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EVEIINGIBBcAPITAL
AX INDEPENDENT FAMILY JOURNAL -DEVOTED TO THE BEST INTEREST OF THE STATE, CITY AND COUNTY.
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VOL I. NO. 7. ANNAPOLIS, MD., MONDAY EVENING. MAY 19, 1884. PRICE ONE CENT.
# DIGNITY OR LOWLY WORK.
“Ik not thin the carpenter, the son of
Mary '"—St. Mark.
A lesson, Lori, those eighteen year* to me;
Not el.-*)where I could so divinely learn
That humble tasks are best, howe'er I yearn
For higher spheres where I may work more
free.
Blest wi r.- those patient toiling years to
Thee, •
Th* ir secret kept within Thy lonely heart.
* While Thou at trainxl by daily skill of
art 9
T© build n*w v&M for human destiny.
Tby Future was the Now. 'Twas from its
height
Thine eye *eml meanings in the passing day.
If cross of Death cast shadows on Thy way.
What sun was that so darkened in his light!
Oh, Namrene, out of these toils there came
That which wo prize most Hear—a Brother's
name.
—lhr. A. A. Lipscomb , in Harper.
IN SPITE OF HIMSELF.
Neither tall nor short, neifher dark nor
fair, with hair between blonde arid
brown, and eyes that left a doubt as to
whether they were gray or hazel. She
was just such a little bundle of uncer
tainties and contradictions as led the
imagination captive at the first glance,
and olTered a constant lure to anticipa
tion.
Whether rile spoke or remained silent,
wheiher she walked or sat, expectation
hung breathless upon her next word, her
„ next pose. Her eyes, varying as seemed
their hue, shone, none the less, with a
candid ray that seemed the very light of
truth, and her fresh mouth, with its
milky teeth showing between the not
too-smiling lips, irresistibly suggested
the sweetest uses to which lips can be
put.
The heavily moving steamer had
plowed through half the great Atlantic
rollers, and the few passengers had all
grown heartily tired of each other, when
she suddenly appeared for the first time
upon deck quite alone, yet calm acdself
as the small birds that some
times poised themselves upon spar or
bulwark to gather breath for fresh flight.
It was Julius Hilder who had first dis
covered her, leaning against the compan
ionway railing, with the air of having
just come up or down, lie could hardly
determine which, looking absently at
the tumbl ng waves.
Julius and his friend, Austin Drake,
were Breeders from a gay party who had
made the tour of Southern Europe to
gether. It was Julius who had insti
gated his companion to desert the others
and take the German steamer for Nev/
direct, which then touched at
nfcvrc, instead of crossing by a Cunarder;
and it had all grown out of the obstiuate
determination on the part of his sister to
attach her party to that of Mrs. Bmollett.
Mrs. Smollett was his choicest aversion,
a pretentious, intriguing w oman, in whom
the match-making instinct had been so
developed by the effort to establish her
ow n five daughters that it could not rest
i satisfied with the accomplishment of that
k gigantic task. She seemed to have an
I cud less supply of nieces, adopted daugh
ters, or proteges of some sort, whom she
dangled ostentatiously before the eyes of
all eligible bachelors. She had improved
1 chance meeting with Julius to announce
| to him a now acquisition, a lovely young
i creature, whom she was taking home
I with her from a Swiss Pension.
“Mr. Smollett's own niece, Mr. Ililder,
ami .quite like n> * Fanny at her age.
You remember Jjj #iiy? She was your
first love, I believe,” she had said, with
her ogling dowSger smile, and Julius
, had felt himself seized at once with an
\ insurmountable aversiou to the fair young
JLiece of Mr. Smollett.
In the first heat u£* his indignation
gainst his sister he had conceived this
notable scheme of crossing by the Havre
iteamer, and*though it had not m its
ievelopment proved to be eminently
I amusing, he had never omitted to con
gratulate himself aud his companion,
night and morning, upon the good sense
* they had displayed in adopting it.
44 No chattering girls or designing
dowagers,” he would say as he yawned
over his book or the dull game with
K which they strove to believe they were
1 amusing themselves, “gives a man time
S kta pull himself together and take account
| IstocK, as it were.” Still, when on one of
I }°ZL aimless pilgrimages below* which
kT 4 luel dl the only break iu the monotony
A occupation, he hud nearly run
A yourp pretty young creature leaning
I Mid railings, a thrill of urnlcni-
had coqrsed along his
■find he had felt himself blushing
Hfaued surprise.
tin- *cn-tan had rendered
J| Nil imiiMine;. but over the light
V into his gray eves, the sea-tan
/•y er - l( or y.-tov, rthe tongue
Ijflpmttered as he tried to convey his
HH’s for nearly upsetting her,’and
servi. e i.i eondm ; ing h* r
111 m F,
m 5S d-d ’ &nsw^d
|JSI ’ ‘ u n ?, l e M ‘ BiW
■IB ! 1 • i.M
you coming, and lam not surq that I :
want a seat.”
