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The Scribners have made a convenient
collection In one volume of the verse of
the late H. C. Bunner. We lake from It
en example of his command of a certain
touch In which he was quite unapproach
ed among our verse writers:
3’he Chaperon.—
I lake my chaperon to the play—
She thinks she’s taking me—
And the gilded youth who owns the box,
A proud young man is he.
But how. would his young heart be hurt
If he could only know
That not for his sweet sake I go,
Nor yet to see the trifling shobv;
But to see my chaperon flirt.
Her eyes beneath her snowy hair
They sparkle young as mine;
There's scarce a wrinkle In her hand
So delicate and tine.
And when my chaperon Is seen,
They come from everywhere—
The dear old boys with silver hair.
With old-time grace and old-time air.
To greet their old-time queen.
They bow as my young Midas here
Will never learn to bow
(The dancing masters do not teach
That gracious reverence now);
With voices quavering Just a bit,
They play their old parts through,
They talk of folk who used to woo.
Of hearts that broke in 'fifty-two—
Now none the worse for It.
And as those aged crickets chirp
I watch my chaperon’s face,
And see the dear old features take
Anew and tender grace—
And in her happy eyes I see
Her youth awakening bright.
With all Its hope, desire, delight—
Ah, me! I wish that I were quite
As young—as young as she!
There are no perfect servants, says a
writer in the New York Evening Post, nor
are extraordinary good ones so created by
their Maker! I am talking of common,
every-day, moderately endowed women,
about whom you can know little more
than an assurance that in their last place
they did not break the ten commandments.
They are to be educated and made skillful
just as much as lawyers and doctors have
to gain by personal effort and good teach
ing the professions they practice. Among
these ordinary women are as large a per
centage of intelligent, affectionate, im
provable minds and hearts as among their
’’betters,” and, if you have used ♦discern
ment and care in choosing the best within
jour reach, It is entirely possible and fea
sible to make of them, not faultless, but
good, lovable (mark the word) members of
your household, and accomplished in their
several offices.
I cannot hope that young eyes and
hearts will see as the old see, nor at the
end of the century' will look at things
through the same lenses which were suited
to our less complex lives in earlier years;
yet let me say my say, fragments of olo
gies, smatterings of science, votes on char
itable boards, a smart game of golf and a
cheer In the club Held—all have their re
wards. Well-ordered, economical, sound
ut-the-core housekeeping, of which the
kitchen is the corner-stone, brings also
fruit and palm as guerdon. The semi-pub
lic, self-centered life has its charm—a
pretty, a clever, or even a strong woman
gains her thrills of applause, but the
home-maker is lifting her small circle of
bodies and souls into an atmosphere In
which it is good to dwell, and building a
kingdom over which It is good to reign.
The Duchess of Marlborough's recent
lestlvltles at Blenheim castle cost 8160,000.
These hints, says the Philadelphia Ledg
er, are offered to those who are preparing
to do their Christmas shopping.
Presents should never be bought in a
hurry or without due thought for the
tastes and wants of their respective reci
pients. -
Unless It is absolutely unavoidable, you
should never select your presents either
by artificial illumination on or one of those
dark, damp, depressing days, wffen it Is
Impossible to see distinctly and think co
herently. Do your shopping, when practi
cable, in the shining morning hours, when
the light is good, and before the shops be
come uncomfortably thronged with cus
tomers, making it Impossible to move
about without doing some damage to the
goods displayed on all sides.
When purchasing Christmas cards, do
not forget to read carefully the words
thereon in the shop, and not wait till you
arrive home. Oftentimes the prettiest card
Is. rendered useless to send to the person
for whom it was Intended by reason of
having some inappropriate sentiment on
the back. You should remove your gloves
when selecting cards; it not only facili
tates the handling but preserves the fresh
ness of the cards for future buyers. Take
the precaution before posting your cards
of making certain that they are fully
•stamped!
Now a word as to the dispatch of your
gifts. It adds greatly to their attract
iveness if you envelop them in fair, white
paper, daintily tied with narrow colored
ribbon, through which a Chrisimas card
of harmonious blending Is stuck with ar
tistic carelessness. Of course, In tlie case
of things to go through the post, they
must have an outer wrapper of stout
brown paper, secured with strong string.
Everyone likes finding in one’s present a
cheery little note, written on the Christ
massy paper sold in small boxes for the
purpose.
