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With the ^Long Bow
"Eye nature's walks, shoot folly as It flies."
The Difficult Question of Art and the Clothing Trades
i, Was Mr. Oomstock Justified in Pinching Art
Suggestion of a Modus Vivendi for Art and the
Popular Thought, Fending the Time when the Lat
ter Ceases to Think EviL
INCE ANTHONY OOMSTOCK pinched Art in
New York, moat of us who are not accustomed to
the public library and are not hardened to art,
have been wondering what it was all about.
The eastern papers have intimated that in the pres
ence of the Art Students league publications, the peek
aboo waist stands in the position of a battleship's
armor plate.
Lately the publications of the league have drifted
into the art department of this paper and people who
have never before visited the sky parlor where, on a
very high plane, this paper's art league does its work,
have toilsomely climbed the stairs and cussed the
elevator for not being there to run.
Entirely in the interests of truth and so as to be
able to write intelligibly on the subject, we clomb tho
aerial stairway of the office, ducked under the flying
buttresses of the composing room, dodged the Dweller
on the Threshold who strains out the book agents and
collectors, and so reached the art room winded, but
determined. There was dust scattered about and a
million pamphlets and papers and 700 to 1,000 smells
from the engraving room. There we saw the publi
cations of the Art Students league and were not par
ticularly shocked.
Fact is, you wouldn't think much about the matter
If a fuss had not been made about it. The cuts could
not be used in a dry goods advertisement, first because
there was no dry goods and second because the paper
printing them would be pinched by the police. But as
''ant," of course, it is supposed to be different.
Just why aht'' demands pictures or statuary that
makes the police department question what it ought to
do, we do not fully understand.
All we ask for "Aht" is a few good Bogers statu
ary groups to put around our parlor. There is the
froup called "Coming to the Parson," depicting a
ashful couple standing before a clergyman, who is
reading his paper. Then there is the group called
"Going for the Cows," in which a horse
and dog figure. These animals are, however, it
must be confessed, depicted in the nude: so that possi
bly it would be better to confine oneself to the Com
ing to the Parson" group. The bride is young and
beautifuland clothed. So ia the groom. And so is
the excellent and kindly clergyman. And why not?
Is there any conflict between art and the dry goods
and clothing trades? We claim that there should not
be. Both should work together in harmony for the
betterment of the race.
It is every man's business to keep evil out of his
thought. When he does this he will not offend much
with his art. But until all people have accomplished
this somewhat onerous task, it may be necessary to
hold up one finger at art and advise her to use just a
fair, ordinary amount of discretion in her selection of
subjects.
Speaking of art, we have not run foul of anything
that shows any moie artfulness than a good stout gas
meter. Take it in the summer when the family sits
out on the porch
of an evening and ^J^s
does not use gas, tvV--^. O"^
when the house is "rtrrmr-^v
often closed for a
few days and the
lights turned off.
Does the meter
take cognizance of
these patent
facts? If it does
we never obtained
pecuniary evi
dence of the same
in that delicate
little chrome yel
low pastel known
as the gas bill.
No one who
Studies this de
lightful bit of art
ful art can feel
very much wonder
that the dividends
on gas were for
merly so enor
mous that it was
necessary to water
np with a bond is
sue so that the
stockholders could
pass one another
on the street without that piratical feeling.
We once had a long talk with an employee of the
gas company and were convinced that the company
was on the square. The meters were honestly read and
Sheep's kidneys, 5 cents each.
Rutabagas, 10 cents a peck.
Rhubarb, 2 cents a pound.
Tomatoes, homegrown, 10 cents a
pound.
Butter, 19, 20 and 23 cents a pound.
Pears, 25 cents a dozen.
A dish that some persons like in the
evening, altho it has a breakfast or
luncheon sound, is kidneys with to
matoes.
Skin and slice six sheep's kidneys,
and season them with salt and pepper.
Melt in the blazer of a chafing dish
one-half ounce of butter, and fry in
it a small, finely minced shallot then
put in the kidneys. Stir them quickly
over a full flame, sprinkle over a des
sertspoonful of flour. Stir well until
slightly browned, then add two peeled
and sliced tomatoes, a small glass of
Sherry and half a gill of good stock.