There was no more to be said, and her
maid appearing at that moment with a j
bundle of parti-colored wraps, Julius 1
could only lift his hat again and carry
out his purpose of going below. As he
had no reason for going except that he
was tired of staying on deck, and as the j
deck had now acquired a paramount at
-1 traction, he was soon back again.
In the meantime the young lady had I
made up her mind about the seat, and
had found one for herself close against
the ship's side, on the weather quarter.
It was not a pleasant location, but as she :
had chosen it, and had wrapped a large
shawl about her in an exclusive sort of
way, he saw* no plausible ground for in- !
terfering.
Nothing could have been more discreet j
> and retiring than Miss Elton’s behavior, j
but the jrerseverance of a man who finds I
himself bored by too much of his own
and his alter ego’s society, is an incal
culable force against which no woman
can successfully entrench herself, and so
it was not long before Drske found him
self eliminated as a superfluous factor,
from the sum of his friend’s enjoyment,
whenever Miss Elton appeared above
deck. His success, however, was more
apparent than real, for although he knew*
her name, and was allowed to carry her
book and her shawl, and arranged her
chair in the most comfortable position
with reference to the w*ind or the sun, he
had really made no great progress in her
confidence. Who she w*as, or why she
had chosen to make the voyage in this
unconventional and eccentric way, re
mained as great a mystery as it had been
on the memorable first day. It was the
close of the tenth day, dating from that
lof his discovery, and Julius sat beside
J her in that intimate fashion bred of the
isolation of the sea.
He had been reading to her, but the j
story was finished, and a silence had en- j
sued, she appeared to be w*rapped in
thought, and he watching her face with
half-veiled glances.
“Three more days and we shall be at
home,” she said, rousing herself.
“You count the days,” he said. “Are
j you eager to be there?”
“No; neither eager nor reluctant. The
voyage has been pleasant, but it will be
nice to be on shore again, too.”
“What, or rather who is going to make
it nice? Anybody in particular!”
Bhe put the question aside with a little
wave of her hand.
“You arc curious,” she said, mischiev
ously.
Julius bit his lip. He was curious, and
j this was not the first time she had foiled
I him.
“You wantjnuch to know just who and
what I am,” she went on. “You have j
made a dozen attempts to find out. Tell
me why. What difference would it make !
to you? If I were to tell you that lam a
1 niece of the governor of Kentucky; mind,
I dqn't say that I am,” she cautioned, as
Julius made a gesture of surprise. “I
say if I were to tell you so, and add that !
I urn mistress of an independent fortune,
w’ould that enhance my value in your
eyes?”
Julius drummed upen the arm of his
chair, and looked at her in silence.
“ Suppose, on the contrary,” she went
on, impetuously, and with a certain
warmth of tone that seemed to spring j
from injured pride, “I were to tell you I
that I am an orphan without fortune; ;
that I had just money enough to carry
me through the conservatory at Paris,
and that i am hoping and expecting to
make my living by teaching music,
would that lower me in your regard?”
Julius still remained silent, perhaps a
little abashed by the results of his own
temerity.
| “I sec that I have embarrassed you.”
she said, laughing. “ I shall not insist
upon an answer. I leave you to adopt
w hichever hypothesis best suits you.”
She gathered up her shawl and book as
she spoke, and made a motion to rise,
i but Julius laid a detaining hand upon
| her arm.
“ No, no, you musn’t go vet,” he ex- !
j claimed, and he fancied ne perceived a
| dew iness in her eyes as she turned them
toward him, which touched him inex- j
preasibiy. “ I am embarrassed, not so
i much by your hypothesis as by some- i
! thing in myself. Since you leave me to
choose between these hypotheses. I will
take the latter. You are, then, an orphan
j without fortune, hoping and expecting
to make your living by teaching music.
I’ll prove to you how little I deserve
your implied reproach, I will confess
| what I should have concealed from the
governor's niece. Miss Elton, I adore
I you!”
j “Mr. Hilder!” she exclaimed, spring
ing to her feet, with flashing eyes.
“Well,” he said, quietly, “you chal- j
I lenged me.”