In sending presents abroad, care must be
taken to observe all the postal rules and
regulations for the “far countree” to
which they are going. You will find them
all set forth in the olflciul Bostolfice Guide.
And post them In plenty of lime. It is
better to ho before than behind the day.
fnr dear exiles would indeed think them
we.ves deserted If the 25th of December
passed without their having received any
thing from home. If you cannot think
what to send them—tho custom ottan
rroves a stumbling-block lo our desires
In this respect—wby not post off an as
sortment of the Christmas numlters of the
Illustrated papers? These will be sure of
receiving a warm welcome, and can be
nL.?, “ Ucr,nost " of the earth
In (Mr delivery”' ‘ U ' XlC ' y “ 10 a ">‘ ,lllch
No matter if you cannot afford rich and
rare gifts. The humblest trifles give un
limited pleasure if given with a great deal
of love. Let us give as many Christmas
gifts to our friends and relations as we can
afford. liut do not let us be tempted to
spend money on them which we ought to
devote to other objects. We must be just
before we are generous.
That useful old word "spinster” says an
exchange, has fallen upon decadent days,
few countenancing Its use save in the
marriage service, or on legal documents.
People prefer instead to talk of women
"bachelors,” which, as old Euclid would
say, is an absurdity. This dislike to a
perfectly legitimate word shows a singu
lar weakness on the part of women who
are proclaiming their strength. Art un
married woman Is a spinster whether she
calls herself "bachelor” or something else.
This protest has been suggested to me by
an article in Scribner’s Magazine, written
by Mary Gay Humphreys, and called
“Women Bachelors in New York.” Save
the exception of the flrst two words in the
title, 1 have no quarrel with what is real
ly an interesting paper. How very true
are the following remarks: “Women used
to save; now they earn. Formerly when
they had to face hard times they re
trenched in servants, did their own work,
cut down the table, the fires, made their
own clothes. The literature of the last
generation is largely a history of small
economies. Women might go hungry, but
their heads were high, their fingers were
as blue as their blood.”
Now, if losses come, women set about
earning money themselves rather than
relinquish any of life's luxuries. The
New York woman, it seems, has a wider
knowledge of the world than her southern
or western sisters. Consequently, when
she has to earn her living she casts about
for something original instead of confining
herself to the old feminine ways.
Philip Gilbert Hamerton heartily disap
proved marriage made in the French man
ner. "And yet one morning,” he says, in
his autobiography, "when I was writing
on my desk (a tall oak desk that I used to
stand up to) the idea suddenly came, as if
somebody had uttered these words in my
ear: "Why should you remain lonely all
your days Eugenie Gindriez would be an
affectionate and faithful wife to you. She
is not rich, but you would work and fight
your way.’
"I pushed aside the sheet of manuscript
and took a sheet of note paper instead. I
then wrote, in French, a letter to a lady in
Paris who knew the Gindriez family and
asked her if Mademoiselle Eugenie was
engaged to be married. The answer came
that she was well and that there had been
no engagement. Soon afterward I was in
Paris.
“I called on M. Gindriez, but his daughter
was not at home. I asked permission to
call in the evening, and she was out again.
This was repeated two or three times, and
my wife told me afterwards that these ab
sences were not accidental. At last we
met, and there was nothing in her manner
but a certain gravity, as if serious resolu
tions were impending. Her sister showed
no such reserve, but greeted ine gayly and
frankly. After a few days I was accept
ed on the condition of an annaal visit to
France.
“From a worldly point of view this en
gagement was what is called in French
une folle, on my part, and hardly less so
on the part of the young lady. We had.
however, a kind of Inward assurance that
in spite of the difference of nationality
and other differences, we were, in truth,
nearer to each other than most people who
contract matrimonial engagements. The
electric affinities act in spite of all ap
pearances and of many realties. We have
often talked over that time since, and have
confessed that we really knew hardly any
thing of each other, that our union was
but an instinctive choice. However, in
1858, I had neither doubt nor anxiety, and
in 1889 I have neither anxiety nor doubt."
Despite her opportunities, says the New
Y’ork Tribune, which the world is told
have greatly Increased of late, the un
protected female is, in nine cases out of
ten, a very helpless being. For instance,
here is a ease which is very perplexing
to all parties. A widow with her daugh
ter, a pretty girl of 22 or thereabouts, liv
ing recently in Dresden, received news
that the source of her income was in
danger, and that It was imperative that
she should return to America to protect
her Interests. As It seemed useless to in
cur the expense of the costly Journey for
both of them, the girl accepted the Invita
tion of a friend to stay with her during
her mother's absence, and the latter set
sail for homo.
