The herald-advance., October 03, 1890, Image 6

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PATTY'S PRESUMPTION.
The
Good Results
of
a
Little
Girl's
Call
t' LLO!"
A little white
face turned
wearily and a
gleam of inter
e s s o i n o
the tired eyes
as they caught
sight of Patty
outside the win
dow. Patty was
short and fat
a n e a e
covered with
'\*i
fr(,cklos
but to
s the
Httle inva-
lid she seemed
a
picture of
beauty, for she belonged to the groat
outside world of which the sick girl
only caught an occasional glimpse from
her window in the big red brick hos
pital.
"ilullo!" she said, returning Patty's
vigorous greeting in a weak little
•voice.
"See, I have brought you some flow
ers," continued I'atty, holding up her
hands full of buttercups and daisies. "I
got them at a picnic but how shall 1 get
them up to you? Will they let me climb
lip to the window'."'
Patience nodded, and Patty, tying the
flowers in her handkerchief, climbed
lightly up, clinging to lightning rod and
window sill, and, holding by one hand,
emptied the contents of the handker
chief into Patience's lap. The sick
child gave a cry of gladness, and, gath
ering them up, held them to her face.
'"They're lots prettier in the woods
and meadows." said Patty. "They just
peek up among the green leavesso cute.
I wish you could see them."
"I wish I could," said Patience, her
face full of longing. "I never was in
the woods in all my life."
'Oh, my!" gasped I'atty, "how sorry
I am for you. I wish I could take you
there, but we haven't any thing but
our baby carriage, and you couldn't
double your feet up in that cause you're
lame."
Just then the matron entered, giving
Patty such a fright that she nearly fell
off the window ledge but the matron
smiled when she saw her, and stopped
to look at the flowers.
"Her name is Patty," explained Pa
tience, "and she lives next door. She
feels so sorry for me because I am lame
that she has saved me these flowers.
She savs if they had a carriage she
would take me to the woods, too."
"Well, I don't know about that if
they had a carriage, they would bo like
all the rest of the folks—never a though
for any one but themselves. I often
think that if the people who have car
riages would remember the sick in the
hospitals, how many weary days would
be brightened."
"I'atty, I'atty," called a shrill voice,
"ma says to come home and take care
of the bal.y. And she slid down to the
ground pondering the matron's words.
Patty lived so near the hospital that
she caught many glimpses of the suf
fering within those high brick walls,
but she had never been able to show
her sympathy for the little inmates ex
cept by an occasional cheery nod and a
"hullo," when she caught sight of a
face at the window.
Patience had been there so long that
she felt very well acquainted with lier,
and her tender little heart was filled
with plans to take her to the woods as
she sat bobbing the baby up and down
in his crib. She lived in the rear of
one of the great avenues, and as she
watched the carriages roll past she
wondered why it was only those who
had none wanted to take sick people to
drive.
Just then a carriage came by that
Patty had often admired. The stately
horses with their clanking silver
chains,
the immovablo coachman in high top
boots, and the soft silken cushions
against which Mrs. Muchtnore leaned,
would be just the thing for Patience's
lame back, Patty thought.
"She looks sick herself," she com
mented, as Mrs. Muchmore's dissatis
fied eyes rested on her and the baby
for a moment, and then turned languid
ly away. "1 shouldn't wonder a bit if
she would do it if she only thought of
it. I believe I'll ask her."
lv
S f- Z
"J IIAVe BBOUGHT
YOU
SOMK FI.O WEItK."
The idea was so fascinating that Pat
could think of nothing else. She
bad always wanted to make a call on
somebody, and here was her chance.