“You are impertinent, sir,” and she j
j swept away.with dignity.
She remained closely shut in her own
cabin during the remainder of the after
! noon and uutsk4diTc Wte the next morn- j
i big. 4h< had maintained an
watch on deck.
loumSßVtkemioau sipping a cup of
tea and nibbling a piece of toast byway
J of breakfast.
“I hope you have forgiven me,’* he
I said, taking a seat beside her.
“But I have not,” she answered, with
decision. •
“Which have I offended—the gov- ;
ernor's niece or the orphan music
, teacher?” he asked, with a saucy smile. >
“Both. It was a daring impertinence
to the one, and a piece of insolence to
i ward the other. ”
“Well, I don’t see what I'm to do about
it. It isn’t the sort of thing yon can ex
pect a man to take back.”
“No,” she said, looking abseiftly into
j her cup, then suddenly realizing that this
was not just what she should have said,
she hurried to add, amid a confusion of
blushes: “That is, of course*?you must
take it back; yOu musn’t say
anything more # aplroit. ”
“Never? 1 ” *
“Never.”
“But that's impossible. ” /
“Mr. Hilder.”
“Miss Elton.”
“I think we’ve had enough of
was my fault, I am willing to admit that.
It was wretched taste on my part, and I
have suffered all sorts of things in conse
quence.” She waved her hand toward
her cabin as she spoke, indicating that it
■was thus her hours of retirement were
spent. “Let me go back to the first
question,” she coutinued. “You asked
me whether there was anybody to make
it pleasant for me on shore. There was
no reason but my own perversity why I
should not have answered at once. No,
nobody that I am at all sure wrill care to
make it pleasant for me. I have a dear
old uncle who has always been very good
to me; but when he hears how naughty I
have been I don’t know w'hat he will say
to me,” and she puckered up her white
forehead into an expression of compunc
j tious perplexity.
“Well, he said, after waiting some
time for her to resume, “is that all?”
“That answers your question, does it
not?”
“My question as originally put—yes, I
I believe it does: but it has been so ampli
fied that you can hardly expect me to be
satisfied with that meagre answer.”
“Amplified! I don’t understand.”
“Those two ingenious hypotheses, for
instance—were they both pure fiction, or
which'was the true statement?”
“Both pure inventions,” she returned,
laughing and blushing again. “I am not
i that brilliant creature, a governor’s niece,
nor yet that more useful and respectable
i one, a teacher of music. The governor’s
niece was just a bit of satire. I traveled
, a few weeks once in a company with such
a person, and the constant iteration with
| which she dwelt upon her title, and the
j amount of respect it seemed to inspire in
the minds of those who heard it, gave me i
the impression that it was the highest
j rank an unmarried woman could attain
|in America. I think the impression must
be well founded, too, as I noticed it pro
duced quite an effect upon you.”
“Not the effect you imagine. I was
startled for a moment, I confess, but sim
ply because of a slight coincidence.”
“A coincidence! Do you know her?”
and a hot blush and a look of consterna
tion sat together upon the fresh young ,
face of Miss Elton.
“Never saw her; but there was a plot
to make me cross the ocean with such a
person and a lot of other women, which
1 defeated by running away.”
“Oh! you ran away?” she breathed the
words out in a startled, half-whisper.
“Yes, they went in a Cunarder. and
my friend Drake and I slipped off and ,
, took the steamer at Havre.”
Bhe looked at him with widely opened '
eyes for a moment, during which he de- j
cided for fiftieth time that the eyes |
were brown not deep gray, as he j
had decidewthe other fifty times.
“Why did you run away?” she asked, '
j after a moment's amused consideration. ■
I “Well, you see I was wuth my sister
i and two or three others; just a nice little
party, all the ladies married, so a fellow
| didn’t have to be always on parade. We
had a jolly, comfortable time until we i
j got to Paris on our w’ay home, and there
sister took it into her head to join a
woman who had been roaming around
j the continent with a lot of girls on an
extensive husband hunt—one of those
j women who never look at a single man
w ithout picturing him to herself walking
up the aisle with a white tie. with half a
dozen groomsmen at hi 3 back, and who
has always just the girl on hand who
will walk up the other in white satin
and mCet him demurely at the alter. I
had no fancy for being cooped up
on a steamer with such an experienced
old angler.”
“And the governor's niece was one of
the girls!”’
“borne governor’s niece, so I heard.