On her arrival at her native town in
South Carolina she found matters even
worse than she feared. She was soon left
absolutely penniless.
A married sister, whose means were also
very straitened, offered her a home, but
that was nil she could do. and the poor
woman had not only no money to send
for her daughter, but no means of keeping
her after her return. In the meanwhile,
the girl is ieft in pawn, as it wore, and
the hospitable friend, wlto Is also impecu
nious. is wondering how much longer her
Inconvenient guest will stay. So. at pres
ent, there are three distressed women con
sidering the situation for which, appar
ently. there is no immediate solution.
This state of affairs never would have
occurred if this girl had been properly ed
ucated for some bread-winning profes
sion, as she undoubtedly would have been
had she been a boy, and thereby fitted
for an independent and, therefore, digni
fied position.
What, under the circumstances, is to be
the future of this poor, stranded genteel
waif?
The difficulty nowadays spcius to be not
that careers are not open to women, but
that neither parents nor daughters seem
to care to follow any than of education to
fit girls for self support.
With boys such education is a matter of
course; it is not loft to lie a matter of
necessity, but with girls the need must
lie imperative before any effort is made,
and then it is generally too late.
The whole trouble lie* In the fact that
It is not customary, and until It Is the
rule and not the exception, girls them
selves will be opposed ta 1L
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, DECEMBER 13, 189a
“I do not see why I should be different
from other girls,” said a young maiden of
16, whoso mother tvas urging her to fit
herself for some self-sustaining profes
sion.
"I would rather have a tea and come
out like the rest of my friends,” and this
voices tho general sentiment. Girls expect
to marry and be taken care of, and their
parents hope that they will, and neither
feel that the question of self-support need
be faced before it is imminent.
”A fellow," according to the New Or
leans Picayune, said the foot
ball hero with the chrysanthe
mum hair to the girl in the
zouave jacket, “has got to be awfully
particular when ho goes to get married,
unless he means to throw himself away.
There are lots of girls who are nice
enough to have fun with, but when a fel
low means business he wants to look about
him a bit, and think it over. It’s an im
portant subject, and I’ve given it my con
sideration and made up my mind as to
what 1 shall expect and demand in the wo
man I marry. In the flrst place, she must
be pretty. That's of course. Catch me
marrying any old frump of a woman. She
must be the kind of a woman I would be
proud to introduce to the fellows, you
know, and a bit of a swell, too. I hate
dowdy women, who never know what to
say, or which fork to pick up first at tne
table.
"She must know how to dress well, too,
and not be extravagant about it, either.
The kind that know how to make a big
allow on little money. It takes so much
for a man to live on now, with clubs and
athletics and—er—all that, that nobody
but a millionaire can afford to make his
wife much of an allowance, and a man
doesn't want a wife who is always run
ning up bills for fal-lals.
“Of Course, she must be educated and
accomplished, and have seen something
of the world. None of your Maud Mul
lers, and simple village maidens for me,
thanks. But heaven preserve me from
the woman who knows more than her hus
band, and wants to air her opinions. And
a witty woman. A woman who knows
how to tell stories that people listen to.
That’s the very worst sort. And there are
plenty of them, too. Why, I’ve met wo
men—taken ’em down to dinner—who told
stories that kept the table in a roar, and
nobody listened to a wood I said about Jim
Scott, our quarter back. Capital story, it
was. too. about Jim. I think a woman
ought to take all her opinions from her
husband, and think as he does. She ought
to draw him out and defer to his judg
ment. Men are better able to Judge, you
know, of things than women. Their
minds are er—trained—er in college, yu
know.
"Of course, she must be a good house
keeper and know how to manage things,
so that when I come home I won’t be
worried about household matters. A man
wants to be amused in his own home, and
petted and made much of. I shall expect
a good dinner, well served, and afterwards
for her to be ready to go out to the play,
or some function, or if I am tired, to talk
to me, or read to me, or sing for me. But
she must keep all the working of the
household machinery out of sight.
"1 should like her to be athletic enough
to ride a wheel when I want to go, but
not one of the bloomer women that are
forever scorching about. They are hor
rid, and disgusting, hut I should expect her
to be interested in out door sports, and
willing to take a hand now and then. Of
course, she must be devoted to me, but not
one of the kind that always expect you to
be home by 10 o'clock, or to give an account
of every hour. That would make me
tired. Of course, a woman’s place is in
her home, and I shouldn’t want her going
about without me to places. But that's
entirely different,
"And what,” Inquired the girl in the
zouave Jacket anxiously, “would you offer
this paragon in return for ail these vir
tues?”
