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VOL. I. WILL WE KNOW? When our lost good-by Is said, And the vital spark has fled, Will wo know that we are deadt Will wo see the darkened room, Filled with woe and deepest gloom, Life's forever silent loom? Faces bending to our own, All the joy-light from them flown, So much older, sadder grown? Will we hear each bitter cry, Sob and moan and heart-felt sigh. As the weary hours drag by? Will we feel each tender hand, While their owners dumbly stand, Round us there, a broken band? Will we listen for the one Wo love best, when day is done? And there Is no comfort —none! Will w'e all reluctant go From our homos? We prize them so! Homes we ne’er again will knowl Will wa then He down to rest On dear Mother Earth's warm breast— Prove the grave a downy nest? Will we wait in dreamless sleep For the tryst we all must keep— For the harvest we will reap? Or will we at once ascend To our Father, King and Friend, ‘ Who, all-wise, ordains life's end! When our last good-by is said, And the vital spark has fled. Will we know that we are dead? —Mrs. Findley Braden, In N. Y. Observer. if’XIT’IIAT have you got there?” yV queried Mrs. Bowser, as her liege lord made a display of a squill package when he came home the other evening. —• “Mrs. Bowser,” he replied, as he sat down and carefully handled the pack age, “did you read of that case in Troy .where a barber cut a customer slightly cn the cheek and he died of blood poisoning?” “No. Say! you’ve gone and got an other shaving outfit!” “Another? When did 1 ever have one?” “You got one two or three years ago in Detroit, and how did you come out with it? Mr. Bowser, you do the most foolish things of any man I ever heard of in all my life!” “I do, eh? Is it foolish for me to want to avoid blood poisoning by shav ing myself, to say nothing of the enor mous saving of money? Yes, I did get an outfit, in Detroit but 1 had a boil on my arm and couldn’t handle the razor. That was a cheap outfit, just as an ex periment. ” “And you cut yourself and pranced around and whooped until the neigh bors thought we had a fire. How much did this outfit cost?” “Only ten dollars.” , “Ten dollars thrown right away.” “Is it? Let’s see about that. Hav ing my own outfit I can shave daily. That’s seventy cents a week, or two dollars and eighty cents per month. Seems to me that thirty-four dollars per year is worth saving. In the twenty years I have been shaving I could have saved the trifle of six hun dred and eighty dollars. Where are you now, Mrs. Bowser?” “Just where I was before. You’ll shave once and that’ll end it ” “Will it? If that’s your opinion I have a great surprise in store for you. I’ve been taking lessons of a barber on how to handle the razor, and I can shave clean in exactly four minutes. Easiest thing in the world when you know how. Just think of the seven hundred and eighty dollars 1 have thrown away!” “Well, I suppose you’ll try it in spite of anything I can say, but I shall de cline to be held responsible for any trouble.” “Responsible! Trouble! How could I hpld you responsible? And what trouble can there be?” “Why, that time in Detroit you al most tore the house down because you cut your ear.” “Booh! I was probably joMng. Don’t rcihember a thing about it. I’d look pretty blaming you for what I did, wouldn't 1? After dinner I’ll take a little shave, and if you don’t say it’s a better one than any barber has ever given me I’ll put the razor up for good.” After dinner Mr. Bowser took a bowl of hot water and started upstairs, say ing to Mrs. Bowser as he went: “Better time me by the clock. I may be six or seven minutes this time, but I’ll be right on tick to-morrow night. ” He Went into the bedroom and locked the door. Then he took off his coat, vest, necktie and collar. He looked down at his shoes for a moment and then decided to take them off also. “Let s seel” he mused, as he opened the box and stood before the glass. “The first thing is to lather, of course. That’s as easy as rolling off a log. This is something like comfort, this is. Hanged if I don’t believe 1 shall want to shave twice a day!” Mr. Bowser decided to put on plenty of lather, He put it m his chip. cheeks, nose, forehead, ears, and throat, and more or less fell on the carpet. When he had lathered until both arms ached, and no more would stick