Cook together for another five minutes
and serve with sippets of toast or cel
ery biscuit.
"REST" CONCERTS
A simple cure for the worn-out and
jaded society "hustler" of London has
been discovered. It is an hour and a
quarter of soul-soothing music.
The inventor of the "rest music"
cure is Ernest Newlandsmith, who last
year gave some successful concerts of
simple music. In describing the object
of the concert, Newlandsmith states
that it is calculated to promote peace
and rest in the hearts or the audience.
"The promoters feel that in the rush
i ahd excitement of the London season
there must be many people who will
like to listen to a quiet program of
music freed from the conventionali
ties of the ordinary concert-room."
After announcing that the con
cert will only last an hour and a quar
ter, Newlandsmith proceeds to show
how he intends to soothe the shat
tered nerves.
"It wiD begin," he saya, with an
introduction upon the piano', in the
style of an improvisation, by Ernest
Newlandsmith, leading up to the ren
dering of his new prose idyll entitled,
'The Temple of Love.' This latter work
will be presented in the form of a
soliloquy interspersed and illustrated by
special songs. Violin solos will be in
troduced by Newlandsmith, together
with chorales sung by the distant choir,
fuid accompanied by harp and organ."
ffbe^gewMt and rest gjan & logically
What the Market Affords
Tomatoes done into preserves is an
old-fashioned process. But "tomato
jam" as an accessory in serving meats
sounds rather "new." Wash the ripe
tomatoes and throw them into boiling
water for a minute or two. Then re
move them from the water and peel
them. Put them in a preserving pan
and cook them slowly until soft. Then
rub the pulp thru a sieve. To each
pound of pulp add a pound of sugar,
one cup of water, the juice of a lemon
and a half-cup of cider vinegar. Boil
these ingredients slowly until as thick
as any fruit jam.
When this jam is cool, put it in jars
and cover the jars. Use glasses if you
prefer. This condiment is good to serve
with cold or hot meats.
An exceedingly delicious and season
able as well as simple salad may be
made from pears. Cut large Bartlett
pears in two, and combine the inside
taken from the halves with mayon
naise. Place it back into the halves
and tie them together with ribbon.
rounded out by the announcement that
the audience will not be required to
applaud before the end of the concert.
NATIONS' GREETINGS
How do yon do? That's English
and American.
"How do you find yourself?" That's
French.
'How do you stand?" That's Ital
ian.
"How do you find yourself?" That's
German.
"How do you fare?" That's Dutch.
How can you That's Swedish.
"How do you perspire?" Egyptian.
"How is your stomach? Have you
eaten your rice?" That's Chinese.
"How do you carry yourself?"
That's French.
"How do you live on?" That's
Russian.
"May thy shadow never be less."
That is Persian.
LINEN BAGS
Linen bags, either in whiter 6t col
ors, and embroidered in the owner's
monogram, are one of the latest whims
of fashion and a very sensible one it
is, for these bags not only give a fin
ishing touch to the linen costume, but
can be put in the tub almost as often
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For father when he mows"the lawn of an evening.
the bills honestly made out. But just the same we
would like to know what goes on inside the meter and
feel assured that even an honest meter does not stam
mer a little now and then.
Once we saw a clock that had lost some cogs in one
of its wheels. Every time it ticked, it ran off twenty
minutes on the face. Time flew.
To save our lives we could not help thinking of the
gas meter.
A mine has been improperly defined as a hole in
the ground owned by a scoundrel." This is very
wrong, because a friend of ours sold his stock one day
last week for $2,000 more than he paid for it! You
may not believe this, but it is claimed to be an exact
statement of fact.
We trust that it is true, for if it is as claimed,
someone has at last made money out of mining stock!
It is all very well to smile in a superior way and to
hang out that incredulous look, but the party in ques
tion shows you his bankbook with the money tucked
away in five figures in one of its columns. When the
man who wanted to buy his stock came np with the
money, the owner of the stock was dizzy and held to
his chair. The desk flew around and the gas jet ap
peared to him to break out into pyrotechnics. But he
held on to himself, gathered in the money and turned
over the stock.
