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THE REPUBLIC: SUNDXT. 3TFLT5 8. 1900.
INDIVIDUALITY IN HOUSE DECORATION IN ST. LOUIS.
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Of picturesque Interior bits of furnishing.
there are many among tho handsome and
luxurious homes of St. Lou . The tendency
of tho last few year ha.s l.e?n toward a
persistent s-eklrg for Individuality In in'
BCDOlntment of modern houses. The bl!nt
following of a sterco-vped fah!on Is na
longer In vogue. Nowadays, the mistnss of
the manse-Eonietimes It It tho master -desires
that a certain n.artmcut or npart
ments shall In some measure express her
self, anj reflect her testes and InclinatI w.
To that end she picks, and chorea her fur
clshlngs. spending day? and week-' "f care
ful thought on the harmonies of color and
the arrangement vl bric-a-brac, t-o that
when tho room is nt laj.t completed on I
her admiring family and friend are prn
dously rermltted to take the first peep,
their first remark !. more than likely to be.
"How much this room looks llko jou!"
There la perhaps no room In St. LoulJ
en which more time nnd thought were ex
pended and in which tho skill and tas'e of
the owner Is more in evlJcnce than the
mall Chinese tearoom, which the late Mrs.
Henry Sesrlst fitted up In her Westmore
land place house shortly after it was com
pleted. Th5 decorations for this room were
the careful selection of years, each of the
satin, haaJpalumd wall paunl Icing vur- .
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RODE ON HORSEBACK ONE
THOUSAND MILES TO. WAR.
.JRcmarkaBlc Feat of a Man, Still Living in Missouri,
Who Wanted to Fight the Mexicans.
pedal CorrrapoDileace of The Sunday Itepublle.
Macon, Mo.. July 6. James S. Barker, a
-Missouri farmer. Is a veteran of the Mexi
can War who rode on an old farm horse a
thousand miles. In the spring of 1S17. to
'Join Colonel Jack C. Hayes, then at Aus
Jtin, Tex., recruiting for General Zachary
Taylor's army. The distance Is about "Z3
'tr.Ilei direct, but this patriotic horseman
"couldn't find all the roads running rtralght.
end he frequently had to make wide detours
to find ferries and good fording places. Ho
I crossed the Missouri River at Boonville. on
Xthe ice. He took provisions with him. but
the simple statement that he was bound for
tithe war Insured him a hospitable welcome
S Wherever he could find a cabin in tho then
thinly settled country.
I Mr. Barker didn't have to go to war. He
, (was an Independent Missouri hunter and
J trapper, and there was no conscription. But
Ih nw that filtered through to his little
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James S.
chased one at a time while Mrs. Flo-
grist traveled about. They are almost price
less, nnd. os may bo Imagined, exquisite
examples of the Chinese artists' best work.
A home which is dominated by tho taste
of the mistress is that of Mrs. Zach Tink
er. No. 3333 Longfellow boulevard. Mrs.
Tinker's French parlor Is n little Bern, and
most daintily nppolnted. The colors are
pink and pale ea green, a thick oft car
pet of these hues covering tho flior: and
the walls tinted faintly green, formlns an
ncceptnble background for many valuaolc
French watereolors. the collection of which
Is one of Mr. Tinker pet fads. Not h few
cf these pictures are figure studies of pict
uresque French court ladles, and In almost
very one a close observer can trace some
resemhk-nce to the charming chatelaine of
the Tinker hourehoM. The hangings are of
rea creen Chinese silk, bordered with deep
dull ecru Battenberg lace.
On the third floor of tho Tinker home
Mrs. Tinker has allowei her fancy to rua
riot and has turned the entire place into
a Turkish living room, which Is the Joy of
her friends. It Is especially comfortable for
winter evenings for tho entertainment of
rmall card parties and a general and cozy
good time. Here the wa"s are huns with
Turkish draperies), gay rosters adding a
bit oZ eclor cow and than, with oecaaloa-
MP2. ZACH. THsTKR2 E)LTOU PA'RI.O
Northern Missouri home led him to think
his country needed him. and he quietly laid
aside his pursuit of deer, foxes, wildcats
and the like for the more exciting one of
hunting men.
When ho renched Austin the horse that
had carried Mr. Barker so faithfully on
his long Journey, evidently thinking It had
done enough, laid down and died. Mr. Bar
ker got a new mount and sillied forth
with Colonel Hayes's regiment. In quest of
General Taylor, but before reaching him
the regiment received orders to re-enforce
General Wlnfield Scctt. who was then pass
ing on to Vera Cruz. This was the lirst
regiment to re-enforce General Scott after
entering Mexico, and It was enthusiastically
welcomed by the weary American troops.
Vera Cruz fell In March, and there was
hard fighting at Cerro Gordo and at Jalapa,
In both of which engagements the Amer
lcaca were victorious. Mr. Barker fought
Barker Who Made the Remarkable Ride.