to him, he picked up the razor and chuckled: “I just hold it with three fingers, this way, and lay it on my cheek this way, and move it gently 'down. A child three years old could do that. I’ll show Mrs. Bowser a trick or two be fore I'm through. Good woman, but she thinks she knows it all. Razor just slides—!” Mr. Bowser gave a jump and at the same instant he saw the lather stained with blood. , “ Don’t amount to anything—just the head of a pimple!” he whispered to him self. “Barber told me to keep my arm stiff, and I forgot. Can’t expect to get the hang of it in one minufc, you? know. A little more lather.” He lathered away until it began to drop off and then picked up the razor again. “The idea of my throwing away seven hundred and eighty dollars to the barbers!” he muttered ns he laid the flat of the razor on his cheek. “Well, better late than never. No par ticular hurry about this, however. Feller wants to give himself time to get the hang of it. Perhaps I’d better begin on my chin first Don’t suppose it makes any great difference whether 1 shave up or down, so long as I—!” “Mr. Bowser, what’s the matter?” called Mrs. Bowser, as kicked on the door. “Nothing!” he answered. “Then, whatare you jumping around so for? I thought you’d shake the chandeliers down!” “The blamed thing must have slipped on me!” he growled, as he returned to the glass to survey the cut. “Probably didn’t hold it exactly right. Ah! that’s more like the way the barber told me to hold it. Now, then, take it easy till you get the hang of it. Maybe ten minutes this time, but on the next oc casion I’ll—!” “Mr. Bowser, open this door!” called Mrs. Bowser from the hall. “W-what do you w-want?” ho gasped. “I want to know what all this swear ing and kicking over the chairs means! Didtftr-i tell you how you would come out!” “You go way! I’m all right! It was the man next door you heard!” ' He heard her go away after a bit, and bejvent back tfl.the glass to whis per: “I’ll be hanged if I haven't pretty near cut my old chin off! What in Texas ails the old thing, anyhow? I’ll get the hang of it if it cuts my head oft’! I didn’t have lather enough.” He lathered some more. Then he picked up the razor and carefully exam ined both sides and the edge and back. Then lie laid the flat of the blade on his chin and smiled sweetly and whis pered: “Probably a little nervous, being the first time. I’ll just get to it by degrees. That’s the way to do it! No barber ever slid a razor over my chin any richer than that The idea of Mrs. Bowser calling it ten dollars thrown HE PUT ON PLENTY OF LATHEK. right away. That’s the way with a woman. If they can save a cent here they will waste a dollar there. I’ll—!” Mrs. Bowser heard a yell and started for the stairs. She met Mr. Bowser half-way up. The lather was flying about and the blood streamed down on his shirt bosom, and his eyes were as big as onions. “Well, didn’t I say so?” she de manded. Her words brought Mr. Bowser to himself. He turned back, beckoned for her to follow, and as they entered the bedroom ho silently pointed. The razor lay on the floor, the bowl was broken in three pieces, and there was lather everywhere. “Well?” she queried, as she picked up three towels and placed two chairs on their legs again. “Woman!” he hoarsely whispered, “this is too much!” “Why, what have I done?” “Sure! Done! Look at me!” “Yes, but you tried to shave your self.” “But who dragged me into it?” “Mr. Bowser, you certainly can’i blame me. I told you before you—” “That’s enough! This is the limit! I understand it all, and can see just how you planned it! It is not your fault that I did not cut my throat, and that you are not now a widow! Mrs. Bowser, leave me to myself! I have some papers to look over before con sulting a lawyer to-morrow!” M quad, In N. V. World, BAY ST. LOUIS, MISS., SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 6, 1892. NOTES ON DRESS. Various Matter* of Interest to Followers of the Fashions. Many princess gowns have the seams defined and also covered by a narrow silk or gold galoon. All skirts are lined throughout with silk. A novel trimming for a black velvet capote is of narrow ribbon of several colors, as for instance a combination of maize, mauve and light green ribbon. The Psyche knot is on the decline. A favorite mode of arranging the hair is in a somewhat large oval