But it was a shook and the doctor has intimated
that he is suffering from weak heart.
Wouldn't that be a glorious death, to die of mak
ing $2,000 without work sometime? A. J. R.
THE SUMMER BACHELOR
The house Is big: and empty
As a barn
And its master doesn't hardly
Give a darn
"Whether he stays there at all,
Where the phantom voices call
It's a long, long time till fall,
That's no yarn.
He can't find the poker bunch
Any more.
He can't go the lonesome ways
As of yore.
He has lost the old know-how,
Lost the wish for rowdy-dow,
Lost the old companions now,
And he's Sore.
Baby voices lilting, laughing,
Call him, call'
Baby footsteps seem to patter
Down the hall'
It's a lonesome time o' year,
It's a long, long time and drear,
When the babies are not here!
Darn it all!
Houston Post.
SAN FRANCISCO'S MAIL
One of the greatest problems that
now faces the postoffice nuthorities at
San Francisco is the distribution of the
mails to the right place.' In the words
of one of the clerks, the department
not only does not know "where it is
at," but does not know "where any
body else is at." Before the fire every
clerk in the office had the routes on
which the large firms were situated well
in mind, and as soon as a letter came
for one of the' well-known houses it
went into the proper pigeonhole with
unfailing accuracy. Now all that is
changed. Those firms that were for
merly neighbors are far apart, and the
whole system has to be learned anew,
which is slow work. This retards sort
ing of the mails and in turn makes the
delivery slow.
Immediately after the fire the amount
of matter fell off to such an extent
that a number of the carriers were sent
over to Oakland, but these have been
recalled and are now trying to solve the
problem of location.
"The main difficulty is to keep the
number of deliveries up to the stand-
ard." said an official in the postmas
ter's office. "Every little wickiup in
the burned district has hung out a sign
and expects to get five' deliveries a
day. The locations are entirely changed
and the problem is almost beyond
human power to solve. At the same
time a large number of firms have gone
into the Fillmore district, and that
changes the locations in that part of
the -city. And to make things mer
rier, the mails are continuing to pour
in with increasing volume."
WORK FOR WOMEN "OVER 30"
"Over 30" and "not under 30" are
business requirements which are be
coming more and more frequent where
the services of a woman are required.
The characteristics usually demanded
in such instances are "executive abil-
ity," "tact" and "good judgment."
The head of a New York establish
ment making a specialty of supplying
business women for all sorts of work,
in speaking of this subject recently,
said:
I have more applications nowadays
than ever before for thoroly competent
dignified, mature women, trained and
ex^rieMaeji ia fonie. ftie. o bus^esa
ETTING with a girl'ls a funny proposition,"
began the man in the gray suit.
"You bet it is!" assented the one with
the red tie. "I'll never try it again."
"It'8 just another and more agreeable phase of
the gold brick game," chimed in the man with the sil
ver cigaret case as he passed it around. "What did
you get stuck for, William?'*
I won this time," replied William, lighting his
cigaret.
"Yes, the man nearly always wins, but the girl
never pays. You don't mean to tell us that you have
run across a phenomenon?"
"Well, here it is. This girl and I had a bet about
some fool thing or other. I didn't want to bet in the
first place for I was sure I was right, but she insisted
that her idea was the correct one. We couldn't refer
to anybody or anything at that time to decide, so she
was determined to bet, and finally made the magnifi
cent declaration that she would bet me a quarter. I
laughed and said I would be ashamed to take the
money and then she proceeded with a truly feminine
proposition.
'I'll tell you,' she said. 'If I win, you pay mo
a quarter. If yon win, I will pay back to you the
quarter I borrowed the other day.'
"If course, I laughed and told her I couldn't see
where. I won by any figuring. 'Foolish! dont you get
your quarter back?' she asked with some irritation.
