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CHATTER i CLYDE
THE fragrance of holly and mis
tletoe is In the air. For the
last three weeks I have spent
nearly all my spare moments
shopping. As a rule, my com
panion has been Maisie Ben
der, but now and then, -when she could
find time from her busy hours of labor.
Polly Benedict accompanied me, and I
must admit I found these latter expedi
tions by far more delightful. After all.
there is something revolting in too
much wealth. Maisie would lean lazily
over a counter and order the clerk to
bring her a lot of, say, photograph
frames. Then she would paw them over
listlessly, finally yawning into her muff
and inquiring in the most bored tones
in the world, "Oh, haven't you some
thing different something that Isn't the
eame old idea?"
I remember on one occasion the sales
man showed her a charming gilt em
pire frame with an oval mat of tapes
try, the whole a model of daintiness
and good taste. Maisie admired it un
til she learned the price. "That's much
too cheap," she commented scornfully.
"People will think dad is losing his
money. Show me something much more
costly." And she finally bought an
atrocity heavily studded with brilliants
and rubles, very ugly, but costing a
How different dear Polly was! She
had a neat little list made out stating
Just what she wished to give each per
son and how much she could afford to
spend for it. - And what pretty things
he managed to acquire for a tiny bit
f money! To watch her was a liberal
education.- Then when I made my pur
chases how interested she was and how
nthuslastic! There is no blase vein
in Polly. Ev
erything Is new
and fresh and
her, and, un
begin to feel the
same after you
have been in
her company for
a little while.
Can this be
disposition, or Is
it because she
has not had
things in her
life that they
-Haren't you something fPaLr,VTft
different?" to her? Aft
er all, do you
Know I think it is those who have
little money that enjoy their Christ
mas shopping most? Every penny
means bo much pleasure to them,
while those who don't have to think of
the price of things find it all such a
bore, and, as Maisie Bender put it,
the same old thing every year!"
Isn't it funny what different ideas we
have of Christmas? Aunt Sophronia,
for instance, for once tries to live up to
the godliness of her name. She puts on
a demure air and is hostess at charity
dinners for newsboys and other little
waifs. I notice, however, that she never
by any chance gives a dinner to little
girls and that even for the small rep
resentatives of the masculine sex she
makes an effective toilet to wit, a
pearl gray tailor with a much be-
plumed hat and
a huge bunch
of violets pin
ned right over
her heart. The
is about equally
the turkey and
and Aunt So
ward In discuss
ing their bene
factress they de
scribe her as
a "ripper," and
my aunt, over
. are some wom
en who would flirt with a stone wall for
lack of something better. I'm afraid
Aunt Spphronia is one of them.
Blushes very prettily.
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A wreath of bolly roupd ber bead.
And ir? a Voice soft, terjder, low,
Led me to hope wbeo bope bad fie
Ir? ber browr? eye?, so loving, true,
I read tbe recordSbfrny fate;
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A Present Getter.
Margery Briscome finds enjoyment
in another way- She tries to see how
many presents she can get. Not that
Margery is in need of them; no, indeed.
But she wants to lord it over the other
girls the day after Christmas. There
fore, like the small boy and the Sunday
school Christmas tree, she begins her
campaign a month in advance. All her
old acquaintances are hunted up. She
is charming to them and invites them to
lunches, theater parties, etc. Likewise
she is particularly gracious to the men
she knows. They hardly recognize her,
she is so changed. Even her old maid
aunts are cosseted and flattered, and all
at once Margery becomes tremendously
popular. Every one exclaims how
charming she is. The week before!
Christmas Margery's efforts redouble. !
Presents begin to come in. They rain
in, they pour in. Margery is almost ,
snowed under by them. Her triumph is 1
assured, for not one of us can even
pretend to such a long list of present
giving friends. We acknowledge our I
defeat. A fortnight after Christmas !
Margery begins to "slack off" on her !
attentions to these numerous kind
friends. In a month her calls have
grown noticeably fewer, and by the be
ginning of Lent her visiting list has
shrunk to its normal proportions.
Maisie Bender. by way of celebrating
Christmas does the biggest thing she
can think of. She has a house party
for the week at the Bender home on the
Hudson. Everything is carried out in
true baronial style. The place of the
retainers is supplied by the many serv
ants. There are dancing around and un
der the mistletoe and a splendid feast
which causes the tables to groan. The
only thing lacking is the family ghost.