knot, fre quently accompanied by curls. Often the front hair is parted and taken back in loose, classical waves. Many costumes, particularly those of simple make, are made without side forms in the back and have the skirt permanently sewed to the bodice, mak ing a one-piece gown as easy to put on and oif as a princess dress. Silver blue and other shades of French camel's hair for receptions, calls and other deml-dress use have the foot of the skirt trimmed with a narrow band of beaver fur, with a flat bias band of velvet above it overlaid with fine, straight rows of gold and silver braid. Moreen petticoats are largely sold in place of silk. The latter are now lined with flannel for winter wear. Moreen, as most people know, is a watered woolen fabric. It is dyed in various colors and should be lined with taffeta silk. Shirts of moreen sold ready-made are finished with a deep flounce trimmed with ribbon. Skirts, while remaining close-fitting about the hips, are quite full around the bottom, and all are long. The majority of corsages preserve the coat effect, either in actual cut or in the disposition of the trimming. Sleeves are much less prominent oh the shoulders and are still subsiding. Jackets are all much longer than those of last spring and winter. Tan-colored gloves are still favored for day and evening uses. It is unfor tunately not uncommon to see a taste ful toilet spoiled by a pair of soiled gloves. Even very grand dames have made themselves subject to criticism in this matter; but a soiled glove is coun tenanced by la mode if it is a suede, which may account for their continued popularity. Some very beautiful undressed kid gloves for evening wear have just been opeqed to view by a noted Broadway importer. colors are copied from jflpußrr' J roseheart, etc.—and piiToshadce of green of many kinds of foliage. All the tan shades,- from the softest doe tint to russet, pre in the list of fashion able gloves. Scores of beautiful ball toilets are finished with bands and grouped clus ters of ostrich feather trimmings, but there are fringed silk garnitures roset ted, curled and plaited to represent feathers, and very pretty results are thus achieved. Moreover, this silk edging is inexpensive and it serves to border many of the still popular Medici collars, which without some soft edg ing or lining are apt to prove too stiff and severe to bo becoming to manv faces. In the matter of boots for walking the purists have it all their own way. A few fancy tan and other colored cloth-topped shoes appear en suite with combination costumes, but nothing could be plainer or more absolutely free from ornament of any kind than the leading accepted shoe of the pres ent. The frivolous white stitching and irrelevant fancy buttons have disap peared completely, and those who in sist on glitter of some description adopt the half patent leather; but the major ity, who study the becoming, choose a soft kid of the plainest make, with a graceful “half-high” heel and a protec tive sole.—Chicago Post. HOW TO MAKE DRESSES. Now Coat Bodices and Neat Dress Trim mings. Among the French bodices is one es specially for slender forms, having the fronts gathered at the arm-size, and then in the center, lower down, to give the appearance of a separate drapery. In remodeling old gowns this effect could be given with a contrasting material, which might appear again on the sleeves. Diagonal fronts are still worn, and a rolling collar, ending in short ro vers, appears on many French gowns, with the high collar of the dress fabric. Some bodices show only the second darts, with the fullness for the first laid in tiny plaits; then diagonal rows of gimp from the side seams imitate a corselet, and hold the plaits in position. Avery dressy coat for house wear is cut to show a deep yoke in a point on either side, and slender vest of con trasting material bordered with nar row gimp Frills of silk, on silk-trim med gowns, trim the lower edge of the painted bodice shirt front and edge of the low neck, with sleeves and yoke to cor respond. A few of the new coat bodices have the center front cut off at the waist-line and a belt added. Coat ef fects at the sides and back are worn with pointed or round vests and short jacket fronts. Short and long revera appear on the new coats, all of which are shorter than they were in the sum mer. The round coats, cut in deep leaf points, are becoming to stout figures, as are the fevers commencing as a mere point and widening toward the shoul de.rs.