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Our young people who here read the ff orks of Charles Dickens, English nov elist and writer, will enjoy with us no lit tle refflinicent touch trom the interesting pen of Dorothy: 1 * * * >‘La Russe” as the white chemiette is called that now beams and glows upon the age from black dresses that are so much used as to be called constitutional (not the dress but the custom has the term), and La Russe continues the fa vorite, and is seen broadly displayed with wide pleats ; or narrowly appearing between two rows of black buttons that skirt the confined plastron. Aad here language going to sea suggests platoons of fashions that are simply indiscribable. * * * A fashion writer thus makes plaint over things that should be righted in this world: “A little while ago a Pittsburg paper complained that in this world of oppres sion and sorrow it was grieved to see that nine men out of ten went about the sheets with their collars buttoned the wrong way, and a Buffalo paper, feeling that at last it can be certain of sympathy now makes moan that ten men out of eleven button their cuffs wrong. Make haste gantlemen, and learn to fasten the right side of your collars first, and to make rights and lefts of your cuffs, for verily a spirit of criticism is abroad in the land, and it may be tomorrow that a new prophet will arise to announce that you unfold your handkerchiefs improperly, wput on the most inconvenient coat sleeve last instead or first, and witli so many new things to learn pressing on vour minds, brain fever will be immi nent. * % * And still “out of sorts” she writes : ' 1 his is to he a patchwork winter, it stems. 1 h a t j s sa y, a p women w ho Glnnot afford to employ artist, and who h‘ lv e not the courage to fight the ordin <ll' dress makers’ desire to follow a sec- fashion plate, must content l, ’emselves with being clothed in a mix lllle(d materials. The new figured and l "P e d materials are to be used to trim ln( l e, skirts in many varied ways, bc being used for draperies; and a °1 one materiel, even if trimmed an °thor, will be an unfashionable ;i , U \ It must not be trimmed alone; i| l( / ,n ' ) ’ na ti ()n must be the foundation of trimrn ’ n g. To every word of this T J artisr ic reader will give Sir William "drill s famous rejoinder, and dress I loßu >therself. A correspondent in mentioning the pleasures of Americans in France says : When 1 arisians live in the country, as hundreds of them do during the sum mer months, they consider it necessary to change their mode of living altogeth er . 1 hey give up their dissipated town mannersand cultivate pastoral simplicity with great zeal, although the chalet or villa where they pass their villegiature may not be more than six or seven miles by rail from Paris. They buy goats and chink their milk, lunch and dine re<»u larly out of doors, and go to bed at nine or ten o’clock. The game of tennis (not lawn tennis, but the old-fashioned jeu de paume) is played with spiiit at the north ern, seaside places. It is the most fash ionable pastime for the moment of the male visitors, and like thirteenth century argenterie and Louis XIII, carving en joys the prestige of being a revival. As there is more than one lady in France an adep in boxing and fencing, it is possi ble that the fail sex here may take to tennis playing. They did so in the last century, when masculine-minded women were not fashionable. An old writer, speaking of a lady who was a well-known tennis player shortly before the great revolution, says: “She would come upon the sceue wearing a short skirt and a short mantle with full sleeves, aud she could handle the racket skillfull v at sixty years of age.” IN OUR MIDST. For the Southern Ladies Journal: You do not divine it? You do not believe that an array of characters who play their part on paper alone, are of benefit to mankind, supposing some of their traits true to life, you never meet any of them? 1 take an optimist view. I see the story of life held in view, and read in full, from the cradle to the grave. From different ones we take a phase, of youth and age, poverty and wealth, and our hearts and sympathies are expand ed beneath their light. By their aid, we peer into lives, the inner part of which we hitherto had no conception. We glide along and follow now a lady fine, in marble halls, then, a common place girl, fighting her way ’gainst many odds ; now a paladin of romance, then, an he nest, rough handed laborer. We see them and feel their thougnts, and give a hearty band-clasp over the bridge of ignorance which hitherto di vided us. Dickens, the great photographer of human nature, introduces us to the gal lant Captain Cuttie, who, from his in born gallantry, persists in kissing to the ladies aa iron hook, which takes the place a right hand formerly claimed ; but we find other Captains, though mi- nus the hook, who possess traits equally ridiculous. Who has not met in his walk a jovial, genial spi.it, invulnerable to misfortune.’ You called him a care less. happy go-lucky, but / call him Mark Tapley. Man a bleak house is brightened by the cheerful presence of homely little Esther, or may be, a gay Dolly Varden. Peculiar Miss Mickleby, is no longer peculiar when we reflect with shame for our sex, on the many who yearn for matrimony, and miscon strue actions as far from intentions, as the crazy mans offering ot carrots. Little Nell is even now following father or grandfather, trom place to place of temptation, ever striving with her young feet, to lead him to ] aths of pleasantness and peace. Little Paul— but hush ! He was a favorite ; with his dark bright eyes, and small body, al ways ready with some old quaint saving. Now, he knows what the waters on the wave-washed shore are saying, and we —we miss him I Miss Molochs, Brave Lady, we know. We have seen her struggle, know her worth and mourn her loss of companionship. She did not tell us,she makes no moan ; but witli th* aid ofthese authors, we have learned to read these hearts of ours and know it They draw from a more romantic book, whose characters are fraught with much that is unreal. They look back, and present us with outlines which we resject be cause of their very truthfulness. But when they bring such a character before us, as Donald, Mitchell’s “Old-fash ioned Grandmother’ we drop the scales, and welcome the dear old lady in our midst. She was with us many years. Her faltering foot step always found the sick and suffering ; tho’the light of her eye grew dim, she saw with her heart, as she always did. How manv of us were comforted by her peaceful resig nation, and when the end came it was no rude shock, no torn leaf from life’s page ;we felt the story of life is all read and the giver has turned the last page. Dorothy. Prince Karamoko went to see the French soldiers at Chalons and much admired the polished breastplates of the cuirassiers, whereupon the commanding general gave him one of the bits of ar mor. The negro put it on, delighted ; and then his face clouded and tearscam® to his eyes. “What is the matter? ” in quired the general. “Alas!” cried Karamoko, “as soon as I gm home my (father will take this from me and wear it himself.” Then the general gave him another one, and all were happy. We were lucky to have escaped a shaking on the 29th, of September. . 3