The Benders unfortunately were all too
shrewd and too practical a line to har.
bor any such romantic foolishness.
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es;;tbat speak of love and bliss,
gbton eartb I e'er sball know
tbe rapture of tbat Ktsff
dream of days zorytroy.
opes tbat' cbeered wben Qrace I wooe
And saw tbe loveligbt in ber eye.
But seasons come and seasons 50,
Tbe cbimes will ring again tomorrow,
And many bcarts witb Joy will glow,
Tbougb some will bear tbe bells witb sorrow.
SECRETARY HAY'S BRILLIANT DAUGHTER, WHO
IS TO WED EX -SECRETARY WHITNEY'S SON.
Great interest Is evinced In the announcement of the engagement of Miss
Helen Hay, eldest daughter of the secretary of state, to Mr. Payne Whitney,
6on of ex-Secretary of the Navy William C. Whitney.
Miss Hay acts as hostess for her father and presides over one of the most
popular drawing rooms in Washington society. She is a native of Cleveland
and the granddaughter of the late Amasa Stone.
Miss Hay is a brilliant brunette, highly educated and an accomplished lin
guist. She has traveled much in Europe and had the advantages of London
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However, I dare say, after partaking of
the famous Bender plum pudding and
mince pie each guest is quite able to
supply his own ghost. : They certainly
have rich cooking, those Benders,
A Misguided Samaritan.
Christmas makes Daisy Van Twiller
sentimental. She drives her family dis
tracted by haunting evil smelling tene
ments of the worst description, and she
drives the inmates of these tenements
distracted by asking them all manner
of questions and poking herself in
general where she is not wanted. Last
year she gave herself a Christmas pres
ent of the measles as a result of her
philanthropic enthusiasm. This year it
may be something different. I hear
that the young vicar of St. Euphrasia's
has undertaken to guide her misdirect
ed generosity and that he has personal
her on her trips
to the east side.
If the vicar
only knew that
dies the 1st of
I am not sure
that a certain
friend of mine
has not the best
way of spending
is a very briK
liant woman, an
artist who has
fame and mon
ey by her talent
and hard work.
Years ago when she first came to
New York a struggling student, she
knew all the misery of being a girl ut
terly alone in a great, unfeeling city.
Prom the little window of her fourth
story hall bedroom she could look upon
the thousands of housetops all oyer the
city, and she used to crouch by the side
of this window during the long solitary
evenings and watch the cheery lights in
other people's homes, wondering the
while if by some means she could not
possibly make them hear the despair
ing cry of her lonely heart. Holidays
were worse than death to herwhen she
would wander alone among the gay,
careless throng of shoppers and pleas
ure seekers. Then there were those in
terminable gray afternoons after the
uninviting boarding house dinner was
over and there was nothing else to
which she could look forward; those
Easter, Christmas and Thanksgiving
afternoons when every soul who had
even one single friend deserted the in
hospitable dining room to bask in the
cheer of that friend's fireside.
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' HISS HELEN HAY. -.
social success when her father was embassador 10 the court of St. James. Like
her father, the famous author of "Jim Bludso" and "Little Breeches" and
"Banty Tim," Miss Hay Is a poet. Her first book,' "Some Verses," was so well
cpoken of that she was encouraged to publish a book of child rhymes called
"The Little Boy Book." Her "Rose of Dawn," a Hawaiian love story told In
.Verse, was also highly praised by the critics.
Washington society gossips are wondering whether Miss Hay and Miss
Flora Wilson, daughter of the secretary of agriculture, will continue the social
rivalry that afforded the capital so much amusement last season. Both ladies
claimed social and official precedence, and neither was willing to concede an
Inch to the other. Miss Hay's wedding is expected to take place in the spring.
If the vicar only knew I
Remembers the Friendless.
So, now that this woman has come
into her own and friends flock around
her and her talent has brought its re
ward, she does not. forget those others
who are still struggling. Every Christ
mas day she holds a great feast, not for
her friends, but for those who have no
friends. You may see at her table a
merry bevy of girls who bear on their
young faces the lines of care and hard
work; girls who are fighting against
odds much too great for their years;
girls who, thanks to her, will struggle
and win out and who but for her would
perhaps fall prey to loneliness and de
spair. How does she find them? In a multi
tude of ways, all tactful and delicate.