She remembered having heard some
where that people who called must have
calling cards, and she set about making
one. A sheet of note paper was cut in
two, and Miss Patty Hawkins was
printed upon it in her very best letters.
mitts wL
n
i
0ther 8 LtSt hat :ind
tolskforti,°n'0W"d-
the object of her call would
willing to lend the
lat'°
Sh did not st
°P
them, so sure was she
that
make her
The baby was
cross that afternoon ...
to sleep, and Patty was in atpX S
lear her visit could not be made. 1
at last she was free, and, summoning
all her courage she mounted the
*tt°nP. ^./wrd in hand. *nd
rang ho bo, The tall footman who
opened the door stared in astonish
went at the queer little figure beforo
him. The fat, freckled face surmounted
by the tall hat crowned with waving
feathers, and the monstrous lace mitts,
brought a smile to his usually severe
countenance.
"Is Miss Muchmore to home?" asked
Patty, serenely handing him the card.
Thomas was about to make reply
that Mrs. Muchmore was engaged, when
the voice of her maid at his elbow
stopped him.
"Don't send her away. The mistress
is in one of her worst spells and if any
thing can bring her out of it, a sight of
that young one will."
So Thomas gravely led the way to
Mrs. Muchmore's room, Patty's card on
his salver, and followed by Patty her
self.
"Miss Patty Hawkins." he announced,
throwin?open the door.
Mrs. Muchmore raised her languid
eyes, and ttien sat up in surprise.
"Ah! Miss Hawkins, are you well?"
"Yes'm, so
its
to be about," answered
Patty, remembering the oft-repeated
phrase of ancld \oi n who visited her
mother.
Thomas pla htr a chair and de
parted with a ft nil. Airs. Much more
hesitated for a moment, and then asked:
"Is there any thing special you called
to see me about?"
"Yes'm," answered Patty, "it is about
your carriage. I should like to borrow
it." Then, seeing the lady's look of as
tonishment she hastened to add: "It's
for Patience—she's lame, you know—I
can walk. If your man is too busy to
go, my pa can drive real good. He
drives the grocery wagon lots of times."
"I do not think 1 quite understand
you." faltered Mrs. Muchmore. "I do
not know who Patience is!"
"Why, she's the little girl over to the
hospital!"
And Patty, forgetting that she must
hold her head very still on account of
her hat, which was very much too
largo, nodding toward the buildinz,
Down dropped the hat, tg b«r shoul-
ft
MISS PATTY HAWKINS," HE ANNOUNCE!*,
ders, completely hiding her fat face.
She hastened to push it back, crimson
with embarrassment, stealing a quick
glance at her hostess. P.ut no one
could have told from Mrs. Much more':
face but that she was accustomed to
having her visitors' hats extinguish
them like a pair of sniffers.
ISy a few words she succeeded 4n mak
ing Patty feel at ease and was list
ening with interest to the story of Pa
tience.
"Tell her when you see her again
that I shall be very glad to take her
to the woods to-morrow, if it is pleas
ant and my man is never too busy to
drive me," she added, with a smile.
Patty, full of excitement, ran homo
to her mother, forgetting the borrowed
hat.
"Why, Patty Hawkins," she cried,
angrily, giving her a little shake,
"where have you been with my hat'."'
"I've been to call on Mrs! Much
more." answered Patty, eagerly, "and
she asked me to come again."
"Well, you are the most presump
tionest child I have ever heardof." And
Mrs. Hawkins, forgetting vexation
burst into peals of ringing laughter
"Asked you to come again, did she.
Ha, ha, ha! with that hat. ha, ha, ha!
And those mitts, ho, ho, ho! If you ain
the very funniest looking figure I ever
see. You're enough to make the most
melancholy woman in the world go
into hysterics, ha, ha, ha!"
"She didn't laugh at all," cried Patty
the tears starting to hor eyes, "and
she's going to take Patience to ride.
irue to her word Mrs. Muchmore
called for Patience the next day. and i
seemed to hor, as she sat by the child's
side, that she looked at the trees, tho
fields and the river for the first time,
for she saw them through the eyes of
the little invalid, whose pleasure was
too deep for words.
