked like a steer .”—Eastport (Me.)
Sentinel.
SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL.
Galveston, Texas, $500,000. is putting up a
mill to cost
Scientists declare that the average siae
of men’s necks is decreasing.
An electrical shoal water indicator lias
just been devised by two Mexicans.
Western manufacturers find that oil is
a cheap and entirely satisfactory substi¬
tute for hard fuel.
The temperature in the deepest coal
mines in the world is ninety-five degrees.
They are in France.
Virginia City, Nev., has the biggest
electric plsnt on earth. It has six 120
horsepower generators, and runs a mine
and mill.
A rock breaker has just been made at
Chicago which which weighs forty-five tons and
will break a big rock at the rate
of two to three tons per minute.
The Union Pacific has just ordered
seventy-six locomotives from the Bald¬
win Locomotive Works at Philadelphia,
to be finished as soon as possible.
The Vermont Microscopical Association
has announced that a prize of $250, given
by a firm of chemists, will be paid to the
first discoverer of a new disease germ.
A wealthy Spaniard, named Buenos,
has donated to the Government the sum
of $100,000 for the purpose of making
experiments with a new submarine boat.
Extensive works, to employ many hun¬
dreds of workmen, are to be started in
Germany for the manufacture of paper
from iron and glass by a newly discovered
process.
A Scotchman, who evidently does not
despise small things, claims that he has
detected 30,000 dust motes in the
thousandeth part of a cubic inch of the
air of a room.
London’s smoke, it is said, contains
each day 300 tons of carbon, whose waste
is estimated at $13,000,000 yearly, while
the damage to buildings is set down at
$ 10 , 000 , 000 .
There are more paper mills running
more machines in the United States than
in any other country in the world. Ger¬
many has nearly as many, but no other
country has half as many.
The cotton industry is beginning to
flourish iu Greece and there are several
mills among its classic isles in which both
spinning and weaving are carried on. It
is Greek cotton that is generally used in
these mills.
largest Coptesville, Penn., will soon have the
foils steel-plate mill in the world. The
will be 34x20, driven by a 46x60
Corliss engine. The fly-wheel will weigh
100,000 pounds; with a steel shaft 18
feet in diameter.
The statistics given by an English
paper show that the modem labor
saving machinery introduced into the
foundries and machine shops of England
has enabled fifty workmen to produce as
many castings as were formerly turned
out by 208 workmen.
As usually happens about this time of
the year, a new substitute for white lead
is said to have been discovered. Each
year somebody brings a new one upon the
market with a great display, but thus far
nothing has been discovered which satis¬
factorily fills the place of white lead.
The latest expensive whim indulged in
by the King of Wurtemberg is the photo¬
graphing of the moon to ascertain whether
it is inhabited. He has the negatives
magnified one hundred thousand fold, and
has thus far discovered nebulae covered
with little dots, which he believes to be
lunar people.
Another unbreakable substitute for
glass, a French invention, consists in im¬
mersing wire in a heated state in a thin
paste formed of solvable glass, gelatine
and glycerine, or glucose, in proportions
varying according to the. use for which
the material is designed. When nearly
dry, the sheets are dipped in a concen¬
trated Solution of chrome alum or bichro¬
mate of potash. Any desired coloring
matter may be incorporated with the gela¬
tine, and copal or other protective var¬
nish applied to the surface.
Canton Silks.
The silks of Canton come entirely from
the silk worms of the mulberry tree (Bom
boz mori). The species ta-t’san and lun
yue are raised principally in this province.
The first corresponds to the variety
known as annual; the second to the poly
volnines species. The ta-t’san, or large
worms, give a silk of beautiful texture
and of great brilliancy. The lun-yue,
from which seven consecutive harvests
are made, does not produce a cocoon
fully supplied or silk so lustrous. The
eggs are hatched in the beginning of Feb¬
ruary. The cocoons produced at this
period are saved for production, and the
first harvest does not begin till the second
hatching. After the fourth moulting the
silk worm, having become clear and
transparent, is placed under frames with
cells of bamboo to fill a cocoon. Th«
greatest care is taken by silk growers in
educating the silk-worm. They are oc¬
cupied almost the whole year. The mul¬
berry tree is also cultivated with great
care. The trees are planted on plains in
parallel rows at a distance of four or five
feet of one another. They are generally
young trees, trimmed each year and re¬
newed every five years. It takes at least
twenty piculs of leaves to nourish an ounce
and a half of silk worms from the day of
hatching to the day of placing in the
frames for the cocoons. It is estimated
that 100 pounds of good cocoons give
twenty pounds of silk.— American, Sill:
Journal.
A Remarkable Specimen of Deformity.
There is a remarkable specimen of de¬
formed humanity of Paradise, Mo. His
name is Joseph Jesse. He weighs 200
pounds, has no hands, feet, elbow joints
or shoulder blades; but, notwithstanding life
these drawbacks, he enjoys im¬
mensely, walking about on his chair,
talking well, writing with barking, a pen in his
mouth, singing, crowing, and in
faet constituting an entire museum in
himself. He has a wonderfully de
veloyed chest, and can hold his breath for
three minutes without any apparent in¬
convenience.— Chicago Herald.