I ought to get that anyway,' I retorted. 'Well, you
wouldn't,' she said conclusively. 'That was only car
fare, and I wouldn't insult you by returning it.' Of
course, I subsided then and she considered that she
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had convinced me of the error of my conception of
finance. It's wonderful the way women figure things
out,''
"Come back to the betj' said the man with the
cigaret case, "who was righV?"
"We both looked the thing up the next day and
when we met soon afterward she was jubilant. She
was right and I was away off the track. Just for fun,
I made a bluff of getting ou| of it, but she insisted on
having her quarter and I handed it over.''
"Well, is that all?" queried he of the red tie, im
patiently.
"No. The next day go$ a little package from her.
Women are funny. She hadrSent
and upon whose judgment and intelli
gence an employer may rely.
I secured, a very valuable woman
for a large dry goods store not long ago.
In order to induce her to change from
a former place, the "owners were obliged
almost to double her salary. This
woman had been* for twenty years ac
customed to handling laces. She com
menced by selling themnow she buys
them, going abroad three times a year
for that purpose.
"Another person whom I have in
mind and whom I placed more than
two years ago in a very different sort
of a job was a well-preserved, thoroly
charming woman of, I should say, al
most 60 years of age.
Business men too, such as lawyers,
bankers and brokers, to whom are in
trusted many ^absolutely confidential
matters, are at last realizing that the
average young girl of 18, fresh from
some business college and with abso
lutely no experience and perhaps not
much common sense, is not the sort of
person to who mthey care to intrust
weighty business correspondence and
other details. Years ago we did not
dare send out a Woman over 25 without
stating this fact to her prospective em
ployer in fact, rather apologizing for
her lack of youth.
"Of course it goes without saying
that such a woman must be prepos
sessing in appearance, for a certain de
gree of good looks and an attractive
manner go a long way in the selection
of a woman for any sort of business."
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FROM ELIZABETH LEE
Name for Sample.
Dear Miss Lee: ,-Will you kindly tell
me the name of this sample and if it ia
suitable for a waist for a lady whose
age is 45? Also how to clean it from
ordinary wear, such as dust?
Underwood, Minn. Mrs. C.S.B.
The sample inclosed is white vel
veteen, just cotton velvet, and it will
make up into a charming waist. Make
it quite plain in either Gibson or Peter
Pan style, because it can be laundered
in the usual way just as you would ft
cotton waist, a.nd ironed on the wrong
side while damp^'s
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me a white wash silk
tiea mighty pretty one,, too and she had left the
price mark on it. It was 50 cents."
He arose and threw away his cigaret, looked at the
clock, said good night, and went out.
"Humph!" ejaculated the red tie man. ''Guess
there's another chapter yet to that story."
MONKEYS AS NURSES.
sijUl ONKEYS make poor nurses," said a zoo keeper.
IV1 "When they live near a stream of water and
ene of the colony falls sick, they invariably toss him
overboard. They don't want him around. His sighs
and groans annoy them, So, 'Psst! Off the dock!'
"Here in captivity I have to remove at once a sick
monkey from his comrades' reach. Otherwise they
would soon kill him. When they can, well monkeys
take a strange joy in tormenting an invalid. They
bite the end of his tail, they drag him about, they
pinch him. Finally, when he dies, as many as can find
room sit on his body, close together, very solemn, as
tho engaged in some religious rite."
A plain style is pref-
erable to anything .fussy, because it
Mistress (after many remonstrances on unpunctu
ality)Really, Mary you must try to be more punctual
about serving the meals. When they are late, your
master blames me.
MaryAh, well, mum, of course I can go, but
you're a prisoner for life.
CARRYING IT TOO FAB.
np HE elderly business man looked at his watch. "It 'a
I twenty minutes to 1 now," he said to the youth
who occupied the chair by his desk. "Our appoint
ment is at 1, so we'll start in ten minutes and that
will bring us over at his office on time to the dot.
What time have you?"
"Twenty to 1," answered the youth, consulting his
timepiece.
"Good," said the business man. "Mind and keep
your watch right. See that it doesn't get too fast or
too slow. Wind it regularly and go by it exactly.