"It's more like Ileaven," she s%id
once, in answer to a question from
new friend. "No. ma'am. I never saw
any thing so beautiful before. I got
hurt when I was a little bit of a thin
and I never could walk since. Oh! no.
I don mind it so much now, because I
can sit in a chair by the window It is
hard to stay in bed all the time."
That was only the beginning of mury
drives for Patience, and before the sut»i
mer was over she went for a week to
Mrs. Muchmore's cottage by tho lake,
and Patty was invited to go with hrtr
and help amuse her. When she had
once begun, Mrs. Muchmore found it
bard to know where to stop, and the lit
tle inmates of the children's hospital
began to think of her as their good
fairy.
"What a pleasure It must be to bo
rich, said a friend to her one day.
"Yes,' answered Mrs. Muchmore, 'but
I never found it out until this summer,
and I shall never cease to be gratefu!
Miss Patty Hawkins for helping me to
see the real blessedness in it."—Loima
T. Brooks, in Congregationalism
—A French paper announces thatsuo
cessful experiments with navigable bal
loons have recently been carried out at
the Meudon Arsenal. After a number
of failures M. lienard has succeeded in
constructing an electric motor of seven
ty-horse power, of *-sry small dimen
sions, weighing only four hundred and
eighty kilogrammes, and working for
li'^urs'
11 ls
believed that with the
aid of this invention the problem of
soWod
talloon3
may bo finally
JASON WAS LIBERAL.
A Brtflal Present Which Wa* I'sefull^ien
if It Wam'l Orn iini'iital.
"Say, young feller, hev yer got siim
pin' 'at 'uld make a feller's gal er nice
present?" asked Jason Gaul to a clerk in
a general store on Main street one day
last week.
certainly!" replied
an in his politest way,
"Certainl
the
young sales
"llev, en
"Yes, sir.'
"Wat be it?"
"We have large assortment of goods
here and can easilv please you."
"Can. eh""
"Yes."
"Where be ttier 'sortment? never
seed one on 'em"
"You misunderstand me, perhaps.
We have a great variety of goods from
which you can select a suitable
en t."
"Wal, er variety '11 do. I reckon
much do ther nicest 'una come at?"
"It depends."
"Does, eh?"
"Want something nice. real nice, or
very nice?"
"Ther veryest purt.yest wat yer got.
It's fer the goldarnest beautifulest gal
in ther kentry. an' 1 want ter s'prise 'er
ith er mouty fine present. I'm none o
yer measly, close fisted fellers. I'll hev
yer ter un'erstan*. I want sum pin' nice,
an' I'm goin' ter hev it, ef it takes er
mint money ter git it. Wat'd ye say
ye hod?"
"Is it for a birthday present?"
"Na-aw."
"What then?"
"Don't know 'at it's enny o' yer bi/-
pres-
1! w
S9."
"1 merely wanted to know that
might aid you in tho selection."
"That erwav?"
"Yes."
"Wal, it's fer er mounstrous l.r.e
1 tell ye."
"I know that but why do you wish to
make hor the present?"
"Bekasel like her an'she's sicher fine
s'al *n' likes me, an' I "anted ter give 'er
urn pin' was is sum
pin', an' wat she'd
preshiato."
"How will a fine dross pattern do?"
"She don't need enny dress patterns.
She s got er hull passel o' dress patterns
wat old Dan Skinner's *oman cut fer her
afore she dide. She mout like ter hev
er fine dress, though, but not enny pat
rns."
"Well, here is the finest piece of
dress goods ever made. Perhaps
"Thar's nuthin* too fine fer that air
gal I tell ye, an' I'm jest bound ter git
sumpin' fine, ef it costs
ga.
"This is beautiful foraprettvgirl, and
I'm sure
Say, uld that make er gal er nice
weddin' present?"
"To be sure it would, and it ischeap."
"How much?"
"A dress off that goods usually sells
for ST.V but wo will make it $50 for you."
"Guess that won't do. She needs
cut-
sumpin' wat she kin war wen she'
tin' sprouts, hoein' ther crap, er
in wood."