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In nearly all the gTcnt battle.! or the Mex
ican War until he was mustered out at Vera
Cruz on April SO, 1SI. He then went to
New Orleans, and made his trip home on
a steamboat, a ride far lesa interesting, he
says, than his Journey to the south on
horseback.
Mr. Barker's was the first regiment
equipped with Colt's revolvers, and this
early Invention of a repeating arm was re
garded os fomcthtng not far short of a
marvel. The soldiers were encouraged to
practico pistol shooting while riding raplJIy
on horseback, and they became so expert
that tho Mexican officers found it hard
work to keep their men In line when "Jack"
Hpyos and his "double-sixers" got In
among them.
Amcng the mmentoes of his Mexican War
experience Mr. Barker ha.s a cane from a
bullet-riddled tree at Churuburco. a gold
rlpff with three diamonds, a present from j
i the alcalde of Mexico after the city s r.ur-
render to General Scott, and a i-opper grape
shot ho found at the Alamo In July. 1SK.
Mr. Barker was born at Jersey Shore,
Pa.. April II, 12J. and lias been a MIs
sourlan Hince his removal here on June 1.
1841. with the exception of the lime he. was
shooting at the Mexicans under General
Santa Ana. He Is yet strong and mentally
vigorous, and can easily do a "full day's
work" on his farm, or take a hand with the
"boys" on a hunt. He now lives between
Shelhlna and Shelbyvllle. near the proposed
lluu of tiiu Klui" end St. Luula Railroad.
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MARIE COREL-LI'S NEW BOOK.
Boy" Is a Pathetic
written- for run sundat republic.
The title of Marie Corelll'B new book Is
rather misleading. It Is called "Boy, A
Sketch." (J. B. Llpplncott & Co.) As a
matter of f3ct It Is not what one expects
to find upon reading a sketch; It is a
book, end not at all In the nature of a
rhort Ftory. A novel of 3 pages Is not a
sketch In the usually accepted meaning
of the term, and jet Miss Corelll named
her book to suit her own fancy. She Is
doubtless right In calling It a sketch of
"Boy's" life, for It Is but a portion of the
joung man's history that she sets forth.
Tho story begins with "Boy's" childhood:
"It may be conceded by those who know
anything about married life and house
keeping that boy began his career among
curious surroundings. From his "feedlnff
chalr' he saw strange sights sights which
often puzzl'd him. caused him to beat mo
notonous time with his. baton-sroon In or
der to distract his little brain. Two large,
looming Us u res occupied his horizon 'Muz
zy' and 'Poo Sing." 'Muzy. was the easy
going stout lady in felt slippers, who gave
him his bread-and-mllk and said he was
her boy; 'Poo Sing' was. In the few tran
quil mvments of his existence, understood
to be 'Dads' or 'Papa.' Boy somehow
could never call him either 'Dads' or 'Papa'
when he was seized by his stassering fits;
Kiich terms were not sufficiently compas
Monate for en unfortunate rentleman who
was subject to a malady which would not
allow him o keep Heady on his feet with
out clutching at the sideboard or the Bin
tlepiece. Boy l-.tid been told by 'Muzzy'
that when 'Pjpu' rolled about the room
he wis "very HI.' and the most eloquent
language could not fittingly describe tho
Innocent nnd tender emotions of pity, in
Boy's mind when he beheld tho progenitor
of his being thus cruelly nffllctd!
"Were It possible to touch a drunkard's
heart In the mldcarecr of his drunkenness,
then tho gentle murmur of 'poo sing!' from
the fresh, rosy lips of a little child, and
that child his own son, might hsve moved
to a sense of uneasy shamo nnd remorse
the particular tough and fibrous nature of
Captain the Honorable D'Arcy-MuIr. But
Captain the Honorable was of that ancient
and royal birth which may be seen assert
ing Itself In rowdy theater parties at res
taurants In Piccadilly, and he, with the
rest of his distinguished set, said rpenly:
D n sentiment!' As for any sacredness
In the life of a child, or any Idea of grave
responsibility resting upon him as a father
fcr that child's future, such primitive no
tions never occurred to him. Sometimes
when Boy stared at him very persistently
with solemnly Inquiring grave blue eyes,
he would become suddenly and violently
Irritated, and would demand: 'What is the
little beggar staring at? Looks like a
d d idiot!'
"Then, pouring more whisky out of the
ever-present bottlo into the ever-present
glass, he would yell to his wife: 'See here,
old woman, this child Is going to be an In
fernal Idiot! A regular watcr-on-the-braln
knock-down Idiot! Staring at me for all
tho world as If I were a gorilla! He's over
fedthat's what's the matter! Guzzling on
bread, and milk till he can't get a drop
more "down. Never saw such a little
pig in all my lifer
"Boy. lately arrived from the Infinite,
was guiltless of his present dubious sur
roundings. He did not make his 'Honorable
father a drunkard or his mother a sloven.