—Ladies’ Home Journal. —There is talk of forming a yacht club in Canada of New Yorkers. There should be no difficulty in doing so. There are plenty of “skippers” up there.—Yonkers Statesman, “FEARLESS IN AXjlj THINGS.” USEFUL AND SUGGESTIVE. —Of cooked fruits, baked or roasted are first on the list; then stewed, then boiled. All fruits are better for having the skins taken off previous to eating. —Fruit Cake.—Four eggs, two cup fuls of sugar, one and one-half cupfuls of butter, one cupful each of molasses and milk, five cupfuls of flour, two tea spoonfuls each of cloves and cinnamon, one nutmeg, one pound each of raisins and currants, a piece of citron, two tea spoonfuls of brandy, soda.—Good Housekeeping. —lf you happen to have among the family silver an old-fashioned caster, don’t frown at it uncompromisingly and wonder if it “can’t be melted up into something useful.” Take it down from its out-of-the-way nook and unscrew the long handle which holds the cruet frame. This will leave, when taken out, as handsome a table jardiniere for ferns and flowers as your soul can de sire, with the trifling addition of a tin basin, which any tinsmith will fit in side.—N. Y. Times. —A new idea in parlor lighting for those who have many pictures, but not tfaefe|pctra room to devote to a picture gallery, is a combination of' the chan delier and the reflector. Above all the glass globes surrounding the lights is a circular brass tube with small gas jets. Over,, this is bung a circular disk of brass, which reflects the light down ward. This contrivance would be very suitable for a society that occasionally wanted to have a picture exhibition as a pleasure for its members. —Ginger Crackers.—One pint of New Orleans molasses, half a pound of lard, piece of butter the size of an egg, half a cupful-jjf brown sugar, one table spoonful each of ground ginger, cinna mon and allspice, one teaspoonful of cloves, one teaspoonful of soda, flour enough to roll out Put the molasses in a bowl, add the soda, stir it well, add the spices and sugar, the melted butter and lard, and lastly stir in the flour. Roll out very, very thin, and cut with a round ctttter. Bake in a quick oven.—Farm and Fireside. —Bread'Sauce. —This is an old En glish sauce and you can make it as mean and insfyed a thing as there is to be found, or you can make it a delight Ad the eye and the palate. Presuming ibat you want the latter, you will sim mer a pint OTjnffk with a minced white pinion Until xHe latter is tender; stir in ■make It faH/ whil and red pepper, and do Aot leave it flat for fear of over add a teaspoonful of butter. At the sank*, time have some butter hissing hot in a pan and fry a half pint of crumbs to a delicate brown. Pass a spoonful oi these with some of the white sauce tc each guest—American Agriculturist —Clam Chowder.—For ten people, al low one hundred soft-shell clams, two dozen small potatoes, four onions, one half-pound salt pork, a cupful of milk, about four tablespoonfuls of flour, salt and pepper. Separate the soft part of the clam from the hard and chop the latter very fine; chop line the pork and onions, peel the potatoes and cut them into slices, mix the flour and milk for thickening. Put a soup-kettle over a good fire, and when it is hot put in the chopped pork; put the onions on top and cover the pot, and let them cook together for a while: put in the pota toes, and then nearly fill the pot with hot water; when the potatoes are al most done, add the clams—the soft parts and the chopped ones; season; cook for a few moments; then add the thickening. If the chowder seemsvery thick, do not use all the flour and milk; if not thick enough, use more. Be sure and put in enough salt to make it tasty. —Household Monthly. VINEGAR EELS. From a Lecture by Dr. J. H. Kellogg, ol Battle Creek, Mich. Those interesting little creatures known as “vinegar eels” are always found in good vinegar, that is, in vine gar non-chemically prepared. They are popularly supposed to make vinegar “sharp,” but this is not true. A drop of vinegar under a microscope gives one an idea of the multitude of these little wrigglers which flourish in a table cruet. Like the western mining claim of which