"Weil, here's one for
"Won't do."
"How is this one, for $10".
"Nope."
"Well, hero is one for——"
"Say, wat does that air boo thar kum
at?"
"Twenty-five cents."
ouldn take liftoen an throw in er
handle?"
"No, sir."
"Wal. I'll take it'
"All right. Hut what about the pres
ent?"
"Fer ther gal?"
"Yes."
"Ther hoe'll do. I reckon, for she'll
need it next week ter cut ther weeds
outen ther terbacker, an' er noo hoe'll
kum mouty handy, enyhow. Say, young
feller, that air gal s ter jine me tonnorrv
nite, an' I 'us ded bent on s'prising her
'ith er fino present of it'd tuck ten
pounds o' my best terbacker to do it-"—
Epoch.
totin'
REVERSES THE RULE.
Direction.* for l»y*prptlra l.aid Down by
mi Kn^'lUh
am told that tho most remarkable
physician in Kngland at the present
time lives in Birmingham. He is not
yet forty years of ag—I can not recall
his name at this moment. What inter
ested me in tbe talk I had about him
was the circumstance that he violates
minj of the customs of life. For exam
ple, he dines at T:.'i0 every evening, and
at nine o'clock be goes to bed. At two
o'clock in the morning be rises, reads
for two hours and writes for three
hours. At seven o'clock he oats a light
breakfast, and then goes to bed again,
rising at eleven. The hours dinned to
the practice of his profession are there
fore, with few exceptions, between
noon and seven p. m. The amount and
he quality of work done by this man
are said to be simply wonderful, and in
five years he has risen to a foremost
place in the medical profession.
I can not forbear giving for the bene
fit of your dyspeptic readers a few rules
that are laid down by English phvsi
iar.s for the observance of those who
tfer from acute indigestion:
1. Do not eat beef: it is too hearty
for the average dyspeptic. Eat the lean
of mutton (boiled perfectly.)
'i Bacon in small quantities may he
eaten also thin slices of aerated bread
fried in bacon fat also boiled pigs' feet
and tripe, and the fish not known as
oily fish.
a Eat no fruit Of vegetables par
take sparingly of baked potato, rice and
boi, ed peas.
4 Bread may be eaten (aerated bread
pwr'orred) in thin slices toasted till
th y aro brittle.
The brown meat of fowl may be
eat-m. Avoid all gravies and sauces.
«. AVst.ain from all 1 iquors, and drink
no un*? is it bo fr^sh mado.
Eat no eggs, except fresh raw,well
whipped. Sugars should be avoided.
S. Drink no iced water: partake freely
of hot water and hot milk (not boiled).
Lie down for twenty minutes after
each meal. —Eugene Field, in Chicago
New:!.
Hi* Busy Day. Constant Reader—
What did the editor say when yoa
avo bim my ear-1, sonny?" Oiliee Hoy
"C#4'* tell sir, we ain't allowed to
swear
K
-How Hampshire Republican.
DIED WHILE ON DUTY.
a Fornior Newspaper Writer Won
K. apect in ft Colorado Town.
Do you see that man in a gray sora*
bruro, with tho big diamond," said an
old Colorado prospector to a Tribune re
porter in the Astor House rotunda.
"Well, that's 'Tom' do Vera, 'Hilly' da
Vore's brother."