A lady happened to remark to an ath
letic friend that it was very strange that
most of the bad bicycling accidents seemed
to happen to women—and could he ac
count for it—were they more “foolhardy?”
“Not at all,” he replied; “the real reason
is, I think, that women cannot Judge dis
tances. Now, from his earliest youth up
a boy is trained through his games to ac
curately measure yards and feet. You
will see a woman rush in between two
carts where a man could tell you to a cer
tainty that It would be impossible to
avoid an accident. It Is Just the wmnt of
a trained eye that does the mischief.”
There is altogether too little pride
among certain women who are called up
on to do a very natural thing—stand
alone. It is a shame to these, says the
New Y’ork Mail and Express, yet there are
also women who go forth to fight with no
reason for money-getting beyond inde
pendence; that is, self-support Is not nec
essary and important.
A woman said to me recently; ”1 have
been offered a position as a saleswoman
in a store where there are only men. The
hours are easy enough, the work light”
the salary fair. I was on the point of
accepting it when, having mentioned the
offer to—well—to—a gentleman friend,
whose opinion is everything to me—you
know—he grew very angry and said he
sooner or later expected me to take up
whisky drumming if my tastes ran in
such lines. Now I do care for his opinion
and wouldn’t displease him for the world.”
“Why don't you marry that man?" I
asked. “If you mean to give up an offfir
to your financial advantage upon his ad
vice and have no means or other oppor
tunity. it seems .to me that the most like
ly thing to do is to marry him at once; if
indeed, his bent of love be honorable, his
purpose marriage, when you will be con
tent to fulfill! his ideal of inane and pin
cushiony womanhood at the. cost of your
board!”
Strange to say that young woman was
Inflamed and furious, and I very much
doubt if she will take my proffered ad
vice, for which I should respect hw,
knowing that she had awakened to a dis
satisfaction of such a cad and a churl.
A Woman Wonders: Why when a man
takes lil* sister to the theater he always
looks bored?
CHRISTMAS BARGAINS
Why women with short necks always
buy the fluHiest collars?
Why we never like our own photo
graphs?
Why, when we haven’t met a man for
five years, he always tells us we look as
young as ever?
Why the man who can make a century
run on his wheel, and not feel It, cannot
walk the baby fifteen minutes without be
ing ready to die with exhaustion?
Why our husbands admire us most when
we have on a cheap frock?
Why it is so much easier to go to the
opera on a bad night than It would be
to go to church?
Why we all always feel that the men
we love are not capable of taking care
of themselves?
To emit a spark, says the New York Tri
bune, there must be flint as well as steel,
and even to light a match requires fric
tion, so to insure conversational brilliancy
it is necessary to have what is equivalent
to these conditions.
"At dinner last night I sat next to Mr.
A , who every one says is such a clever
conversationalist,” said a pretty but rath
er silly society woman, in all innocence,
“and he was as stupid as an owl, and as
mum as an oyster. I expected to be so
well entertained, and I never was at a
duller dinner.” It would never have oc
curred to her that she herself was the
cause of the clever man's taciturnity.
"I wonder what was the matter with
me last night,” remarked a brilliant wo
man, who had just declared her entertain
ment of the evening before a total failure.
“I felt absolutely tongue-tied. I liter
ally could not think of a thing to say. Mr.
X on one side and Mr. Z on the oth
er droned on with their dreary platitudes
about their chefs, and their establishment
and their wines, until I thought I should
go mad, and my husband said that their
wives at his end of the table were no bet
ter. 1 felt really mortifled at my stupid
ity, but I actually had not an idea in my
head; so I was as bad or even worse than
the rest.”
"I should Bay that the trouble was more
with your guests than with yourself,"
said her friend. “I have always found that
It is fatal to be flanked with two stupid
people. One is simply submerged under
the ooze of the commonplace, and there
is no use struggling against It. If you
have a dull man on one side, it is abso
lutely necessary that his Influence on the
conversation should be neutralized by a
vivacious personage on the other. With
two such heavy weights as Mr. X and
Mr. Z ,or course your own originality
was completely crushed.
"TIUs magnetic current, or whatever it
Is, whereby what is best or most enter
taining Is evoked, is very mysterious.
