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KNOXVILLE JOURNAL.
KNOXVILLE, GEORGIA.
In our Territories aliens cannot own
more than twenty per cent, of the stock
of any corporation.
The tax on oleomargarine is bringing
nearly a million dollars a year into the
Federal Treasury.
Michigan capitalists within the past
few years have invested $1,000,000 in
southern timber lands.
The New York Commercial Advertiser
states that late statistics show an unfortu¬
nate increase in the number of army de¬
serters.
A Boston company is trying to intro¬
duce wicker-work coffins. They claim
that, from a sanitary point of view, noth¬
ing can equal them.
A number of reindeer have been im¬
ported from Norway and turned out in a
forest in the north of Scotland in- the
hope that they may become acclimatized.
The United States Postoflice has a
standing reward of $200 for the arrest
and conviction of every person who robs,
or in any way interferes with, the United
States mails.
The Chinese Amusement Syndicate,
Limited, has been formed for the pur¬
pose of establishing a switchback railway,
a merry-go-round, and providing other
amusements of a similar character for the
Chinese.
The engineer sent to Europe by the
New York Departmrnt of Public Works
to study pavements has returned with a
report in favor of asphalt pavements..
He says that the only perfect pavement
is asphalt.__
The number of cotton mills now in the
South as compared with I860 has
doubled, wMle the number of spindles
and looms has more than trebled, the
tendency being to build mills of greater
capacity than formerly.
The effect of the destruction of trees is
now perceived forcibly by the farmers of
Southern CaliforMa, who find that their
efforts to irrigate their-lands areTiindefed
by the insufficiency of water in the rivers.
The insufficiency of water, the San Fran¬
cisco Call states, is caused by the cutting
down of the forests on the mountains.
Even the church bells in Germany go
into mourning for their sovereigns. The
old Dutch chimes in the Garrison church
at Potsdam had their airs changed to
funeral strains on the death of William
I., and they have only just resumed their
usual lively tunes at the expiration of
the year’s mourning for Emperor Fred
srick.
“Five million immigrants, men, women
and children, have been landed at Castle
Garden wharf, with their baggage,
bundles and other paraphernalia, since
1873, and not a passenger or piece ol
baggage has been lost in all that time,”
was the remark made by Immigration
Commissioner Stevenson in the hearing
of a New York Star man the other day.
Can any other city in the wide world
match this simple statement?
A famous newspaper correspondent
has been studying the peculiarities ol
great men in this country and in Europe.
He finds that all the greatest men of the
world have big noses. Bismarck and
Pasteur have tremendous noses, but
Gladstone stands without a rival. The
great Englishman’s proboscis is big all
over. For tMckness, breadth and solid¬
ity it cannot be matched anywhere in the
world. Napoleon always selected big
nosed men for his generals. Gladstone
would have delighted him.
The amount of human blood spilled in
bringing the Paris Exposition to com¬
pletion is something enormous. The
records show that during the erection of
the buildings no less than 6350 men were
treated for injuries of one kind or an¬
other received while at work on them;
300 workmen were injured as to theii
legs, 200 were badly injured in their
eyes, 114 were scalded or badly burned,
50 had fingers cut off. The death roll
from falls foots up 24, though this is
said to be far below the actuality.
The New York World announces that
on the South Devonshire coast of Eng¬
land a hotel is to be erected for the ex¬
clusive use of bridal parties. It will fill
a long-felt want. Heretofore the bride¬
groom and his bride have been obliged
to spend their honeymoon in the presence
of unsympathetic and perhaps mocking
people. It will be a great relief for
newly-married persons to realize that
somewhere there is a snug harbor for
them in which they will be surrounded
by hearts throbbing with the same en
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Says the New York Sun: ‘ ‘We may see
potentates from Europe, Asia, Africa,
South America and the isles of the seas
at the International Exposition here in
1892.”
An eleven inch steel shell costs the
United States Navy Department $135,
making, remarks the Detroit Free Press,
a full-sized eleven inch bombardment an
expensive matter. Modem diplomacy is
by several per cent, cheaper than is mod¬
ern warfare.