"And who was 'Billy' de Vere?" asked
the newspaper man. as his eyes followed
the old gentleman's finger. There was
a tone of indifference in the reporter's
question that the prospector did not
like, and it was some minutes before ho
replied. "Well, if you had been in
City, Colorado, in 1ST-J, you would
have known who 'Hilly'de Vere is. The
Do Veres were New Yorkers, business
men. who had carried on a substantial
banking business for generations. From
father to son the business had de
scended since colonial days and 'Hilly'
was the first to "kick over the traces,
He was a literary kind of chap news
paper writer, same as you, only a blamed
sight smarter than you can ever hope to
be. All these facts I found out after
ward, for when he walked into '.Jim'
Riley's gin-mill in City that
morning there wasn't one of us knew
him from Adam. 1 shall never forget
his appearance. Dressed in the most
horrible rags and covered with the ac
cummulated dirt of a twelve days'
tramp, he was a pitiable object. Hut his
face was tbe face of a Greek god. I
have been through the Louvre, the
Hritish Museum, the New York Museum
and hundreds of collections of statuary,
but I have never seen a face, graven or
human, as handsome as'Hilly'de Vere's.
"He lounged up to the bar and began
reading a notice behind it. While lie
was reading the placard, a big fellow
who had been drinking at the further
end of the gin-miil, came up to him and
grinned in his face. 'Head it out loud,
said the new-comer. 'Billj' did so:
'8500 reward for John Higgins, alias In
dian John, dead or alive. The above re
ward will be paid to the captor of the
above-named John Higgins, by Henry
Marshal of II County, Colo­
rado.' 'My friend,' concluded De Vere,
who guessed who the big fellow was,
"I'm hard up, and I'm going to earn that
reward. You corneal j. it me.'
"HigL'ins laughed out an oath and
drew a big Colt, bui. before lie could
cock it his hand was In rk 1 ip and De
ere had struck him across the fact
with a whisky bottle. Then grasping
the pistol, which the astounded ruffian
had dropped, be said:
'Now, will you come?'
"Ilisgins was struck dumb. For two
months he had been 'running the
place,' shooting every one who crossed
his path, levying tribute on all the citi'
zens and killing those who refused him
He had shot two marshals and wounded
the present one, and was consequently
considered a pretty touch man. There
fore, when this boyish-looking* tramp
held his own gun in his face and said
'come on,' he was very much puzzled.
After gazing at De Vere for
seconds, wiiile every one in the
held their breath, he said:
"By George, you've got me! I'll go
with you!'
"After that nothing in II City was
too good for De Vere. he was madi
deputy marshal, and bv buyinirashare of
the Little Roosevelt mine soon became
rich. But he never got tho 'big head,'
and was always a quiet, courteous gen
tleman. Hiergins was freed in a few
months, for they didn't hang for mnrde
then in Colorado, and no horse-theft was
proved against him. He became a much
quieter citizen and always had a whole
some dread of De Vere. Whenever he
became noisy or developed a tendenc
to run things, "Hilly" would march him
to the lockup and keep him over night
But Higgins was a cowardly dog at
heart, as the story of Do Vere's death
will show.
"There had been a bia* 'row' in Riley's
place. Higgins and Riley had started a
game of poker with an Eastern man,
and in the quarrel that arose the 'ten
derfoot' was knocked down, and Riley
and Higgins proceeded to rob him. Just
then De Vere entered, and, hauling the
victim out of the way, told Higgins to
'come along.' The tough pretended to
comply, and as soon as De Vere's back
was turned he plunged a knife into the
deputy marshal's side. De Vero fell
and Higgins and Riley began kicking
him brutally. Then 'Billy' did one of
the 'nerviest,' things ever heard of in *i
territory where one-half the population
were scoundrels and the other heroes.
Turning slowly, fainting all the while
from loss of blood, till be drew his pis
tol he shot the two scoundrels dead in
their tracks, and then died. It was the
most wonderful case of nerve I ever
heard of. lie felt it was his duty to re
move those two, and he did it."—N. Y
Tribune.
A Ciirlotifl Kiitorpruo,
A curious sort of industrial enterprise
gives employment to a very large num
ber of hands in a manufactory in Col
chester. It consists in what has been
resurrection of soldiers' cast-
called the
off 8hoe leaLher.'
proprietor, makes it his business to pur
chase by contract all the boots and shoes
of our home regiments which are deemed
to have passed beyond tho skill of the
ordinarygobbler, and such is the scien
tific perfection to which the art of boot
repairing is brought that theso appar
ently hopeless cases, we are assured
very soon leave the works a«ain as
strong, serviceable and good-looking
specimens of their kind. About one
hundred and thirty thousand pairs are
treated annually, something like a third
of the number being broken up to re
construct the remainder. Tho average
retail price of tl,---,- "restored" goods is
Haiiy News
Take Vour ix,!•«..