we read, very literally “there’s millions in it” It is under stood by those who have studied into the matter, that these little worms, which are closely allied to a great num ber of other species found outside the body, are productive of mischief. Vin egar is very unhealthful stuff. It has been found that these vinegar eels are not always destroyed in the stomach. The acid of the gastric juice will kill most parasites and germs, but vinegar eels are accustomed to acidity and they sometimes run the gauntlet of the stomach and get into the small intes tines, where they can live without diffi culty. They are also found in the lower part of the alimentary canal, and are the heretofore undiscovered source of intestinal irritation. These parasites are present in vinegar under conditions under which decomposition is going on. If vinegar is to be taken into the body, it should first be boiled, that the eels may be killed; and if it is to be applied externally, it should be boiled, also, else these parasitic eels will dry up and be ready to be transferred to the in terior of the body if they get a chance. That* are very tenacious of life. The ?!(■ of sour paste are closely allied to vinegar eels. If sour paste is allowed to dry up until it is very dry, and then a little of it be mixed in with some fresh paste, in a short time the fresh paste will be swarming with these par asides,—l,eportet} by Helen U Mafttung. THE , DODGE DIDN’T WORK. “Kind leddy, will you please give me a few cents to help me get home to my dying mother? I’d like her to see mo before she dies.” “Not much. You don’t suppose I would do anything to prevent a woman from dying a peaceful death?”—Life. How Bllfkln* Did It. Mr. Blifkins (to Miss Dorothy, with whom he is deeply smitten and cannot find a way to propose)—l hate these weddings with so much fuss and feath ers, so many guests and flowers and music and all that. When I’m married there’ll be no one present but myself, the bride and the minister. Miss Dorothy—Oh, I’m so sorryl I was hoping to get an invitation to your wedding. Such an old friend as I should not be left out. Mr. Blifkins—When I’m married you will be there.—Judge. The Old Man's Hobby, Adorer (anxious to please the old gentleman)—Has your father any hobby? Sweet Girl—YeS, he has, and it’s such a funny one. It’s dogs. Adorer (delighted)—J am somewhat of a dog fancier myself. Which is his favorite breed? Sweet Girl—dt changes constantly. Every time I’jfa a year older ho get a bigger dog.—Good News. Still Going. One day a lie broke out of its inclos nre and started to travel. And the man who the prem ises saw it after it had started and was sorry he hpd not made the inclosure lie tight. Bo he called his swiftest truth and said: “A lie has got loose and will do much mischief if it is not stopped. I want vou to go after it and bring it back or kill it!” So the swift truth started out after the lie. But the lie had one hour the start. At the end of the first day the lie was going licksty-split. The truth was a long way behind it and was getting tired. It has not yet caught up. And never will. —Chicago Tribune. The Objection Not Sustained. “I will insert the item with pleas #re," said the city editor, “as the gen tleman it refers to is a nephew of yours, but I think I would change it a little. You say: ‘The public will be in terested in knowing that Mr. Orville Ardup is about to embark in the lecture field.’ The expression is not strictly accurate. The figure is a faulty one. Persons embark in vessels or some thing of that kind, you know. They don’t embark in a field.” “The figure is all right,” said the old subscriber, after reflecting a moment “I expect to float him.”—Chicago Trib une. Worn Out. “You seem worn out, dear.” “I am.” “I am sorry. I tvas going to propose a visit to the theater to-night." “Oh, well, of course—if you’ve got the tickets—” “Oh, no, I haven’t.” “Well, you want to hurry up and get them. Dear mel It’s too bad the way you put off things.”—Harper’s Bazar. —— ■ . The Amateur Actress. Time was she dreaded envy’s sting, But now she’s growing wiser, And never does a single thing That will not advertise her. The Pie Should Have Reen Enough. “I see that a young wife has been arrested in Woburn for putting paris green into a pio which she had made for her husband.” “Yes, I noticed it. It was very fool ish of a young wife to use paris green if she wanted to get rid of her hus band.” “Why?" “The pie itself ought to have been suf ficient.”