She hears of them through friends, she
sees their sad faces on the street, she
finds them in dismal lodging houses. .
What do you think of her way of
There were 21,673 men and Ij079 wom
en studying medicine last year in the
119 regular medical schools of the Unit
TT i s just horrid, so it is!" saia ;
11 Mrs. Smithv.. "Here's a '
wretched . French writer; a
man, of course, asking the
Question. 'Are all women
liars?' and he goes on to try
to prove they are. . It makes me furi
ous, this way men writers have of say
ing mean things about women in print
so the women cannot talk back! Now,
I know positively that I myself always
tell the exact truth or nothing. I pride
myself on It." 7 ' ' ' . ' ;
"And so do I," said Mrs. Jonesey.
Mrs. Greenie said,;"So do I."
Mrs. Brownie said, "So do. I."
Mrs. Blackie said. "And so do I."
"And I." said Mrs. Whitey impres
sively, "for the sake of setting a good
example to my servants, to my chil
dren and to my husband make It the
rule of my life conduct to adhere to
simple fact without color or varnish in
all my statements. Simple fact is my
motto." . - v '
"Mine, too!" echoed ' Mrs. Smithy,
Mrs. Jonesey, Mrs. Brownie,- Mrs.
Greenie and Mrs.. Blackie in chorus.
As Mrs. Brownie i and Mrs. Smithy
were leaving the tearoom where they
had met the former remarked: "I don't
think you look quit well today, my
dear. You are pale, and I'm sure you
are a little thin too." Arriving at home,
Mrs. Smithy says to her husband:
"John, I'm all gone to i pieces. I'ni
really not at all well.. Everybody is
telling me how III I look."
"Who says so?" asks Smithy. ,
"Oh, everybody that sees me; Mrs.
Brownie for one." . . - -4
Mrs. Jonesey went home and had just
taken off her hat' when the maid an
nounced that Mrs. Slummer, the Guard
ian Angel society's agent, had called.
"Oh, that horrid bore!" exclaimed Mrs.
Jonesey. "Tell her Fm not, at home
that I'm out and will probably not-be
in all day." -
Mrs. Greenie had. a. few ; friends to
dinner that evening.. She and her hus
band lived with her father an obsti
nate, loud voiced old gentleman. At
dinner he told a story concerning his
"It happened when Mary was a girl,"
he said, "and Mary is forty-five years
old now." ' . ' ,
'It's no such thing father, and you
know it. I'm only thirty-five!" retorted
Mrs. Greenie indignantly. ;
Mrs. Brownie at . home narrated to
her young lady daughter the gossip of
the day, woman, fashion. : "I saw Mrs.
Greenie at the tearoom,", , said Mrs.
Brownie, "and she had on a hat she
had made herself the awfullest thing
you ever saw. Made her look like a
crazy Jane, with her old face and gray
brown skin. She asked me how I liked
it. Of course I. had to say it was a
beauty and most becoming to her; but,
land sakes, Laura, I never saw such an
image as she was in my life!"
Mrs. Blackie and some friends dis
cussed the size of American Beauty
roses over the tea and cake.:
"As truly as I live and breathe,"
quoth Mrs. Blackie, "at the last flower
show there was one American Beauty
as large as the biggest cabbage you
ever saw." . .
The tearoom clock struck the half
hour past 6. Mrs. Whitey sprang, to her
feet, saying, "I promised Mr. Whitey to
meet him at Currenjelli's at 6 to dina.
She hurried out. She reached Curren
jelli's at ten minutes past 7. ;
"It was those exasperating trolley
cars!" she explained to Whitey. "I
started in plenty, time to be here at 6 or
maybe a minute or two after, but the
car poked and poked till I thought I'd
never get here."
I Among the ladies in the tearoom was
one who said nothing, but listened care
fully. She made a resolve to herself
that for one week at least she would
tell the exact truth. She went home
with tight shut lips, and all she would
say to her husband was "yes" and "no."
He thought she was ill or crazy or an
gry or something. But she was not.