Jones You can get the position if yOU
can find somebody that can go on
bond.
—According
tfaf* y(%*
THE LEATHER BOTTLE.
An American Tourist in the Footntefl# «f
Mr. l'lek"
U
k.
Finding mvself in Gravesend, during
a recent visit to Kngland. I determined
to seek that hostlerv where tho too
amorous Tracy Tupman retired after
being jilted by the spinster aunt, and
was run to earth by Mr. Pickwick and
his friends and discovered eating roast
fowl and bacon, and not., as had been
expected, looking after the priming of
the suicidal pistols.
Somewhere across the fields I knew
lay Cobham, where the Leather Mottle
stands, and to which thereafter was con
veyed. by the great founder of the club,
that stone bearing the mystic letters
which the caitiff Hlotton had theaudacity
to translate into "Bill Stumps His
Mark." Not very regretfully did I leave
Gravesend behind and after an hour's
walk, 1 found myself in the diminutive
village of Cobham, where every tiling is
on a small scale, except the epitaphs on
the tombstones. The village has a
charming nestling air, with its little
gentle-winding street of quaint red
brick houses, at the furthered end of
which stands the mo.lest Leather Pot
tle opposite tho church. "And really.'*
added Mr. l'ickwick, after half an hour's
walking had brought them to the vil
lage: "really for a misanthrope's choico
this is one of the prettiest and most de
sirable places of residence I ever met
with a statement which I can fully
corroborate.
A pretty, compact, white little tene
ment it is, with a sign swinging ovei
the door portraying Mr. Pickwick, his
hand tinder his coat-tails, and the in
scription. "Dickens' Old Pickwick
Leather Bottle Hotel." There is an
over-hanging, well-tiled roof, with a
lamp over the door, little shuttered
windows at each side and a general air
of cosiness. The coffee-room, where the
fugitive Tupman was discovered, is un
altered in a feature. From the chronicle
which is with us wo learn that: "A
stout country lad opened a door at the
end of the passage, and the three friends
entered a long, low-roofed room, fur
nished with a large number of high
ba'ked, leather-cushioned chairs of fan-
ta,tic shapes, and embellished with a
great variety of old partraits and rough
ly colored prints of some antiquity. At
the upper end of the room was a table
with a white cloth upon it, well covered m*ike
with a roast fowl, bacon, ale and eteete
ras." And there it is *till the passage,
and the door at the end of the passage,
and a charming old room of some size,
ry low, and with a sort of framed ceil
ing. its yellow w.iiS grimed u1'.
smoke and steam a"bundled
narys."
It was pleasant, after more than fifty
years, to find every thing corresponding
exactly to Dickens' description."
Tee re aro half a dozen or so of old high
acrf chairs, no doubt bought in Rocties
ler t. add "local color" and correspond
with the text: the old portrait of the
tea-board pattern and the ancient cb«*k.
the only addition to the collection of
artistic trophies being a colored photo
graph of Dickens' two pictures of his
house at Gad s Hill, and a copy of the
"Empty Cluir" of Luke Fides. Mine
host is a dapper and attentive little
man, wearing a white apron. His liter
ary leanings, however, aro not consid
erable. Indeed, he admits, with engag
ing frankness, that he is not well up in
Dickens, but as a great many people
make inquiries of him, he has ordered a
copy of "Pickwick." 1 enviod mine host.
of the Leather Bottle the treat he had
before im. though question whethe"
ever before heard of Dickens
studied as a matter of business.
Weok.
A SABINE LOVE-STORY.