That's one of the things I want to impress on you,
Williamthe importance of being punctual. Do vou
understand?"
"Yes, sir," said the youth.
'You are starting out on your business career
now," continued the elder, "and I don't know any
more valuable advice I can give you than always to
be on time. Welland is a man who always does things
right at the minute. You'll find his office is run sys
tematically in everything and punctuality is the mother
of system and the foundation of order. You bear tfiat
in mind. You are going to make a good impression
on your employer now, because I'm going to see to it
that you do, but I can't be with you always. Do
you see?"
"Yes, sir."
"All right, then. If you have a train to catch
allow yourself plenty of time to catch it. Don't think
that the train may be late. If you've got an appoint
ment don't think that the other man may be late.
One o'clock means 1 o'clock. It doesn't mean five
minutes to 1 or five minutes past 1. It means 1 sharp,
1 precisely. There's nothing that I know of that is
more annoying than to have to wait after the ap
pointed time, and nothing that gives you a higher
opinion of a man's capability and reliability than to
have him appear at the1
CATS' EYES LIKE SIGNALS
"Did you ever see a black cat's eyes
when they were in the line of an elec
tric light?" asked Ben Woodlief, trav
eling engineer for the Missouri divi
sion of the Burlington road. "If one
steps on the railroad track ahead of the
engine and looks up, the engineer sees
two vivid lights ahead of him, as large
and clearly defined as any signal lights
on the road.
"Sometimes they are red, but most
generally green or white. In the night
time, of course, the engineer can't see
the oat, and all he can do is to run in
obedience to the cat's eye signals.
"If they are white, he goes ahead
without slacking if green, he is cau
tious if red, he applies the air to make
a stop. Sometimes a train is brought
to a dead halt before the engineer
learns what's up against him.
"The running men tell me that the
eyes of polecats and rabbits are almost
as perfect signals as cat's eyes. No,
there's been no talk of training cats to
act as signalmen. Engineers wouldn't
stand for it, because they hate cats on
general principles, and if they had their
way would be happy to lay the feline
family on the rails ahead of their loco
motives and crowd on all steam."
Boston Transcript.
takes quite a little time to dry, being I will begins to move your heart to char-
BO heayv. ^Elizaieth Lee itable ex^ession.
KEEP MAGAZINES
Don't throw away all your summer
magazines with their pretty colored
covers. When you have finished read
ing them, put away in some closet or"How
other convenient spot until next De
cember.
Then you will have a great collection
of pretty pictures to cut out and paste
on colored cards for distribution in the
children's hospitals and orphan asy
lums. For little children, especially
those in bed, nothing is more wanted
by those in charge of them than a set
of attractive pictures easily handled.
Offen books are too heavy or un*
wieldy for the little hands to hold,
while^the cards are both pretty and con
venient. You can eut them any shape
or sizie you like, when you make them
up, pm jon fancy lettering, or paste on
the Hftfe Christmas seals, but if you
throw*away your magazines all summer,
you woji't Tiave much material to work
on next winter when the Spirit of good-''
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instant of the time set. I've
found it everything to me from a business point of
view, and you will, too. If you are always on time
people will say 'There's a young man to be depended
on. He's as regular as clockwork.' That's a nice
thing to have said about you. It's a valuable business
asset. Come in!"
The last was in response to a knock.
I called began the young man who entered
at the invitation.
"Great Scott!" said the business man. "You peo
ple must be in a hurry. What's the matter with
you?"
"You told me to call in a week," said the young
n. I was in.at this time last week, you remem
I thought
man ber.
"That's all right," said the business man, "but I
didn'{ expect you'd be so blamed exact. You must be
afraid you can't get a settlement. Well, I'm too busy
to attend to you now. Call tomorrow."
"At this time?" asked the young man, looking
at his watch.
"Oh, if you like," said the business man tartly.
I guess this time will do as well as any. You can
bet, tho, that it's the last order you'll get from me.
You're in too much of a hurry for your money. I don't
like to be hounded. Here, give me the account now
and I'll write you a check and have done with you.
There's such a thing as carrying punctuality too far,"
Chicago News.