An appeal for wives has just been ad¬
dressed by Mayor Wheelwright, of
Tacoma, Washington, to Mayor Hart, of
Boston. In Ms petition Mayor Wheel¬
wright says that there are about ten meD
to every woman in the Territory, and
“that the Mayor and Common Council
of Tacoma appeal to the people of
Massachusetts to send all the women of
marriageable age that can be spared to
the Territory and city, with a view to
making pleasant the homes of thousands
of industrious young men, w ho would be
glad to marry.”
Ferdinand Guzman, the most famou;
bandit in Spain, is a dwarf who at one
time kept a small store in Granada. He
became angered at some action taken
by the authorities and took to the mount¬
ains. He is hideously ugly in appear¬
ance and utterly unscrupulous. The ro¬
mantic cMvalry attributed to Spanish
bandits does not apply to Mm at all. He
has gathered about him a crew of the
worst cutthroats in Europe and over
them he reigns supreme. The Spanish
Government has determined to arrest
Mm and Ms followers.
The Chicago Herald observes: The
human being, although an appetizing
dish for cannibals, appears to be a rather
indigestible article of food. An agent of
the Canadian Dominion Government,who
has been exploring in the northern part
of British Columbia, reports the dis¬
covery of a tribe of cannibals, who, after
dining on a fellow being, drink hot water
and abstain from food for several days.
Hot water is an excellent remedy for
dyspepsia, and the conclusion is that
missionary, however palatable, is likely
to lie uneasily on the cannibal stomach
and set up dyspeptic symptoms unless
some such precaution is taken.
The Standard, of London, says that
“the number of Americans taking a holi¬
day in Europe this season is greater than'
it has been in any past year,” and this
statement is confirmed, adds the New
York Sun, by the records of the Euro¬
pean steamers at the port of New York.
Mr. Henry Clews, banker, while referring
to this subject, spoke, and spoke as a
financier, of the cost of the migration of
Americans to Europe. “During the French
Exposition,” he said “this country has
had to suffer from the army of travel
abroad to the tune of not less than a
drain bordering upon from $150,000,000
to $175,000,000.” This is a big sum of
money for the American people to expend
on account of the French Exposition of
1889; but it will not be necessary for
them to indulge in such lavish expendi¬
ture in behalf of the American Exposi¬
tion of 1892.
The New Orleans Times-Democrat,
says: Tt is sad to read of how great
forest fires are constantly helping on the
work of deforestation in the country. It
is more than likely that fire was the agent
which served to denude countless millions
of acres of prairie land in the United
States of timber. The grand timber belts
of the country are being drawn on by
man to an extent that warrants the pre¬
diction that the timber supply of America
will not last a century longer unless steps
are taken to compensate for the continued
destruction of the forest# by fire and the
woodman’s axe. Maine, Michigan and
Minnesota have all had their forests enor¬
mously reduced. There is enough lum¬
ber in the Southern pine belt to last the
country for very nearly a century. The
Southern people are not wise to sell these
lands now at prices that are not a tenth
of their actual value.”
It is marvelous, muses the Baltimore
Sun , how the schemes of the over-cautious
often defeat themselves. The official re¬
port of the railway accident in Russia,
which nearly cost the Czar and Czarina
their lives, carries its own moral. The
cars occupied by the imperial party were
armor plated, and weighed about three
times more than ordinary cars, while the
perils of travel were thereby increased in
proportion. The signaling apparatus
was taken out of the hands of the regular
servants of the road and given into those
of special detectives. The engineer and
brakeman were under command of a
State engineer, who was in turn directed
by the chief of the imperial private police.
The wreck was caused by this police
cMef’s ordering the sudden increase of
speed as the train was nearing a curve
oyer a new and hastily constructed em¬
bankment. With such a cheerful mixture
of boiler plate-and red tape to contend
—iniiiTFl*T^^ oy ttnir bate
DOWN BY THE GATE.
there is dew on the grass and the throstle is
still,
But the crickets are piping above on the hill;
The fireflies are lighting their lanterns, and
seel
There’s the smile of the moon through the
boughs of the tree.
And I catch the perfume of the rose as I
wait
For the sound of light feet tripping dowu to
the gate.