She was afraid to speak lest she in
some way deviate from accurate state
ment. ALICE A. BROWNE.
Wonjao's 5bare In Its Good WorK
HAT would Christmas char
ities and benevolent en-
" terprises be without wom
From the embroidering
of a pair of slipper tops
which she presents too often, alas,
without, soles to some man to whom
she feels under obligation, to the man
agement of a fair and bazaar at which
thousands of dollars are collected for a
worthy undertaking, her Yiimble brain
and fingers are busy during the first
winter month. In the cities for weeks
before Dec. 25 gentle sisters of charity
in their dark robes, with halos of white
linen around .their sweet, grave faces,
are familiar figures. They haunt the
markets to get donations of turkey and
vegetables for the Christmas dinner of
aged and pauper women and men un
der their care. They hover about toy
shops," candy shops and bookstores.
They hunt in couples, usually, some
times in a wagon, in which to carry
home the treasures they have gathered
for their poor. Frequently they go afoot
with a healthy looking orphan girl to
help bear the burden of a generous
It is not easy to beg even for benevo
lent Christmas enterprises, and for that
reason because it is not easy it is
doubtless left by man to woman, as one
work, like taking care of children, cer
tainly belonging to her sphere. Men, of
course, pay most of the money because
man is the moneyed sex, but tfiat they
expect, : Perhaps they rather like, un
less in case of a few old curmudgeons,
to have a fair faced, neat woman come
at them and flatter them insiduously by
appeals to their well known great
heartedness in the "cause of warm flan
nels for old women or tops and dolls for
orphans. Things a man considers too
small for himself to. do he often rather
likes to have women do. All over
this great country the masculine sex
hand out liberally of their x means to
these fair solicitors of Christmas char
In the poorer rural neighborhoods a
pathos invests the efforts of woman to
gladden with Christmas cheer hearts
outside her own home circle. I see in
my mind's eye the Christmas tree for
the children of the rustic Sunday
school. Oftentimes the region is so de
pleted of men that a woman must even
be superintendent of the Sunday school,
yet for that reason the young ones are
all the surer of their Christmas tree,
with its strings of white and colored
popcorn, its few cheap waxen tapers.
Its little gilt balls and tinsel paper, Its
gifts of bags of stick candy and ginger
bread rabbits, of homemade dolls all
but the head, of tin trumpets and tin
by feminine divinities. How they havl
worked again, those devoted women!
They beg, they cajole, they sew, theyi
crochet, they embroider, they darn,
they make illuminated doilies and titi-
vated workbaskets, all fairer to look at
than to use. They make cake and Jelly
they beat eggs and whip cream, they
work their dear fingers stiff, their slen-
der feet weary, their nerves to exhaus
tion and come to the oyster supper tJ
serve as waitresses and hostesses, with)
all their members worn out except per
haps their tongues.
And after the great occasion Is over-
what? Perhaps a warm and soft nei
overcoat as a Christmas present for the
minister, or maybe the minister's wifa
appears next Sunday, in church in a
new gown, plain and sober, as becomes
a country minister's wife, but well '
made and of good quality, as also be
comes a minister's wife in country of
city. Or maybe the money they have
thus earned by hard work and good
will goes to meet an obligation the con
gregation has taken on itself, and theyi
hand the lump sum over to the trustees
men, ; always men making them a
New Year's present of a church frea
from debt. Religious denominations
ought to be very good to women, ac
cording to them all rights and privi
leges besides that of collecting money,
for without women no church could
The world Is so accustomed to wom
an's benevolent ministrations at the
holy and happy Christmastide that it
probably has never once considered
what the loss of these gentle ministra
tions would mean.. Woman does not
count for much until mankind tries to
do without her. At a great hospital
where I called on a friend one Christ
mas day every inmate of the wards,
charity patient or otherwise, if a man,
received the gift of a warm, handsome
dressing gown; if a woman, of an
equally warm and extremely pretty
wrapper.' These the convalescing pa
tients took away with them. Doubtless
It had been many a day since some ot
the battered wrecks of humanity inr
that hospital had had anybody take sq '
much care and thought for them.
These useful and sightly articles had
been contributed by the young ladies oC
a benevolent club mere schoolgirls
they were getting their breaking in
early to woman's Christmas work.