Illustrating
KnVrt
„f
Sh^Sf-'P
turns.
"I love you
"Pshaw!"
"1 would gi
your lips."
prefer, WHly
Smith—Which do you
anderbilt or Jay Gould'.1
Arc you acquainted with them?
ol at all but they can go on mv
bond, can they, if they want to?-T
Siftings.
lexas
Chinese reckoning,
•be year 7.910,841.
'»y lif" f»r a kiss from
I'hsaw!"
"I will blow
fuse to listen
niy brains out if
Pshaw!" said
laughing face still
her tempting red 1
beard.
Mr. Kavagh, the
pfn,a,youe
she. ringing her
to his, ,So that,
ps fairly touched his
Sh« wasn't a bit afraid of hi
ee. poor fellow, was still a little
niontljs of desire.
Ur 8hillinKs-~L°ndon
I'lnwolet
Pshaw!
your
as prtttily as she
such a saucy rt.1
stronger, and
lease
said ue. j', Xjr*
an-!"
01
0
mi. a tun sav it
a,1(i
a
Rood deal'
he
then8a
be didn't have
face, but then he
and
of forgiveness
tucn sweet little
given without the 1
mve- said "pshaw
kiss
ast compulsion. She
not when sl had"
a aH
W,lj7toKkeen
Sh0
and they
on herd's- :tll!l.t
an-1 anted V
button manu
a
„_
How Vegetable |V,„T
ego table ivory is
a n
me of a very large burl*.
chestnut, and grows in
a
si,
on trees. It is very
throughout, and when p0ih
the appearance or ivory -r
cut into thin slabs of the
tho button wished. These
then put into a lathe
wh#
cut by a die, patterned'on^'.
face and one for the hack j*
a speed of 2,000 revol,,^/
These halves are so arrac
one half is brought against i"''
other retreats. The face of
is always cut first, then the
brought up and, its edge i„"
circular groove made bv tl
the button drops out. Tbe
then thoroughly dyed, and
porous, readily absorb the i
which they are dyed.
Tho dyeing process is dot
rally, but is very shrink,
button is desired it is
sj.np
into an aniline bath, but whe
of colors are to be anplied
v-ries. *ay it i
s
desir.-dtoi
button with a red design,
is fiivt stamped upon the w
with shellac. The butt
plunged into an aniline hi.
parts ex posed are colored.
it is was..ed in turpentine
tin* sheliac, exposing tin \.
white. A rod dye is then i
tic, as this has no effect n
An aniline can be made of ..
but as it will destroy any i
must be used only when all
button which it is not wisti
are protected by the shellai
I multiplicity of colors- lsdesir
applied with sponges, much
ner that a chroiuo lithograj
The ground color made o*
the others of aniline Thi
cut into tho design wished
i color and another sponge
etc.. deftness boiii^' requirt:
the colors accurately.
I After being dyed the 1
ro,1, and
(lPIlt|o on
Woman's Nature,
Here is a cute liule st..rv from the
French of atulie Memles. Not a pretty
word perhaps, but then sl„ „aid it so
prettily!
She was a sweet little thing, and
when she put her hands on her hips,
lifted up her saucy little face.
an
P"'^hed o
s practically no strength
and girls are more skillful
fingers than men, most of
was a tabic
Bn mail(
Cloth upon it. well covered
4kc
When it-comes d.-.Iling tl
to 1 "0 gross a day can be ban
girl. The holes are always
the face back. The driil us
consists of four shafts tev
i ipidly and independently
"ther. They are very fi.ni
through ft gui.r'-:
the button.
Tho delicate .!••» .
summer are stamped with
with the desired design eng
it The ivory is soaked
stamped. The wholesale.pi
vegetable is about two cents
that the buttons do not cost i
producer.
Most of the t- fi!.s 1
from Vienna, and .( nf
much as ¥10 per gross, Wh
goes out of style it is a dead
can not be forced on the c»
cinnati Times-Star..