“Will she come? Will she come?” cries a
hope in my heart,
Till the stir of a leaf makes me tremble and
start;
And I peep through the dusk till my eyes are
a-blur
With a warm mist of love that is only for
her.
O, the minutes drag by like the slow feet of
fato
As I listen and look for her down by the gate!
There’s a step on the path, there’s a glimmer
of white,
And the darkness around me growns sud¬
denly bright;
And there’s no one to see, save myself and
the moon,
This fairest of all the roses of June.
With a soft hand in yours would you not Un¬
ger late
For another “good night” o’er the bars of the
gate?
— Ulunsey's Weekly.
A GOLDEN BARRIER.
“There is one thing which I partic¬
ularly wish you to remember, Kate,”
said Mrs. Bamforth, emphatically, as she
and her handsome daughter were pre¬
paring to descend to their carriage,
which awaited them before the entrance
of the hotel at wMch they had only that
lay arrived, “and that is, to treat Mr.
Harold St. Paul with just as little atten¬
tion as possible when you chance to meet
aim. For I see that he is a guest here—
» fact which I very much regret.”
“But he is very agreeable, mamma,and
you did not seem to find it necessary to
caution me so strictly last winter, You
know I met him in society quite often
then.”
“Yes, but here in this romantic sum¬
mer resort it is altogether different.
And—-”
“Have no fears, mamma,” returned
Kate, lifting her dark head rather
haughtily, while a hard, proud ring
seemed to vibrate her clear young voice.
“I am not likely to forget my position,
nor-”
But here the handsome young man
who, smoking on the piazza below those
open windows, had listened in a kind of
dazed surprise to the above dialogue,rose
hastily and walked away, and what more
those clear, ringing tones saw fit to utter
he never knew. But a sudden pallor had
succeeded the warm flush of pleasure
which had dyed Ms face at the first
sound of them, and a flash of proud de¬
fiance lit Ms fine blue eyes.
“The fate of the ineligible,” he mut¬
tered, from the bitterly., vicinity as of he those strode swiftly windows away
open
with compressed lips and darkened brow.
“Well, did I ever expect anything differ
snt? No; or, rather, I thought little
about it, content to take the good that
came, and leave the rest to chance. But
to hear her voice indorse her mother’s
hollow worldliness—to hear her pro¬
nounce my doom—pshaw 1 I didn’t be¬
lieve that anything could pain me so.
She ‘will not be likely to forget her po¬
sition’ ”—quoting with a sneer half con¬
temptuous, half pathetic, Miss Bamforth’s
words. “Ah, well, I shall not be likely
to ask her to. I came without knowing
of her presence here, and now—well at
least I am forewarned, and shall not make
an idiot of myself, as I might else have
done.”
The roll of wheels sounded close to
him, and Harold St. Paul looked up.
He had not noticed where he was go¬
ing, but he now found himself near the
driveway, and in the luxurious carriage
that was just rolling by, equipped with
liveried servants,were seated the fasMon
able Mrs. Bamforth and her beautiful
daughter.
As their glances met he saw a glad,
sweet light flash into Kate’s beautiful
dark eyes, and a charming blush glowed
for an instant in her soft, dusky cheeks.
But both quickly faded, and a formal
bow and smile were all the recognition he
received from either of the ladies.
Harold returned the greeting in like
fashion, yet with such a pleasant, care¬
less grace that no one could suspect the
bitter sting that lurked behind it.
Mrs. Bamforth raised her eyebrows
slightly and Kate bit her proud red lip
as the carriage wMrled swiftly onward.
“You see, mamma?” she said, a trifle
sarcastically, though there was a faint
tremor in her voice. “Your fears were
all thrown away even in regard to Mm.”
“I am very glad to know it, my dear,”
and Mrs. Bamforth settled herself back
among the satin cushions with a satisfied
look on her fair, haughty face. “Of
course, my anxiety was merely in regard
to a possible foolish flirtation. I know
you are too sensible as well as too proud to
marry beneath you in point of fortune.
And Mr. Washburne will be here this
evening or to-morrow,” she added com¬
placently. breathed
Kate a quick, half stifled sigh
at the sound of that name, and all the
proud, bright light left her beautiful face.