Boy used to compare "Muzzy with
another lady who sometimes came to visit
him. Miss l.'titla licslle, a wonderful vision
to Boy's admiring eyes, a rustling, glisten
ing dream, made up ot soft, dove-colored
silk and violct-sccnted old lace, and ten
der, calm blue eyes, and small handa with
big diamonds flashing on their dainty
whiteness 'Miss Letty.' as she was gener
ally called, and 'that purse-proud old maid,'
as Captain the Honorable frequently desig
nated her. Boy had his own title for her.
It was 'Kiss Letty.' instead of Mbs Letty,
and he would often. ask. In dull moments,
when the numerous perplexities of his small
mind became too.entangled for him to bean
Where Is Kiss Letty? Me want Kiss Let
ty. Kiss Letty loves Boy Boy love Kiss
Letty."
Miss Letty was a dear lady, indeed. She
was gentle, sweet "1 unliable, and pos
sessed of a fortune. Her lover had died
yean before, and she bad been faithful to
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TINKER S3ESIDE.KCE. OK LONC3rELLOW
Story of Modern Life.
his memory all her life. She was exceed
ingly charitable. "Much of the grinding of
the ceaseless wheel of tribulation did Miss
Letltta see as she went to and fro on het
various errands of mercy and friendship,
but rerhaps among all the haunts and
home where her personality was familiar,
her Interest had seldom been more strongly
aroused than In the ill ordered household In
Hereford Square, where Captain, the Hon
orable D'Arcy-MuIr, drank and swore, and
his wife 'slovened' the hours away In mud
dle and misanthropy. For here was Boy
Boy, a soft, smiling morsel of helpless and
Innocent expectancy. Boy who stretched
out plump mottled arms to 'K!s.-Letty,
and sakl chuckllngly 'Ullo.' an exclamation
he had picked up from the friendly police
man at the corner of the square, who greet
ed him thus when ho went out In his peram
bulator. 'Ullo'. 'Ows 'oo Kiss-Lett)? Wants
Boy out! Klss-I.etty, take Boy wiz 'er
walk-talk.
"Which observation, rendered Into heavier
English. Implied that Boy politely Inquired
after Miss Lctltla's health, and desired to
go out walking, and likewise talking, with
that lady.
"And no one In all the world responded
morn promptly or more lovingly to Boy's
delightful amenities than Miss Letitla did.
The wisely sweet expression of the child's
face fascinated her; Mie saw In Boy the pos
ribllitl's of noble manhood, graced perhaps
by the rarest gilts of genius."
MIhs Letitla wanted to adopt Boy, c.lueato
him, and endow him with wealth. She had
him on a long vUlt to her house, but his
selfish mother, who did not like Miss Letitla
very well. Jealously refused to "give up her
son," though the drunken father was willing
that Boy should take advantage of Miss
Letltla's beneficence. It was a bitter blow
to Miss Letitla, and when the boy grew
older and his mother was still spiteful, she
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pery, or a tall Oriental figure piece sur
mounting a pedestal with luxurious cush
ions plied about Its base.
The deep bow windows are cushioned
seats affording delightful nooks for com
fort. A large center tabje nfay bo used
equally well f,r games and cards) or for the
serving of an informal eupper. a sideboard
near by supplying the requisite chatlng
dishes and table appointments.
Out In the pretty suburb of Cabanne there
are many picturesquely furnished homes,
none more cozy and interesting than that of
Mr. Charles U, Ware. A "poster den" fit
ted up by Mr. Wares eon. Blssell Ware, be
fore his marriage to Miss Eliza Boyd, was
the favorite nook of all of the household's
friends, who Invariably found something
new to admire at each visit. Mr. Bl3sell
Ware collected the posters, which were of j
al 1 descriptions theatrical, literary and
merely spectacular from time to time, and
as fast as he acquired one of especial in
terest, tacked It up on the walls in a good
position, with pipe racks, boxing gloves,
dainty statuettes and the bric-a-brac which
a collegian generally manages to get to
gether. Interspersed for relief.
After Mr. Elssell Ware's marriage the
room was left Intact, and is still one of the
'vorlte resorts of the Ware household.
came to the reluctant conclusion that aha
must let all thought of him and hope for
him go out of her life.
Boy was In the way of being ruined.
With bad influences at home, careless
teachers, and the los of deir Miss Letty.
he became an embittered youth. Then his
mother sent him to a cheap school In
France, so that he might be quite away
from Miss Letty's Influence.