Now, what is the naughty thing you've
, been doing! come, confidence for con-
S fidence.” ‘
For sole anawer, however, Miss Elton
| leaned back in her chair and began to
laugh immoderately. Julius looked at
her for some moments, then catching the j
infection, began to laugh, too, much to
the edification of the waiters, who were !
beginning their preparations for dinner.
“I have no doubt it’s awfully funny,”
he added, as she wiped the tears from her
cheeks, “but I could enjoy it more if I
knew just the point of view from which
you see it.”
“Perhaps you could,” she replied, de
] murelv, impulse to laugh
again. “Wc seem te be in the way; sup
pose we move.”
“Come on deck,” he exclaimed, rising
with alacrity, and offering his arm.”
“Thank you, no. I don't feci quite
equal to the deck this morning.”
She made him a ceremonious obeisance,
and her cabin door had closed behind her
before he had fully realized her purpose.
She did not reappear during {he day.
It* was their last day at sea, ana Julius
, was in despair. The jetties' light was in
sight when he retired, and when he awoke
in the morning the smooth gliding mo
tion of the ship announced that they were
in the river. He was in no haste to see
the low shores of the Mississippi, in fact
. he felt at the moment that he hated them;
~yTt he sprang up, dressed with dispatch
and mounted to the deck. Everybody
was there but the one he Bought. He
stood near the companion way, watching
furtively and starting at every step. She
did not come, neither was she at the
breakfast table.
The hours glided by, the city rose into
view, passengers came on deck with
satchels and umbrellas,prepared forgoing
ashore, but still that particular cabin-door
remained closed. They were at the
wharf, the staging was run out, and p j
dozen or more citizens rushed acrost
with that strange eagerness so inexpli
cable to the voyager, whose eagerness
impels him in the opposite direction.
Julius, still maintaining his watch at the
companion way, felt himself gently put
aside by a tall, gray-haired gentleman,
in a crown coat, who went with careful
haste down the brass steps. He heard a
little* cry, and peeping through a sky
light he saw Miss Elton in the arms of
the gray-haired gentleman, her head
pressed against the bown coat, and her
eyes upturned to meet his spectacled grze.
“Her uncle I” he muttered, peevishly;
“who the deuce is he, anyhow?”
He moved discontentedly to the side
and looked at the people hurrying ashore.
“Hello, Julius! Going to spend the
night aboard?” cried Drake, coming up
with a duly chalked valise in each hand.
“Oh, Mr. Hilder,” exclaimed another i
and more musical voice. “Wait, uncle,
I must introduce you; Mr. Hilder has
been very kind to me.”
“What, Julius! Why, my dear boy,
how d’ye? My wife wrote me you were
coming over with her.” His hand was
grasped with a hearty pressure, and he j
found himself gazing into the spectacled
eyes of Mr. Smollett.
“Oh, stupidest of stupids!” he cx
j claimed,'as he thrust slippers and brushes
into His valise in the privacy of his cabin.
Bagged by the Smollett ogress after all,
by Jupiter!” he added, as he gave a last
twist to his fair mustache before the
misty mirrors. —New Or lean* Time*-Dem
ocrat.
Kissing in England.
Kissing in England was certainly
known and practiced in the sixteenth
( and seventeenth centuries and practiced
: w ith an easy familiarity which shows that
| the custom was general. Indeed, sogen
| eral was the use of the kiss that it w*as
; as usual as the bow\ A gentleman taking
i a lady to her seat from the dance invari
' ably kissed her, and if he had not would
j have been voted a very badly bred fellow.
How' much ojider English kisses were
,is not very clear. Suffice it to say that
| the has outlived to our day,
though fashionable and general games,
in which kissing formed a prominent
part, are nrfw becoming rarer than they
J were a quarter of a century ago.
The literature of kisses is curidus.
L There is a story retailed in the “Broad
! Stone of Honor” of an English knight
} riding through France to the Field of
! the Cloth of Gold. His horse cast a shoe
at a certain village, and the Seigneur
whereof had departed-, to the tame ren
i dezvous, but the Seigneur's lady hospita
bly entertained the traveler. She came
out of her castle attended by twelve dam- j
gels fair to see; “and,” said the uame, j
“forasmuch as ye have in England such
a custom as that a- man may kiss a wo- j
man, therefore I will that ye kiss me, and
ye shall also kiss all‘these my maidens,”
which thing the knight straightway did
and rejoiced gr ?atly ihereat.
The quaintn ?ss of the last phrase un
doubtedly ind cates the young man s
feelings at the salute with considerable
exactitude.
In Africa and other parts of the world
outside the circle f civilization kissing
is as yet an unknown art.