She understood perfectly that it was
uttered as a kind of warning, a way Mrs.
Bamforth had when she fancied that her
daughter’s heart was in any sort of dan¬
ger.
Kate was not, as yet, engaged to Mr.
Washburne; but for all that she knew
perfectly well that he was to be her fate.
Her mother had chosen him as one who,
in rank and fortune, was the most worthy
of the beautiful heiress; he had expressed
his intention of joining them here, and
Kate never doubted that before many
weeks, or even days, had passed she
would be Ms formally betrothed bride.
§ Kate could never repress a shudder as
she thought of it. But she was very
fond of that proud, handsome, would ambitious
jn oth er of hers, and do much to
ed no small share of that same worldly
pride and ambition which sometimes
made her feel that she could relentlessly
trample upon her own heart if by so
doing she could reach the front ranks of
wealth and power.
“Yes, I am quite ready for the sacri¬
fice,” she thought, forcing the smiles
back to her lovely scarlet lips; ‘ ‘but it is
harder even than I thought, after having
looked upon Harold St. Paul’s handsome
face again.”
Mr. Washburne arrived the next day
and became at once Kate’s devoted
shadow. Harold St. Paul looked on
with outward calmness, and bore himself
with such graceful ease and nonchalance
that Mrs. Bamforth quite forgot him as a
dangerous “ineligible,” and sometimes
invited him to join their little party in a
walk or ride or to spend an evening in
their private parlor.
“But, by George! I can’t stand this,”
he muttered to himself one evening as
Kate, leaving her wealthy admirer to en¬
tertain her mother, came over to him
where he stood on the little balcony over¬
looking the garden. “I shall break that
iron-bound resolution one of these times
and receive her scorn and contempt for
my reward. No, I must fly from tempta¬
tion before I make a complete dolt and
idiot of myself.”
He turned and looked again at that
tall, queenly figure, standing there beside
him, one white hand resting lightly on
the balcony rail. How beautiful she was,
with the soft moonlight falling on her
proud dark face and just the sweet, ten¬
der shadow of a smile touching the scarlet
lips and softening the large, dusky eyes.
“I am going to leave the hotel to¬
morrow, Miss Bamforth,” he began,
abruptly plunging right into the heart of
the subject before he had time to change
his resolution.
She wheeled around and looked at him,
a strange whiteness creeping slowly over
the dark loveliness of her face.
“To—leave the—hotel!” she echoed
blankly, seeming startled out of her usu¬
al proud regal self-possession.
“Yes. My friend, Charlie Hartney,
has been urging me this long time to visit
Mm at Ms mother’s cottage; you know
where it is—about a mile from here. He
has some other guests, and he swears
that I am treating him shamefully. So I
am. But first thing in the morning I
shall go over there bag and baggage, and
put an end to Ms grumbling. I hope to
have the pleasure of seeing you and your
mother occasionally in spite of that.”
“Oh, certainly, you must; but”—
slowly and with keen regret—“what a
barrier this will be to all the little plans
we had formed for our enjoyment during
the next week or so—mamma and I.
If-”
Harold interrupted with a light, forced
laugh.
“There is another barrier,” he ex¬
claimed, in a voice that seemed utterly
without feeling, so bitter and hard it
sounded. “A barrier far more insur¬
mountable than one of my creation—it is
a golden barrier, Miss Kate!”
And casting one quick, fleeting glance
upon the beautiful blanched face so near
him—a glance which revealed more than
he dreamed of, even in that sudden,
reckless mood—he passed from the bal¬
cony to the parlor without another word;
and, making a brief apology to the lady
and gentleman within, bade them au
revoir and hurried from the rooms.
A week passed and Kate had not seen
Harold St. Paul since that hour on the
balcony.
There was regret in her proud heart,
but mingled with it was another feel¬
ing—something that was neither anger
nor sorrow.
That last parting glance from his blue,
half-scornful eyes had haunted her day
and night since then. If she had in¬
terpreted it aright-. But, then, she
would probably see him no more.