When ho came back to England, badlly
taught, and very unhappy. Miss Letty was
in America, looking after the orphan niece
of a friend. He stood the examination for
the army, barely got in, and soon after
ward disgraced himself by being drunk
and disorderly. He was expelled from Sand
hurst, dis-rraced. His father's curses and
his mother's selfish reproaches only em
bittered him. After several trying experi
ences, during one of which he learned that
Miss Letty otlll loved him. he enlisted as
a private for the war in South Africa. Ho
had needed money on one occasion, and had
written to Mis Letty for it. Her prompt
response pleased him, but the amount was
not sufficient, and he made the check read
r.. instead of I". When he found :hat the
had acknowledged the check, and eivtd
him from a second disgrace, his shame erU
repentance came, and the money was re
turned to her. Then be went away to Af
ilca. The end of Boy's career came at the tat
tle of Colenso. Miss Letty's young friend.
Violet Morrison, had offered her services
as a nurse, she had been trained for her
duties, and she was In South Africa also.
When thev brought Boy to the hospital, he
was accompanied by a young Lieutenant.
Alister McDonald, who had not recognized
the private soidter. whom he had rescued,
as his old playmate. Boy. Recognition
came, and Violet Morrison heard McDonald
exclaim: "Boy!" She hurried toward the
wounded man. She must help him 'or Miss
Letty's sake, for sho knew the sad story.
"Ah. you've done something brave al
ready!" murmured Boy to Alister McDonald.
"Vou always said you wouiu you iiuic-a .
to be a hero, and you've-you'vo begun! I '
wanted to do somcthinc great, too for Miss j
Letty's saka " I
Employes of the St. Louis
There are many other apartments In St.
Louis homes that show evidences of taste
ard discrimination on the part of their own
ers Mr. Alexander Cochran owns a
"morning-room." as she calls It dona in
chintz and icdolent of dainty femininity,
which is greatly admired by the privileged
few who have s-en it.
The -breakfast-room" In the Linden route
var.l residence of Kdwar.l S. Pierco Is an
other cozy apartment, where early toast
ar.d e-gs become as ambrosia: and coffee
poured from Mrs, Tierce's antique silver
pot takes on the flavor and frasrance of
ambrosia.
For combined cozlcess and luxury, no li
brary In St. Louis equals that of Byron Nu
gent In Westmoreland place. The books ere
easy of access and look as If they are often
usd The shaded lamps are in soft-toned
color beautiful to look at. and restful to
the eys an well. The few pictures are
most cnrefully chosen some old engravings.
a water color or two by the French genre
painter-, with just enough bronzes and bits
or marble to add elegance without piling
the room the look of a curiosity shop.
Writlnff materials are at hand, but do r.ot
obtrude themselves, os Is often the case in
many libraries. The chairs are luxurious
"sleepy-hollows" or window .couches plied
with pillows. This library Is one of Mrs.
Nugnt's favorite apartments, ar.d Its fur--ilshlnss
are almost entirely ter j-eU'clioa.
Tli.E ZACH
BOULrVABD
His voice sank. Mored fcr a
ate irtsh to rouse him one more, Violet
Morrison suddenly put her arms rosea him
as he lay and said clearly!
"Boyl"
He stared at oar and a Ifta
round his mouth.
"Boy." she went on sobbtrurrr.
hear me can you understand?
He made a faint sign of assent.
"I kio-y Miss Letty." she went on. In Tsar
sweet, thrilling tones, ''and you've seen
me. and I have seen j-o'u, only jrou don't
remember mo Just now. Poor Boyl I
know Miss Letty. and I know how aha Iotm
you and wants to see you again."
A gray shadow fell wamlndr en Ma
features. Tout ha still kept Tola eyes fixed on
Violet
"Dees she know?
"She knows she knows!" answered Vio
let, unable to restrain her tears. "She
knows how hard everythln- was for jrou
yes, dear Boy, she knows! and ha lovca
you Just as dearly now as when vou were
a little child."
A strave peace begun to compos and
soften his face, as though It were touched
by some Invisible sweet angel's hand.
"Tell her that I enlisted to get a chance
of making amends doing something good
brave to make her proud ot tnc but It's
too late nowtoo late "
A terrible convulsion seized him. and tho
sharp agony of it caused him to spring half
upright. Tho surgeon caught him and held
him fast.
"Boy! Oh. Boyr cried Violet.
"It's all right!" he eald dreamily. "All
forgiven all rlghtl Don't cry. Tell "Miss
Letty not to cry- Tell het-Boy Boy left
his love I"
An awed silence followed, and then young
Alister McDonald, with a tenderness which,
though he knew It not, was destined to
deepen Into a husband's life-long devotion
later on. drew tho weeping Violet gently
aside that she might give her tears fall
vent, while the surgeon reverently drew a
covering over the quiet face of the dead.
When the news reached England and they
went to tell Miss Letty about Boy they
found her dead. So ends the story of Boy.
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