NEWS AND NOTES FOR WOMEN.
Ecru pongee is used for petticoats.
Most Russian ladies smoke cigarettes.
Large full sleeves are made long enough
to cover the wrists.
Mrs. Southworth is about to publish
her forty-ninth novel.
Large, soft silk ties, the color of the
gown, are being worn.
Princess gowns are made of India silks
and thin, washing fabrics.
There is a very successful woman
drummer in the coffee trade.
Pale pink underclothing is now occa¬
sionally trimmed with black lace.
The parasols carried in the United
States cost $14,000,000 annually.
Insertions of lace and embroidery are
used in nainsook and lawn dresses.
Some of the Paris papers have started a
crusade against women who smoke.
Worchester china is used for holding
fruit and flowers in table decoration.
Crepe Mousseline de Sole is a new ma¬
terial for afternoon and reception dresses.
There is an attempt to make popular
again bright and crude tints for dresses.
Broad brimmed hats of silk mull are
extremely becoming to certain styles of
beauty.
Fans for mourning are made of black
crape without ornamentation of any sort.
There are said to be thirty women
butchers in the Jewish quarter of Brook¬
lyn.
Silk gowns in black and white are
most fashionable when designed in
scrolls.
At a new York wedding the other day
the bride received $1,000,000 worth o
presents.
Batiste dresses, with parasol to match,
will serve as all-day dresses at the water¬
ing places.
The professional duster has made her
entry into the business world of New
York city.
Dotted white mulle, Swiss and veiling
gowns are in vogue, along with striped
and barred white dresses. I
The Cherokees of the Indian Territory
have erected a new seminary for girls.
The building cost $200,000.
bear Julian the Hawthorne’s Hildcgarde, five Gwendolen, daughters]
names 1
Gladys, Beatrice and Imogen.
Queen Victoria is the richest woman accumuJ in
the British Kingdom. She has
lated a fortune of $20,000,000.
Handkerchiefs are tiny, dainty marvels
of color and embroidery this summer,and
at the moment they are very cheap.
Entire dresses of red sateens trimmed
with ecru laces, are worn at French
country houses and on the seashore.
Seaside parasols are large and mostli
in bright colors, sometimes softened with
covers or falls of ecru and cream lace.
surplice Pale silver waistcoats gray and gowns with panels!
revers, cuffs and
collars of tan color, are very effective, j
Helen Gladstone, a daughter of educal thl
statesman, contends that higher
tion does not unfit women for domestil
life.
The woman who contracts to do hous
cleaning from top to bottom has becoml
a very useful member of society in NeJ
York.
English Mrs. D. by G. birth. Croly She (Jennie June) to thi j
came
country with her parents when she was I
little girl.
The law passed by the New Yori
Legislature require proprietors of stora
that employ female clerks to furnish then
with seats.
' Mrs. Mackay, of many millions, is sail
to be fond of gray walking dresses. Bil
for all that gray is very trying to darl
pale skins.
The white wool veiling gowns, will
broehe borders or stripes in white silll
are almost as effective as white silk on!
broehe with silver.
When walking out the Empress 1
Russia always carries a large fan, whitl
seems to screen her face from those wll
stare rudely at her.
Miss Mary Murfree, better known I I
Charles Egbert Craddock, is petite
person, with dark hair worn in masses I
ringlets over her brows.
Queen Victoria’s favorite musical com ail
posers are Mendelssohn and Sullivan, piel
the latter’s ‘ ‘Lost Chord” is the one
of which she is most fond.
Mrs. John W. Mackay, the wife of tl
California millionaire, continues to enti
tain on a most lavish scale. Her dinnfl
are undoubtedly the best in London.
“Zazel,” who gained renown by beiB
fired from in a cannon and making a grM I
leap the air, is now Mrs. George I
Starr, and is a teacher of acrobatics.
New Orleans is productive of mefl
successful working women. The lat9
report the is of two business sisters who have gefl
into dairy and aie den
well.
The White House cook is now a
man, Mrs. Cleveland’s chef having b
supplanted by Mme. Pelonard, i f
formerly kitchen. presided over Lord Sackvil
Carrick cape is found to be an
tremely useful wrap. It is made of 1
capes, one over the other, each cape
ing fully pleated, and is finished wii
turn-down collar and tied with ribb(
It has been suggested by a writei
Harper's Bazar that women take up
trade of upholstering. There is m
about this handicraft that is compafe
with woman’s dexterity, skill
strength.
A Titusville (Penn.) paper tells q
novel wedding tour. The young iJ
who worth could not leave town, merry-go-rod purchased
of tickets for the
and they proceeded to ride to tl
hearts’ content.
husband Mme. Rudoffi, was a well of New known Orleans, chemist! wj
carried became his on a lucrative after business his death] in dr]
successor Pj
is now the Secretary or the State
maceutical Association.