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The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, November 16, 1912, Image 3

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Woman and the Household
Suit of Khaki Broadcloth
The huudsome fall model shown here la of khaki broadcloth, the coat and
skirt being embellished with motifs In black silk braid and with pipings of
black satin. The skirt is made comfortably full by means of a plaited aide
flounce The coat, of medium length, has a single revere faced with black satin,
which fabric also faces the dlrectoire collar and forms the tie that passes un
der the latter.
A REALLY COZY GUEST ROOM.
Giv* Thi* Important Chamber a Par
tonal Tait Bsfors Company Arrivee.
I.lve in your guest room for a week
yourself. Then you will know whether
your visitors will Hud farewells of go
ing happier thau greetings of arrival,
it Is the advice of a woman who has
visited much and lieen visited endless
ly. The very sight of flowered cre
tonnes and “good night” sets stirs with
iu her unholy memories of dainty llt
tlngs applied to uncomfortable furnish
ing. Better, she says, a good bed, a
closet for your clothes, roomy bureau
drawers, a mirror iu a good light and
plenty of l>eddlng than all the pretty
dn>« <ing table Inventions in the shops.
Without the fundamental necessities.
Including a table firm on its legs for
writing letters home, the prettiest guest
chamber is a grim failure
HOMEMADE TOILET WATER.
Take sis ounces of deodorized
alcohol and two ounces of pow
dered Florentine orris root. Put
the [louder in a china basin and
pour the liquid on gradually un
til the whole 1h well mixed. Add
sis drops of esseutlal oil of vio
lets uud pour the whole into a
bottle and cork It. This should
be kept three weeks before using.
Canterpiac* Embroidsry.
To set tlie delicate colors of em
broidery tbut bus been worked on
centerpieces, dollies or handkerchiefs
and waists before washing soak them
for ten minutes in a pall of cold
water into which a tablespoonful of
turpentine lias been stirred.
A High State of Affairs
l* » > ■ . — f " / I
gg hev: Somebody's f
ig Tippino The path! ^
WHErtE AKE FOOD FH.cEi TA*‘NG^asw lrllmne. 1
FEATHERS OF FRINGE.
Th*y Cost Lm Than Willow Plumoo
and Aro Fashionable.
The woman whose purse is silw and
whose desires are great will welcome
the fact that feathers made of fringe
are fashionable.
A few years ago women were satis
fied to Itedeek themselves In curly os
trich feathers that measured twelve or
fourteen Inches, sometimes less, and
were quite Imppy with them, but uow
long "willow" plumes measure from
eighteen to thirty-six Inches and cost
many times the amount of the small
natural feather.
These long, costly plumes being out
of reach of many, a beautiful substi
tute has come to us from I'arls, mid
these are quite easy to make at home,
if you can wield a needle.
For an eighteen Inch plume you will
require one yard and a hnlf of wide
fringe, six or eight inches deep, a piece
of round silk covered milliner's wire
eighteen inches long, heavy and strong,
and half a yard of inch wide satin
ribbon the color of the fringe.
First of all, cover the wire with the
ribbon, sewing It very securely and
keeping the seam straight. Now to the
ribbon covered wire three rows of
fringe are sewed, covering the seam In
the ribbon and leaving a narrow strip
of ribbon to show, that will correspond
to the rib on the nnturnl feather.
Having the fringe attached to the
wire, one end—the top of the feather
must be bent over in a curve to re
semble the natural curve In the real
feathers; then, with a heated curling
Iron, the ends of the fringe are curled
Inward just a llttb way and then
shaken out until they are fluffy and
as near like the real feather as it Is
possible to make them appear.
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| GOOD THINGS TO KNOW, j:
•H-l"l-l-l-l-l"l-l-i-l-l"l-l-l"l"l~:-l-l-!-H"l-i
A mustard plaster made with the
white of an egg will not blister, while
the result will be ns good.
A teaspoonful of sugar added to a
can of peas, corn or string beans will
greatly Improve the flavor of these
vegetables.
Sweet oil will remove water marks
from Japanned trays. Rub the oil In
well, then polish with dry flour and
a soft cloth.
Dingy towels may frequently be re
stored to normal whiteness by putting
in kettle of cold water, adding white
soap shavings and lemon Juice and let
ting come slowly to a boll. Rinse In
tepid water, then blue water, and hang
In the sun.
Supplanting Panniers.