—Cape Cod Item. A Prompt Prayer. De Binlcs —One good thing about Minks. Although he’s a great borrower, he always pays promptly. He was in only a few moments ago and paid me the ten dollars he ow6d me. De Winks—Humphl He was into my place about an hour ago and borrowed twenty dollars of me.—N. Y. Weekly. A Case of Real Distress. Smith—Your wife don’t seem to be in very good humor to-day. Jones—She has had some very bad luck this morning, poor thing. She went out shopping to buy some ribbon, and she found just what she wanted In the first gtor§ she yy?at liftings. ‘ TERMS: SI.OO Per Annum in Advance. He Wanted It Lively. He was an old bachelor looking for board. “Is it pretty lively here?" ho asked, as the landlady was showing him about. “I should just say it was. Now, if you take this room, there's a man and his wife on the right. They’re always quarreling, and you can hear every word that is said.” “That must be interesting.” “And on the left there’s a young man that is learning to play the cornet. lie practices half the time. And the fam ily across the hall have a melodeon. 1 have a piano myself and a girl upstairs is learning the violin. I think you will find it lively here.” But he said if there wasn’t a xylo phone and a calliope in the house ho wouldn’t take the room. He was afraid he would be lonesome.—Detroit Frco Press. He Showed Her. They.had been sitting in silence for some time; the clock was slowly drag ging its hands to the points that would mark 11. She had yawned, fidgeted, and so forth, several times, but ho did not seem to catch on, as the seminary girls have it. At length she said: “Do you know any slang phrases, George?” ‘BVell, yes, I believe so," ho said, gather surprised at the question. “What is means by ‘getting a move on you ’?” George looked at her fixedly for a moment. Then ho said he would give her an imitation of the slang, and she was alone. —N. Y. Press. Not That Kind of a Hoy. A Sunday-school teacher while ex plaining a chapter in Genesis to a class of boys asked: “Why did Ham laugh at his father, Noah?” “Because Noah was drunk.” “You would not laugh at your father if he were to come home drunk, would you?” “I never get much of a chance. Ho comes home so late that I’m always asleep."—Texas Siftings. Worth Thinking Over. Young Mr. Garter—ls your sister in, Harry? Little Harry Clasp—Yes. But she isn’t going to receive any gentleman after this, unless he comes in a dress suit. “Why? What brought her to that decision?’* “I guess she must have found out that you didn’t have one. ” —Clothier and Fur nisher. “THE CREEX-EYED MONSTER." —-Life. Satisfaction. He sat in tbo club at midnight, With a sense of sad unrest, He was dry—he pressed the button, And the waiter did the rest.3 —Puck. Quite Another Canse. Sympathetic Passenger That's a queer mark on your right thumb, por ter. I guess the blacking brush handle caused it. The Porter (patronizingly)—No, sah. Data not made by de handle ob de brush. It am caused by de friction ob de new shears I got fer clippin’ my coupons. Laws, raistah! yer look 'zif ye was goin' to faint. Ilab a glass ob ice wattah?—Pittsburgh Bulletin. Cpt and Downs. He—They had a lover’s quarrel, part ed, and she married her father's coach man for spite. She —What became of her lover? He—Ohi he married her sister and hired the coachman.—Life. l ikely to Die. Ribbon Clark—When you are at liber ty I wish you would come down to the office and witness my will. Hamburg Clark —Do you expect to die soon? Ribbon Clark—Life is uncertain at the best, besides, the floor walker s best girl was in a few minutes ago, and I told her he had gone out with a wheel barrow to deliver some goods.—N. Y. Herald. Willing to Modify. Stranger—Herel Herel Hi! Halloo Call off your dogsl Farmer—We don’t want any lightning rods or mowing— Stranger—Wool Ouchl I’m not a peddler! I’m a candidate! Farmer—Oh! Well, bein' as you’r* only acandidate, I’ll call off all the dogi but three.—N. Y. Weekly. A Familiar Sound. A lady in Paris was out of patience and spirits at hearing nothing but French day after day. One morning she heard the cock crowing, and ex claimed: “Thank heaven, there's soma body who speaks English"- London Tit-Bit* NO; 4.