Every one knows how much easier It is
to talk with some people than with others,
and yet It Is not necessary that the former
should be clever and produce this result.
It is a subtle and Indescribable wave of
sympathy which every one recognizes, al
though it Is quite impossible lo define It,
and it Is a well known fact that orators,
actors and musicians are Immensely In
fluenced in their performances by feeling
—CHRISTMAS BARGAINS
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Plates are all of the standard
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others. Comp and Brush Trays,
Manicure Sets, Bon Bon Boxes,
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Our Dinner Ware, only a few sets left, at half the
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Our Housefurnishing Department is crowded ev
ery day. Prices are simply unheard of. Nothing bet
ter or more substantial than a Christmas Gift of a
Fine Range, say Othello, Perfect or Domestic Sun
Shine. Either of which perfect operation and satis
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JOHN R. DILLON, Receiver.
—CHRISTMAS BARGAINS—
themselves in touch with their audiences.”
"That is a very consolatory doctrine,”
remarked the hostess whose dinner had
been a failure. "Whenever I am particu
larly stupid I shall in future consider that
it is not my fault, but that of the people
with whom I am seated.”
A train, says the New York World, the
pompadour coiffure is the rage in Paris.
Some venturesome spirit started the fash
ion, it was promptly taken up by the fore
most Parisians, and to Americans the fact
that the Countess Castellane immediately
adopted it will be an excellent guarantee
for its prompt success in New York, The
revival of this 3tately coiffure shows be
yond a doubt that the effort to revive
fringes and frizzes has been a complete
failure.
Women who have been actively engaged
In imitating the Gibson girl for the past
few years cannot so abruptly relinquish
the satisfaction of displaying their pretty
white foreheads. And if they must give up
the part which has become the property of
the shop girl it does not follow that they
need overshadow their eyes by the old
time curly bang. The pompadour has been
offered as a compromise and accepted.
“Do yon remember," said a Colonial
dame, to the Now York Tribune, recently,
"the old-fashioned children's game, where
in one child says, ‘I went up one pair of
stairs,' and the other answers. 'Just like
me.' 'I went up two pair of stairs,’ con
tinued the first speaker. 'Just like me.’ re
iterates No. 2, and so on—three pair of
stairs, four pair of stairs, etc. Well, that
is just the way it is with me and my
friends nowadays. They all live In apart
ments up one pair of stairs, up two pair
of stairs, etc., and it's Just like me.’
“The majority of us are too poor to own
houses, and I have noticed that decayed
aristocracy generally prefers the old-fash
ioned houses like those in Washington
Square and other old-time places where
there are no ‘lifts.’
" 'I wonder,' I said to myself the other
evening, ‘why it is I feel so exhausted after
a round of visits; it never used to tire me
this way. I must be getting old and decrep
it.'
"Then I remembered, to my comfort,
that it must be the stairs, nd_T began to
reflect that it was really true that nearly
all of my intimate friends live In apart
ments. How strange it was to think of the
changes wrought in the last couple of dec
ades! llow completely the New York of
my day had been submerged by the rising
tide of anew clement.
“And when I recollect,” she continued,
a little bitterly, "what all these people
were when 1 was young "
"Good gracious! Aunt Mary's beginning
again!" exclaimed her niece, by marriage,
a lively, up-to-date fashionable woman of
the day, in a half-audlhle aside.
"How they go on about their antece
dents, poor dear old frumps, and about
those of the people one knows. It is the
one great topic of conversation in her set.
! went with her the other afternoon to
Mr*, do Peyster Mvingston Van Ouzen’s
tea. It was as she said, literally up three
pair of stair*. Very pretty after you got
there—furnished with family colonial heir
loom and birds and flowers. We had tea
out of cups so thin that they seemed as if
they would break if you looked at them,
and the most delicous hot things to eat—
all cooked after famous old southern rec
ipes that had been in the family for ages,
and which they would never dream of tell
ing to a parvenue like me. Well, you
should have heard them over their tea
cups!
“Of course, the talk turned, as it invari
ably does with Aunt Mary's friends, upon
the changes in New York society. My, how
they pulled every one's claims and respon
sibility to pieces! And how they all en
joyed the dissection!"
“Actually sold thread and needles," Aunt
Mary's voice was heard in the pause to
say at the other end of the room, "to my
mother over the counter!"
“Do listen to her!” comrtfented her irrev
erent niece. "That is just the way they
will go on about the old and the new ad
infinitum. Isn’t it tiresome?”