IN HOLIDAY TIME.
np HE waves broke in the summer night witt a mourn
ful sound and the moonlight on the sea made a
highway as of shimmering silver.
"Darling!"
The voice of the youth vibrated with deep feeling.
"Darling, swear that you will love me forever."
The young girl sighed softly.
"Forever? Forever is a long time, isn't it?" she
murmured. I dare not swear to love you forever."
"Swear, then," he pursued, in impassioned ac
cents, "to love me till the end of my vacation, six
days hence."
OBERT WATCHOBN, the well-known commis
sioner of immigration, has made a sympathetic
and thoro study of the immigrant types that reach
New York.
Discussing these types the other day, he said:
"The most naive are the Germans from the small
er and remoter states. They have the charmingly
simple and quaint minds of children.
A beautiful German girl disembarked here the
other day. She was tall and strong, blue-eyed and
yellow-haired. She wanted to know at once if there
were any letters for her.
"The postmaster at the pier, after getting hei
name, said, by way of a joke:
'Is it a business or a love letter that you ex-
pect?'
"The girl faltered:
'A business letter.'
'Well, there's nothing here,' said the man, after
looking over the assortment.
"The girl hesitated. Then, blushing as red as a
rose, she said:
'Would yon mind jnst looking among the lov
letters now, sir?'
CONTEMPT TO BURN.
OHN PHILIP SOUSA was condemning the law that
*J allows certain talking machine companies to make
records of his famous marches and sell them broad
cast without paying him a single penny for the privi
lege.
I have only contempt for such a law as that,"
said the great bandmaster. "When I think of the
injustice of it I boil over with contempt. I remind
myself of a Washingtonian who was haled before a
magistrate for committing a nuisance.
"The Washingtonian had committed no nuisance,
but nevertheless the decision went against him, and
he was naturally incensed. Forgetting himself, ho
told the magistrate what he thought of him, and was
fined $5 for contempt.
"He produced a $10 bill to pay the fine with.
The clerk took it, searched his drawer, then made
as if to hand the bill back again.
'I have no change,' he said.
'Oh, never mind about the change,' snorted my
friend. 'Keep it. I'll take it out in contempt.'
AMBITION.
AM SMALL, the eloquent evangelist whom Dr.
Torrey reconverted, was talking in Atlanta about
human nature.
"Human nature," he said, "has a lot of cussed
ness in it. Men like to do bad things rather than
good things. They even take a pride in being bad.
They boast about their wickedness. They seem to
be born that way."
I once saw a handsome, bright little chap of 8
or 9 sitting under an appletree reading a book.
'There's a fine little fellow,' I thought, 'a clean
minded, manly little chap. I'll see what his am
bition is.'
"And I approached the boy, patted him on the
head, and said:
'Well, my young friend, what is your ambition?*
'I'd like,' said the boy, 'to have people trem
ble like aspen leaves at the mere mention of my
name.'
CIVIC PRIDE INDEED,
tc pride," said Lincoln Steffens, the noted
reform writer, "is all very well in its way.
Humility, tho, and discontent usually lead to better
things than pride and complacency do, and whenever
I hear any man boasting overmuch about his city's
excellence I think of the civic pride of an old resi
dent of Peebles.
"To this old man, who regarded Peebles as a finer
town than Paris, a copy of Shakspere's works was
once loaned. The old man read the immortal plays
for the first time. He enjoyed them mightily, and,
on being asked what he thought of them, he slapped
his knee and said in a loud, enthusiastic voice:
'They're fine! They're glorious! They far sur
passed all my expectations. Why, sir, there are not
twenty men in Peebles who could have written those,
plays!'
POSER FOR MEAT EATERS.
AMES B. REYNOLDS, famous in the packing-hous*
exposures, said of vegetarianism in Washington:
"Vegetarianism is the more logical as well as the
more comely and humane dietary, isn't it?
"Vegetarianism's superiority from the humane and
the logical point of view was once indicated to me
by a child in New York.
"While I was engaged in settlement work in New
York a little child in one of the classes asked:
'Why do we kill lions and tigers?'