The new draperies suggest the classic
type and are greatly varied. There is
very often a machine plaited founda
tion skirt, above which the draperies
are wrapped about the figure.
MEMORY OF SAVAGES.
Well Developed In the Zulus, Who Can
not Resort to Writing.
The memory in savage or unculti
vated peoples is often trained to a de
gree very surprising to those civilized
men and women who have grown used
to de|>endlng on the written much more,
than on the remembered word. The
transmission of whole epics, like the
‘'Iliad," by word of mouth no longer
'-eenis so incredible when you read of
the feats of memory of which present
day Zulus are capable.
These people have no writing and nre
accustomed to transmit messages and
record events by memory alone. This
they can do because their mental im
pressions are made especially distinct
by reason of their acquired or inherited
habit of giving undivided attention to
the subject in hand.
Communications between the British
authorities and the Zulu kings were al
most invariably conducted by means of
verbal messages carried by natives. A
certain ultimatum addressed by the
British to Cetawayo waa conveyed to
him—not upon paper, but in the brain
j cells of the messengers whom he had
sent eighty miles to receive it from the
British commissioners.
Although the document contained
some 4.000 words and was accompanied
by much comment on the state of
things It was desired to remedy, the
whole was reported to Cetywayo with
l>erfect accuracy.—Mr. Gibson in "The
Story of the Zulus."
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;; WONDERFUL SUNSHINE. ”
f - < >
' ’ Wonderful sunshine, how are you? *’
J | Filling the days with the derrlng do J,
,, Of life and action and hope and <.
.. trust , < >
•» That never a heart In the world ' ’
; | may rust 11
’ ‘ From old corrosions of damp and '*
.. chill- ,,
< > Wonderful sunshine, vale and hill < >
• > Decked with thy glory of grace and * ’
;; light. ;;
,, Standing foretold of thy strength ..
.. and. might! ,>
< • —Baltimore Sun. > *
♦ ♦
Don’t Look For Flaws.
Don't look for flaws as you go through
life.
And even when you And them
It Is wise and kind to be somewhat blind
And look for the virtue behind them.
For the cloudiest night has a hint of the
light
Somewhere in the shadows hiding.
It Is better far to hunt for a star
Than the spots on the sun abiding.
The world will never adjust Itself
To suit your whim to the letter.
Some things must go wrong your whole
life long.
And the sooner you know It the better.
It Is folly to fight with the Infinite
And go under at last In the wrestle.
The wiser man shapes Into God's plan
As the water shapes Into the vessel.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
The climate of South Africa is re
markably even and sunny.
Of Interest to the Children
RESTORING THE CUT THREAD.
You Protond to Burn the Pitces to
Mako It Wholo.
Uet a couple of pieces of thread
about the same length. Itoll one ple-e
up and put It between the thumb and
first finger low down so that It does
not show. This should lie done while
out of the room.. Walk In with the
other piece In your hand and ask some
body to cut It Into eight pieces.
When he has done this burn the ends
to show that it Is in pieces. Then roll
It up again and start talking to the peo
ple so as to take their attention away
from what you are doing. Drop the
cut piece and bring out the piece that
was secreted between your thumb and
finger. Pull it out full length, and
they will l*e astonished to see what
they think Is In pieces all in one.
A COMMON ERROR.
One That li Frequently Made For
Which There Is No Excuse.
An error which is frequently made
and for which there should be no ex
cuse save that of ignorance is often
said to be the result of hurried compo
sition. but you will admit that that is
less than no excuse at all It is the
use of the objective case instead of
tlie possessive before a gerund or
verbal noun ending iu ing.
As an illustration, take this phrase,
that was inadvertently published iu a
newspaper: "To prevent them making
a rush." Of course this error may
be corrected In one of two ways—"To
prevent their making a rush.” or "To
prevent them from making a rush."
If you will think only a moment the
reason will lie obvious.
Tl-ouohts on Childhood.
The less cake and ouch tilings the
less a lie and such things.
A girl Isn't really a girl unless she
likes to put on long skirts and play
lady.
Better two black eyes that mothet
will surely see than one baekd nvu
Hint father may hear about. Womans
Home Companion.
Conundrumr.
Why should it le Letter to lie burned
than to l>? guillotined? Because a hot
steak is lietter than a cold chop.
What heavenly beings do cross chil
dren resemble? The cherubim and
seraphim, who "continually do cry."
What Is a cure when you split your
sides with laughter? liuu until you get
u stitch in them.