Diamonds should be worn by the bril
liant woman, but the quiet one should
choose pearls. The beauty of a brunette
is enhanced by rubies and topazes, and of
a fair-skinned woman by emeralds.
The gloves that enjoy the highest favor
have only one button apiece in these days,
and even this makes them almost too long
for the sleeves that must fail to the
knuckles.
Evening gowns, with square-cut necks,
are much worn this season. The square
neck is more becoming to sloping shoul
ders than the round neck, and laoe and
chiffon ruffles can bo used to give the
edges a soft and dainty finish.
The contrasts of life, says the New York
Tribune, are trying and the equalities of
fortune make fortune seem much harder
to bear.
“I felt as if I could shake Mrs. Midas
yesterday,” said a modern Martha, ever
anxious about many things, whose strait
ened circumstances are a continual source
at worry and care to her. "I went to see
her this afternoon, and as she was indis
posed she asked me to come up to her
boudoir. There she lay on the sola in the
most elaborate teagown, with her little
ivory tablets and a pencil in her hand.
" ‘Do tell me.* she explained, ‘what to
buy? Mr. Midas hits Just given me s!*>
as a phllopena present, and 1 am trying
to write down what •! want, and I really
cannot think of l anything.*
" ‘Are there no orphans at your doors?’
I quoted, laughingly.
“ ‘Oh, of course, we always give a cer
tain amount in charity,’ site answered,
half offended. 'And I ant sure Mr. Midas
is most liberal, but this he stipulated was
for myself alone, and I haven't an idea
what to do with it.'
"As 1 left I could not help thinking of
my ungratifled W'ants, which were legion,
and of the many things which I had lo
deny my children on account of our small
income. All this seemed to me very try
ing and unjust, and the difference in our
positions rankled all that afternoon, un-
| til I re-entered my shabby home and was
| surrounded by my darlings.
“Then my cares were all forgotten and
my discontent vanished in thin air. With
the nurse I found a former servant, who
had been my cook, and who had left mo
to take a place as kitchenmaid at one of
the grandest houses in town; 'to improve
herself,’ as she told me, I having advised
her strongly to take the place and learn
all she could.
“ ‘I heard you were not suited, Mrs. C.’
she said, ‘and I came to see if you would
take me back.’
" ‘Why, what was the matter at the
X 's?* I asked. ‘Did you not like the
place?'
“ ‘Oh, ma'am,’ she exclaimed, ‘I could
not stand it; it made me too unhappy to
see such quantities of good food wasted
every day. The food would have fed a
dozen families and my brotheVout of work
and nearly beside himself with trouble,
and his wife and children nearly starving,
it made me feel wicked. The difference
seemed so cruel hard, and I would rather
be with you, ma’am, in my own kitchen,
where I know that whatever there is to
spare is not chucked out Into the refuse
barrel!' ”
IDIOTS WITH MEMORIES.
Persons Wills Mttle Brain Powe*
Who Have Be*s Reronrknble l
Remembering.
Erqm Appleton’s Popular Science Monthly.
Winslow records the case of a man who
remembered the day of burial of every P '
son who had died in the parish tor tninr
five years, and who could repeat with pe
feet accuracy the names and ages of
deceased and of the mourners at the f
eral. He was a profound Idiot, and <o
not reply intelligently to a single I l ucs ,
beyond this, nor be trusted even to f
himself. h -
Morel cities the instance of an Idiot
was unable to count twelve yet could n _
all the saints of the calendar and the
of their respective fetes. ~w (i
In some of the books on these nr-rec
Is mentioned an idiot with a won _
memory for English history, when
plied with the sllghest cue he recoun
measured tones whole passages of •
Kalrel noted an Imbecile who com
immediately the days of birth and >
and the principal events In the life "
celebrated personage mentioned to ,' a i
Such instances of elaboration ot P - )(1
memories where all other faculties
abeyance might be multiplied- , „f
above mentioned were, no doubt ,
them, examples of extraordinary '
mont of the auditory tracts ana < .
There arc other cases in which h
memories are disproportionately 1 fnf
od, as in idiots with unsual rm ' n ! ar
places or faces. These patlenta,
congenial defective*.
—"Your daughter. Mr. Banker. I* ,
cold and coy toward men, It seem* ,n ™
"Quite so. Hhe Is a brave defender o
million*,"—Fllegende Blatter.
CHRISTMAS BARGAINS