'Oh,' said I, 'that is because the bad lions anil
tigers kill the dear little sheep.'
'Why, then,' said the child, 'don't we kill the
butchers?'
Is the Game Worth the Candle?
By POLLY PENN
Constant counsel is being offered to
womankind on the best way to hold a
man's affections. It is considered an
easier thing to win them than to retain
them, and no doubt this is true, for a
man's fancy can be caught by so small
a thing as a loop of ribbon or a curl
of hair, but even the iron cage of mat
rimony isn't always strong enough to
keep it from flitting away to new ob
jects of interest.
Hence women are advised to "feed
the brute," to humor him, to soothe
him, to assume indifference, to try a
little outside flirtingin short, to coax
him always, with either sugar or vin
egar, according to the temper and ex
perience of the wise ones who give ad
vice.
It would seem as if she is never for
one moment to be free from the neces
sity of inventing and practicing these
ingenious devices. That she may wish
to sit down in peace to the simple en
joyment of loving and being loved does
not occur to anybody.
To the woman of spirit and deep af
fections it is unendurable to suppose
that a man's love for her must be
watched and guarded in this manner.
If to accept his affection means to un
dertake an everlasting job of circum
venting his wandering fancy, she would
rather never undertake it.
Women themselves do not love that
way. In every woman worthy the name
there is an innate principle that keeps
her steadfast to the man of her avowed
choice. Whoever hears of articles on
to Retain a Wife's Affections?"
"being ground out by the column for
anxious husbands to read?
Whether it* is because the feminine
nature is naturally more constant, or
because women have greater need of
affection, or because they have less op
portunity to bestow their heart re
peatedly, the fact remains that almost
alt any of them ask is a little care, a
little tenderness and behold, they love
the husband who gives it to them to
their dying day,"
He does not have to engage in an
animated chase,\to keep hold on their
affections. JV^V
There is nw5&od reason, thinks the
^pman of injcif(igence, why this rule
shouldn't worjt l$oth ways. A love that
has to^ be schetned for and spied upoxt
and-held by$jae and trick is not the
kind she wants. ^t*
Ber heart is- mirrored in these lineal about 2^0^000 acres of land,
of Mrs. Helen Hay Whitney, the tal
ented daughter of the late John Hay:
How shall I hold you? By a scimitar
Of flashing wit suspended o'er your
head.
Oh, my beloved? Or with lips rose red
Lure you to Lethe? Shall I stand afar.
Pale and remote and distant as a star.
Challenging love? Or by a scarlet
thread
Jealousy's wiles, beguile by scorn and
dread?
Wounding the heart I love with hateful
scar.
Nay, I can take no action, play no playf
All my wit falters when I hear you
speak,
All my wise guile with which your woo
ing strove
Vanishes as the sun of yesterday.
I can but lay my cheek against you*
cheek
Love me or leave me, I can only love.
PACKING TRUNKS AN ART
"Inability to pack trunks well keeps
more than one woman in town in the
hot weather," said an expert packer
yesterday. "They keep dreading the
work and putting it off, preferring to
cling to the flat and turn paper-bag
housekeepers, maintaining life on the
sustenance brought into the abode in
paper bags. The reason so many fail
is that they believe the secret of suc
cess lies in the trunk being loosely
packed. This is altogether wrong. The
old method of having all the family sit
on the lid is excellent." She then
divulged a secret relating to affinity
between tissue paper and gowns. Pink
frocks will pack better if wrapped in
pink paper, and it will be time well
spent if a blue blouse be stuffed with
paper of azure hue. But delicate robes
of lace, embroidered in gold or silver,
should be enveloped in tissue paper oc
black.
TITLED AMERICAN WOMEN
A remarkable list, collected for tha
first time, shows that American women
have, within a few years, gained
twenty-six German titles, fourteen
French, seventeen Italian and six Bus*
sian. It is further estimated that 160
American heiresses have brought to
Europe in dowries no less than $150,-
000,000, or an average of $937,500 each.
In Great Britain the American wives
of British husbands help to control
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