HOSPITAL FOR BIHD5
Olirmiei of Feathered I'rti nrr-l
ltirri Doctor in l.nml
There is a birds' home an
Oxford street,, where peopl
their pets to be nursed and fe
lt is kept by Mr. Sumner, an
the Crystal Palace Ba/ar. i
I
being
-Once a
proprietor, who is an intell ...
He hadn't very man !.,r i
said:
"I shall have plenty u:•
pie will be leaving
month this place will 1»- full."
Mr. Sumner lakes in any n
birds to nurse.
"A family who ief tow n
lo„k
^ng at you with lulf shut eyes, emitted
this provoking n vliable, it (lew as
straight and sv li11 to its mark
shaft in Cupid s 'jinv
cause the little minx was perfectly
conscious of the effect of her "Pshaw-
as any
And just be-
'I,''""/.111
m,blk
ow
«i"ns.
hr said ihhaw. to every body and
without any apparent reason, but there
was one to whom she said it more /e!
fluently than to any body else and for
very best of reasons. Pwt "1^
her and
love him.
reasons.
or
he loved
she pretended that she didn't
„,
an,i
for a long
I shaw. wasallt.be answer the poor
fellow got to bis prayers and pro,,
time
fer
months left me their aq*.arm?:,
aviary to take care of. and •..-*-:
camo to cid."
"Do you visit houses'.'"
"Yes. I have been to to*ir
morning. One lady in tue
has a large aviary. I have be-
tho corns of some of her birc
beaks and nails of others. Si
get half a .sovereign for at tern- '•-r!
birds, but she also keeps a -i:1
to look after them."
"What do birds sutler f''"m
pally?"'
"Consumption and asthma
brought on by the birds infr
l'
draughty windows. oristu
ta-
you re-
m, you
i",u» K'lMJW,
afraid of hor, arH Oia in i
••razy wit her coquetrv*. last
all patience, and enmimr i
Pall Mall Budget.
1,,st
reamed nt1HS,'S'
S|1"
and as uselessly for bird,
paid rv, attention to
but kissed her h-iir ranees.
Hps with the concentrated' nT'^
rat(-d
passion of
And as lie trrew
her on his knee kissert i
a", (lr»wing
and clasped her'vet ».
w,li,
her ood
1L'
helped on by the birds he ng
natoly fed on all sorts of thing**
unsuitable as food. Birds are '.v
of luxuries, and the more you
the more they will cat. VVIn
going olT into consumption it
eating." Ho pointed to onr
"He is in a consumption, anil
u
like a ball of down to-im:''"v
pulfed out. Physic will '':i''"
rest the disease."
•Mr. Sumner showed me a i-i,ri,
,r«
he intended to have a model o'
sex Hospital built for his
rt
Kiigland's l.ow-ltorn HcbuOi'i"
London's low-born beautie1* •1I'1'
alluded to by a letter to the I'!-•J
phia Times: In fact, the
beauty -and it still exists-of l-'V'1
is only to be found in the roll
lower classes. Tho aristocracy
solutely ugly in a general set^''*
the ugliest of the lot are the "]a
honor generally in attendance
Majesty. On the other hand, ii"'
girls, the waitresses and har-"1'^
London are often absolutely
in both face and figure. Tho tr"11
dresses which they wear, fr'p
trimming or adornment of anv
:"ul
e throat
became alarmed
s
rT
alHy
11:
their snowy aprons, only enban
charms. The contrast soincti"'
bevy of waiting women in attPitli:i1^
one of the great mansions isse
that ono begins to wonder bow-'1',
lady can not discover the secret*
enable her maid to possess and ilM
her good looks.
was
"ell, when
were rnore
glances, and
her thei
D1°re r°Pr"'«'»'»!
Iwks.
fro,,|
ai.t, t0 bo»
Aur
,n
order, -Some 33,000 persons sleep
WllBvu week, °n the Thames in what conltit
port of Londor
1