He would not come near her, and
she--. Oh, no! Her pride was still
too haughty and unyielding to permit
her to obey the impulse which sometimes
throbbed in her heart so strongly that it
sent the hot blood coursing to her olive
cheeks.
One morning she went out to ride
alone, for a wonder.
Being in no mood for company of any
kind, she slipped away from Mr. Wash¬
burne, ever ready to be her escort, and
would not even allow the trusty groom
to follow her.
Over the smooth road for miles she
dashed on the back of her spirited bay;
then she plunged fearlessly into a thick
grove, where the roads wound like a
pale ribbon among the flickering lights
and shadows under the dark green trees.
“Thisis simply delicious,” she said to
herself, breatMng in the pure, fragrant
air as she cantered smoothly on. It re¬
minds me of Maid Marian in the deep
Sherwood forest, and--”
She stopped speaking abruptly, with a
slightly paling face, for close at hand
there had sounded the sharp report of a
gun, and with one violent plunge of
sudden fright her horse bounded forward
and went tearing down the white road
with a speed which she soon found she
could not control.
Kate was a good rider and kept her
seat well. But in a short time her heart
began to throb and her cheek to pale
with terror, for just in advance she dis¬
cerned a steep, rocky cliff, leading to a
stream below—and how far below she
could not guess.
“That means danger, perhaps death,”
she muttered, setting her white teeth
hard together. And, taking a firmer
seat, she bravely put forth all her
strength to check the bay in Ms mad
course, but all in vain.
But just at this teirible moment, when
all hope seemed gone, a thrill of joy shot
through Kate’s almost fainting heart. A
man had risen from a rocky seat on the
very brow of the cliff and stood erect,
bracing himself firmly,as if preparing for
a shock.
Kate breathed a silent prayer and
closed her eyes involuntarily as her horse
leaped forward; and then she was con¬
scious of a sharp, sudden shock, a voice
from somewhere calling her name, and
for many minutes she knew no more than
that. j
time who it was that saved her, who it
was that held her so firmly yet gently in
Ms arms until she was able to stand upon
the ground beside him. And then:
“Harold,” she whispered, with a shy
glance into his face ere she turned her
own, all crimson with blushes, away—
“Harold, there is—is no golden barrier.
Some wricked fairy must have told you
wrongly.”
“Kate!” He drew the.slender,queenly
figure quickly to him, then held her off
at arm’s-length to study her beautiful,
changing face. “Do you know what
your are saying? Is it—can it be the
tlU ?
ur “I i know „ what , t T I am saying, • and , it ., is •
true; but—but perhaps I may have said
too much.” And with a swift smile of
tenderest coquetry she looked up into his
happy face. “No,” she added quickly,
a “sweet seriousness on her lovely face,
“no barrier, save, just now, the barrier
of your love and strength wMch stood
between me and death.”
‘ ‘My Kate! My darling!”—and Harold ,,
drew her closer to Ms heart—“I would
gladly have risked a hundred deaths foi
this!” —Family Story Paper.
The Rag Pickers.
A prominent rag dealer says when
business is so bad that the dealer can
hardly make both ends meet he doesn’f
know how the pickers manage to gel
along. And the life they lead is some¬
thing terrible. Theirs is one continual
striving to get enough to keep body and
soul together. No man will remain af
picking rags unless he be a drunken bum
or too old to do any manual labor. The
majority of the rag pickers are the poor
Poles who land in this country by J the
, hundreds . , annually n mv. They the only i
are
class of people that can live on what they
earn by buying and selling rags. These
people can live on ten or fifteen cents a
day. Their homes are on the top floors
of crowded tenements. Here they are
crowded together like so many swine, I
have been in the rag and paper business
all my life, and am thoroughly convers
ant with the life of a rag picker. Sev¬
eral years ago $10 they were $20 able to make
anywhere from to a week. Then
rags were selling for two and three cents
a pound. This has been cut down so that
the rag picker is glad to got sixty or
seventy piekers have cents a hundred.. their Many trade of the
given up or pro
fession, as some of them are pleased to
term their employment, and taken to the
road—tramping.