The Chinese Dragon
Photo by American Press Association.
This is a huge dragon forty feet In length. It is made from papier maehe.
A figure like this is often used by the Chinese in their celebrations, mainly iu
their own country, but also outside it. The size of the awful looking creature
may l>e judged by the man standing alongside of it in the picture.
A GOOD BALANCING TRICK.
Spinning a China Plata on ths Point j
of a Neadle.
Everylmdy has seen the jugglers In a !
! clmas spinning plates and even dishes
' on a pointed stick. For the most part
lbe plates tlie.v use are made of wood
or metal, and their equilibrium is due
to centrifugal force, which will fail Just
1 as soon as the rotation is too weak to
overcome the forte (,f gravity.
I Jut here is a way to balance a ckiua
plute on the point of a needle and even
to cause it steadily to splu ujiois this
delicate support.
Cut a couple of corks down the mid
die through the long axes, and In the
extremity of the four halves tints ob
, tained insert as many forks, inclined
! to the smooth sides of the corks you
have Just cut at a little less titan a
right angle. Place ttese four corks
round the rim of the plate at equal 1
! distances from one another and see !
, that the teeth of the forks are In con- •
’ tact with the rim to prevent their
. swaying like so many pendulums.
I The little system we have now eon
‘ structed is capable of being balamed.
even lirml.v. so to speak, upon the point
ol' u needle, whose eye end is burled
iu the cork of an upright bottle. With
a little f are to prevent the plate s!i|»
plng. you may even cause it safely to
rotate at a fair rate of speed, which,
when owe set in motion, will continue
for a long white, bec ause the frictlou
at the lKiiut of contact is almost uoth
iug. "Magical Experiments.”
The Stono Tree.
There is a tree w hich grows iu Mexl
co called the "chljol," or stone tree.
It is of enormous proportions, both iu
eiremuference and height it has a
number of branches spreading out
widely and carrying leaves of a yel
lowish green color. The wood is ex
tremely line amt easily worked iu tt
green state. It is not given to either
warping or splitting. The wonderful
part about it is that after being cut
the wood gets gradually harder, and
in the course of a few years it is ab
solutely petrified, whether left in the
open air or hurled iu the ground. From
this timtier houses can he built that
would iu a few years ho otue complete
ly fireproof and would lust as though
built of stone.
The lVeek’s Illustrated Story
The Little Matchmaker
By JOSEPHINE PENDLETON
“Tk TUItSE," piped the small boy
f% I in cot 3, “the doctor's dead
I ^ stuck on you.”
“Hush!*’ said the nurse,
and bent over him and tucked him up.
Her cheeks were very red as she
went out of the ward, and when she
was alone In the diet kitchen she said
under her breath, “the idea!"
That afternoon she carried a wee
bunch of violets to the small l»oy and
pinned them on his tittle white night
shirt. “I picked them in the yard," she
told him. "Spring is coming, and 1
saw a robin on the Inwn.”
The small boy eyed her adoringly,
and when the doctor came he whis
pered, “The nurse gave 'em to mo-the
pretty one with the blue eyes.”
“Nurse Isabelle?” asked the big, fair
haired doctor.
“Yep.” said the small boy, “the one
you’re stuck on.”
The doctor stared at him through his
thick eyeglasses. “The idea!” he said.
Then with the red coming into his
face. “Don't talk, Jimmie; it’s bad for
you.”
nut wnun ne nau tenaeu tne poor lit
tle throat and the boy lay weak and
pale on his pillow the doctor whisper
ed, “May I have a violet, Jimmie?”
And the small boy nodded, and the
doctor laid the little blue flower care
fully In his pocketbook between the
prescriptions and the unpaid bills.
Unpaid bills were the reason that. In
spite of his thirty-five years, the doctor
liad not indulged in romance. Notwith
standing his success In his profession,
the expenses of city living and a mort
gage on hir mother's farm kept him In
a state of chronic Insolvency, with a
consequent constant shabbiness.
At the door Nurse Isabelle helped
him on with his rusty overcoat.
“There's a button o(T,” she told him.
“I’ll sew It on If you will wait."
ADd as she took deft stitches the
doctor looked dowu at her white cap
ped head. From lieneath the cap little
blond locks curled against her round
throat.
“Jimmie’s right.” he said aloud, and
when Nurse Isabelle said “What?" 41
a startled way he stammered: “Oh,
nothing. Let me know how the boy
Is.” and went away.