An African traveler once offered a kiss j
i under favorable circumstances to a young
; lady of king Mumbo Jumbo's court, but
j she recoiled in great alarm, observing
that she wa3 “not yet worthy to be
eaten.”
Young gits w'ho are denrous of secur- (
| ing physical beauty are recommended by 1
! a cat meat once a day, pick-1
■ els once a week, and sweetmeats once a
! yea§; also to take a cold bath and a five
! mile walk eterv day.
J ‘
NEWS AND NOTES FOR WOMEN.
A woman iu Connecticut has been mad#
a notary.
Pongees, either plain or embroidered,
wash beautifully.
Black lace capotes are worn as muck
by young ladies as by matrons.
Flounces, when narrow and not toa
full, sometimes cover the entire skirt.
Miss Dodson, a Phi! idclphia artist, haa
two pictures in the Paris salon this year.
Mrs. Mary Majres Dodge, the writer
and editor, gets SB,OOO a year, it is said.
Dove, steel, and mouse gray are the
fashionable shades of this popular color.
Whole front breadths are made of long
strips neatly lined and braided in and
out.
Twenty-one of the twenty-eight ward
school principals in Indianapolis art
women.
White dotted Swiss, with gay colored
bouquets sprinkleti over it, is new this
summer.
Flowers are placed in pompons or
round clusters in the same way as feather
tips on bonnets.
The woman market is down now in
Tunis, Africa. Wives only bring from
S2O to $l2O a head.
Laura White, an American girl, has
been admitted to the special school of
architecture in Paris.
Telephones in Switzerland are exclu
sively in the hands of women, who are
paid S2OO to SBOO a year.
Japanese paper and silk and satin fans
are not entirely out of vogue, but feather
fans are the favorites.
Very small diamonds are now more
fashionable than those of larger size, but
their setting is a work of art.
The jacket or casaque opening over
the waistcoat or gathered or plaited plas
tron is a feature iu early summer suits.
Changeable linens are among the sum
mer dress goods. They are very be
coming and, of course, wash perfectly.
Tho close short jacket with velvet
pockets is in favor for street wear, not
only in Jersey cloth but in English check.
Buttons, whether of passementerie,
smoked pearl, metal or ensimel, are very
j small and round and placed very close
together.
Venetian combination of color, with
no decided pattern, are seen in the
cheviots, which are also shown in stripes
and neat checks.
Some new stockings for evening wear
have vertical stripes on a black ground,
and a few of the very finest quality Are
embroidered on the instep.
A venerable sunshade may be fresh
ened by almost covering it with very
narrow velvet ribbon, and will pass for
one of the newest French fashions.
Some of the new straws show mixed
effects, as in the cheviot cloths. Others
are all of one color, and another style
has alternating braids of two colors.
Light weight Ottoman and gros grain
silks are selected for walking suits, and
trimmed with gathered frills or plaitings
of the same, with lace and jet galloon.
In Buffalo there is a Woman's Union,
to advance the interests of the sex in gen
eral. There are classes for instruction,
in which women may learn penmanship,
typewriting and bookkeeping.
A “Lyceum dress-lining,” printed all
over with portraits in miniature of Irving
and Miss Terry, and with scene from
Romeo and Juliet and The Merchant of
Venice, is the latest Irving craze, which .
comes from an English Manchester print
works.
Cynthia Ceres, a young Illinois school
teacher, took up a w'heat farm in Dakota
three years ago. Now she is a jolly,
healthy girl with a fine farm of 320 acres
j and $2,000 in money. She is independ
| ent for kfe. She has only to raise a wheat
I crop every year.
The day when an overskirt could be
made from a small scrap of materal has
j passed, and unless a woman chooses to
! weigh herself down with several pounds
! of curled hair she must allow her dress
! maker yards and yards of stuff for plait
! ing and puffing.
With white toilets, brides still adhere
to very long white gloves, the choice be
ing between undressed and finished kid,
each style having its adherents. White
slippers and hose are usually chosen, but
another innovation sanctioned by fashion
is the use of black slippers and black silk
hose.
The handles of this year's parasols are
made from sticks of wood ending in
knots, but these knots are carved into the
heads of dogs and owls or ornamented
with sea e work rather than left plain.
Borne of the handles imitate a vine stem
tied in a knot, and some are ebonized and
then cut away with a sharp tool, so as to
show the white wood beneath in spot*,
making ibe leopard pattern reversed.
The choicest of all the parasols, those of
figuied satin bordered with row on row
of chenille fringe, have bamboo sticks
with handles and tips of finely-woven $
strands of bamboo.