The rag picker to earn five or six dol¬
lars a week must travel a considerable
distance and trudge from morning till
night and the peddlers, those who have
horses and wagons make very little more,
If they make any big money it is by buy
ing stolen goods or during the months of
April and May when the business re¬
ceives quite a boom. During house
cleaning time the rag pickers are fre
quently given the rubbish for hauling it
away. People are glad to get their
places cleaned up and their rag-bags
emptied. Since the introduction of
natural gas, the rag business has in¬
creased. The pickers in the city do lit¬
tle or no trading, as their customers are
not so easily duped as the country peo¬
ple, and they do not have the time to
quibble over a cent or two. A good
many rags are seat into the city from the
country grocery stores, most of which are
taken in exchange for goods. This
class of rags finds a ready sale. The
profits are not large, but there are usually
so well assorted that there is little or no
expense attached in the dealer handling
them. A good, saving housewife can
easily manage to get a couple of dollars
a month for her old rags and paper. And
the earnings of the rag-bag have helped
many a family tide over a tight place.
The business is not what it used to be,
but there is still a little margin in buy
ing and selling. It is not the cleanest
business in the world, but, notwithstand
ing all the talk, it is about as healthy an
occupation as one can engage in. —Hew
York Dispatch.
Billiard Balls are Weather Prophets.
“I can always tell when it is going to
rain half a day ahead of any change in
fair weather,” said Champion George
Slosson, as he w r as knocking around bil
liard balls in the Columbia Rooms re
cently.
“How’s that?” asked a bystander, get
ting interested directly.
‘ ‘Why, there isn’t a better barometer
in existence than an ivory billiard ball or
a good billiard cue,” the billiard expert
replied; “they are better than a favorite
corn.”
“How d’ye tell?”
“ A ball always rolls slow and with dif
ficulty over the cloth when it is going to
ram. Ivory is so sensitive to changes of
temperature, particularly from dry to
moist, that the effect is felt almost m
stantaneously. The cue will set cranky,
too, when there dampness is going to be a change
long before the is perceptible
in any other way. Another peculiarity
of the ivory globes is their tendency to
become egg-shaped. They contract at
what are called the top and bottom poles
and swell out at the sides, so that you
might as well play with potatoes, if you
don’t watch their idiosyncrasies. They
are worse than old men in their suscep
tibility to draught. A draught will crack
the ivory and make it cMp off as
quick as a wink, and like old folks, you
can never get the spheres acclimated to
these draughts, Just take a billiard ball
and study its behavior, and you can beat
the clerk of the weather prophesying,
You can bet on your own prophecy every
time.—New York Sun.
A Mysterious Stone Elephant.
There is a stone elephant in Inyt.
County. The rock that has taken the
form of an elephant is a dark of gray the
granite that is almost the color
skin of an elephant. The first travelers
in California, ., ,. ef. ...
petrified mastrodon. A Piute Indian,on
being asked 11 he had everseen the
“stone elephant, replied, Yash, me
see him niany year go. Long time
Injun no sabe tom; now see him all same
1 ^ bl %, Bbow U P ^ lrgteny City. New
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NEWS AND NOTES FOR WOMEN 1
.
Wichita, Kan., has forty-two women’i
clubs.
Houfle cashmere is again a favorite foi
dress frocks.
Colorado is said to have 1000 women
stock growers.
Sandal shoes are worn with Empire and
Directoire gowns. i
Light gowns are decorated with a garni,
ture of ball fringe,
the Boxing schools for women are amon« a
latest developments.
A novel sun umbrella has a flat place ia
the handle for a Japanese fan.
<4ueen _ - Victoria r . , has
, been made Colonel
a
01 a German dragoon regiment,
Black lace overdresses continue to be
popular for half-dress occasions.
The Order of the King’s Daughters nowi
number 97,000 active members.
There are twenty workers in the CM
C ago Methodist Deaconess Home,
Light weight felt hats are in favor foi
mountain wear, also for yachting.
Sailor maidens are now wearing a scar!
pin in the shape of a Neptune’s trident;
Chenille embroideries are used as a
border on dresses made of cotton crepe.
The best black sateens for mourning
have a dull finish like that of Henrietta
cloth.