That night he took an account of
ways and means and found that It
wouldn’t do. There was a big balance
yet to be paid on the mortgage, and
iie must still travel the path of loneli
ness.
“Oh, I say,” Jimmie Informed him a
week later, “you ain’t doin' It right."
“Why not?” the doctor asked.
“Aw, you ought to bring her a rose
or some violets,” Jimmie told him.
“She likes ’em."
“I haven't time for foolishness,” the
doctor stated briefly, and Nurse Isa
belle. coming up. heard hitn.
With her head held high she heljied
him examine Jimmie, and after the
doctor had gone the small hoy said
shyly:
“Well, anyhow, I'm dead stuck on
you, nurse, dear." She kissed him with
her cheeks blazing.
That night she telephoned to the doc
tor, “Jimmie is worse."
When he came the small hoy was
fighting for breath. “Tell—me about—
the robin,” he begged feebly, and Nurse
Isabelle bent over him and sang softly.
The robin is dressed In his feathers and
down.
With warm, red breast and hla wing* of
brown,
and then she stood back that the doc
tor might see him.
She knew that, things were very
wrong. The doctor gave orders quick
ly, aud she followed them, and for
hours they fought with death.
At midnight they thought that the
tnd had come. Jimmie lay very still
Isabella Bending Over Him Began to
Cry.
with his little face gray in the shaded
light.
Isabelle, bending over him, began to
cry. silently at Urst, then hysterically.
“Oh, why can’t you save him?” she
gasped. “Why can’t you save him?’’
“Hush:" the doctor warned. "Hush:’"
Hut she was worn out, and the sobs
came faster and faster us with shaking
hands she tried to hold Jimmie up.
The doctor took the boy from her.
“Go and get me hot water.” he or
dered; “plenty of it. I’m ashamed of
you."
When she came back, be bad his co.u
off iind his sleeves were rolled up.
“It’s the last chance,” he said, and she
helped him lift Jimmie into the hath.
The tears ran down her cheeks and
dripped Into the tub. Once she looked
at the doctor. ”1 am so ashamed of
myself,” she whispered. "But—1 have
not many people to love me.” And she
sobbed under her breath.
The doctor’s hair was wet, his face
was red. and his shirt was opeu at the
neck, showing the cords of his strong
nock. He lifted the little steaming
body In Ills arms and held the boy
while Nurse Isabelle enveloped him In
a heated blanket.
Jimmie opetied his eyes as they laid
him on his ‘little cot. "Tell me about
the robin.” he murmured dreamily and
went to sleep, holding tight to Nurse
Isa ladle's linger.
The doctor, warm and rumpled, look
ed at the two.
“You haven’t any business nursing.”
he said to Isabelle.
Her startled eyes met his. "I was
afraid you would say that,” she qua
vered. "I was such a—fool.”
“You are not a fool,” the doctor
biased, "but some women aren't any
more fitted to be nurses than I am to
be the angel Gabriel."
*autac tsuuviic n uui oiuv v* *»*■»
unfitness for the snored office ns he
stood there in his strength and dignity,
with his halo of fair hair.
"If I had anything to offer you,” he
remarked abruptly. "I’d marry you.”
"Oh!” Nurse Isal*ella tried to rise,
hut Jimmie’s thin fingers held her.
"Please, don’t,” she begged.
"Don’t disturb my patient,” was the
doctor's |>eremptory command. lie ran
ids fingers through his hair. "If I
wasn’t so dead poor.” he ruminated.
"A woman who breaks do.vu at such
an imjiortant moment isn’t fit to be In
a hospital,” he continued. “She ought
to lie In a home where the tenderness
would not l*e wasted."
He came around to Nurse Isabelle's
side. It was very still in the big room.
The screen around Jimmie's bed hid
them from such wakeful patients us
might be iti ward 7.
“In my home it would not lie wast
ed.” he said softly.
Jimmie stirred slightly. Nurse Isa
I Indie rose and bent over him. When
1 she straightened up si".* was within the
cir le of the doctor's arm.
"Oh!” she gasped, all pink and white
! and beautiful
"You're sin h a little thing to take
ea"e of your-e'.f.” the doctor whisper
ed. "And I’ll make ends meet.”
As she raised a radiant face Jimmie
■ opined Ns eyes and took in the satis
I Tying situation.
"I to'd you he was dead stuck ou
t you," he chuckled w eakly.

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