Mary E. Farnband, of New Orleans;
has been granted a patent for a cart
starter.
A wonderful dressing-case, costina
$25,000, was among Princess Louise’s
wedding presents.
Dinner „„„__... gowns „ are made . with ... short ,
skirts that escape the floor or with nar
r(w falling ° demi-trains.
—
ans 0 0D ff ostrich feathers or curled
. . idered
aps are ° ons the most elegant
* 01 dress receptions,
Miss Mary Redmond, the sculptress,
w ho is to execute a portrait bust of Glad
stone, is a native of Dublin,
Wings and cock’s feathers constitute
popular millinery garniture for yachting
hats and hats for country wear.
Miss Susan B Anth ou y j s neurit
seventy, but her figure is straighter than
that of many a girl of seventeen
Some indomitable statistician ^ has £ fM
ured t that 10 000 books
Wntten b ? women ~ m the T Unlted t -a States , ‘
Empire green bids fair to continue in
popularity for some time. It harmonizes
well with pink, red, cream, and even
gray.
The Duchess of Marlborough per
formed the ceremony of crowning the
“Rose Queen” at the Alexandria Palace
recently.
The combination of plain or striped
materials with figured is carried out in
cambrics and linen lawns, the same as m
all other fabrics,
The young women of Cornell Uni¬
versity, though far outnumbered by the
tnen, have gained fully one-half of this
year’s scholarships.
The fashionable London wedding-ring
has recently been of dull gold, but Prin¬
cess Louise went back to the old fashion
and chose hers bright.
The black toilets worn this season are
ver y elegant. Black net and lace cos
tumes for evening wear are trimmed with
dne g°ld passementerie,
The Eiffel bangle consists of a circlet of
gold rope tied on top in a true-lover’s
knot, from which swings a pendant sim
ulating the Eiffel Tower,
The Women’s Humane Society, of Mis
souri, have passed resolutions condemn
i ng Sarah Bernhardt for her alleged re
cent burrnng of her °
pet doer. °
^ ° f thr ° e °I
fou in wool pique . and
glngbam - mh, These <;0nSlst of a kllt and lu *
side bodice joined with a belt.
In bonnets there are some dainty little -
ones, either composed of entwined twigs, with
red currents drooping over in rich
Variance, or clustering flowers.
Miss Jessie Ackerman, described as the
second round-the-world missionary, has
ea w orkmg in the temperance cause
wldl , *- in
g rea success New Zealand,
Sooner or later, as a rule, the fashion-.
able world is influenced by what the
French people have and wear. Just now
oxidized silver is to the front in Paris.
A mania for monograms now pervades
London. They figure everywhere_ on
window curtains, portieres, carriage rugs,
furniture and drinking glasses, and even
on jewelry.
Among the most effective wash mate
rials of the nt season are linen j ,
hams.wMch reproduce the small checked
and laited designs of thc old4ime lute -
stri silkgi in various daillty colorings .
v Emperor William , s sister . , has , the „ poor-
1 st troussliau of a11 the The
^. hlS m ,^ P. er te ° f- r 18 and “ ot f ^besides . exaggerative^ perfectly fond mca- ol
P able of mg why he should spend-Ms
money on furbelows for a woman,
One or the most trusted of the mail
carriers in the mountain district of Ore
S on is Miss Minnie Westman. She is a
plump though little brunette of twenty, and
her route is a most dangerous
°“e she has never met with an accident J
A new and neat present for a man is a
perfumed sachet with a kind of hand
painted score card thereon and a quantity
of ornamental pins, by which he can
easily keep track of the number of col-,'
lars, cuffs, shirts, etc., he sends to the
laundry.
A West Seneca (N. Y.) woman has foi
the'last few years supported herself from
the earnings of a seventeen acre flowes
farm. Her income is at times as muc '
as $2000 a year. She recommends flori-!
culture as a good business for women an
the wild West as the best field to begin it j
The number of women who hunt ii
otter f hunting. Otter hunting is done o\
00 ^ requires an equipment of shor
petticoats and thick boots. The otter i
a^ogt the only existing species of th
f auna 0 f England, with the exce
(rf'the badger and the roe deer.
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