Here the children of an orphan's
home receive Christmas gifts through
the efforts of thoughtful ladies; there
the inmates of a blind asylum get
them; there, again, the hapless souls '
waiting for death In a home for incura
bles, the saddest and only altogether
hopeless place on this earth. None has
HAVE YOUR OWN HOME.
Begin your married life in a home of
your own Is' sound advice to all pro
spective brides. Boarding is at best a
lazy way of existence, and the young
couple who commence life in this way
will surely regret It sooner or later.
Take a, house, no matter how small it
must; he. make a careful selection of
rugs, curtains and furniture, and when
the little nest has been cozily furnished
settle down to become acquainted with
each other, for this is a matter or no
small account. "
T.ivina- in his own house, the man at
once becomes a factor In society, while
in a boarding house he is as out a grain
of sand. So it is with, a woman. In her
own home her interest is constantly
cspfl. everv womanly instinct is
called forth and she becomes more and
more womanly and lovable.
It is the woman who boards who be
comes the trifler, not the woman who
has her own home. It Is the woman
who boards who becomes flippant, not
the woman whose thoughts are center
ed on her household. It is the woman
who boards who becomes the gossip,
not the woman with home ties and
home cares. A woman who spends a
few years in a boarding house becomes
accustomed to the ease and comforts
which surround her without any exer
tion on her own part, and she becomes
more and' more reluctant as the years
pass by to exert herself to-make a home
for her family.
Children brought up in a boarding
house lose the best part of their right
ful Inheritance, for they have no home
association, no happy recollection of
their home life, none of the true pleas
ures to which they can look back when
thev have become men and women.
! Make. then, a home, girls, in which
you can look back after many years
have passed with pleasant thoughts of
the many happy hours that were pass
ed beneath your own roof.
There are .cares and trials in every
home, but the pleasures are also to be
found there rather than in a boarding
house, where gossip and idleness arej
amonsr the chief features and where
home pleasures are lacking.
A BENEFICENT PRINCESS.
The Isle of Wight is the favorite resi
dence of Princess Henry of Battenberg,
and this genue iaay never wearies or
good deeds which may benefit the In
habitants of the little island which
owns her as governor. Recently her
royal highness invited the wounded
soldiers staying in the Convalescent
Home at Cowes to. take a trip in her
private steam yacht, and a most en
joyable cruise around the Needles and
Alum bay was the result. 'No doubt
the pleasure of the Invalids was much
enhanced by the fact that Princess Be
atrice, her two sons and her daughter
were also on board. '
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"GRANDMOTHER'S" MUFF AND TOQUE IN CHINCHILLA.
soldiers, of home crocheted mittens and
a bargain counter silk handkerchief.
The fruit of the tree all told is not
worth $10, yet It represents the labor
and savings and the 'beggings of, it
may be six weeks of time on the part
of those devoted sisters. If a blessing
from the most joyous, sacred day of all
the year descends on any Christmas
benevolent enterprise, be sure it will
come to theirs. Or if conferring genu
ine happiness be the test of real success
the country sisters' Sunday school
Christmas tree will show itself illumi
nated with a great wakening light,
while that of many a congregation
numbering millionaires among its mem
bers will stand, as it were, with its elec
tric lights extinguished. Gifts make
us happy according as we have before
lacked gifts. Here and there in the
coming years an unsatisfied man or
woman who has won earthly success
will look back and smile sorrowfully to
think that the toy and bag of candy the
world has bestowed have given far less
joy than those of the country church
Among congregations slightly more
urban there is the winter holiday oyster
supper or society festival, presided over
ever thought to compute the amount oj
money and the value of the gifts gath
ered through the benevolent work ot
women at Christmas time, again possi
bly because woman's charitable work
is taken so as a matter of course. But
If the amount of cash that the women
of this country quietly and unobtru J
sively gather to distribute in benevo '
lent works for Christmas could b0
counted it would be found to be not Ies
than $1,000,000 annually. .
ALICE W. MORTIMER.
TO ENCOURAGE NATURE STUDi
The New York park commissioners
have placed a library of books on na
ture study in the middle of Central
park, so that those who go to the parH
to study botany, landscape gardening,
bird life, etc., may have access to them.
The reading room is in the Swedish
schoolhouse, which was one of the .
buildings at 'the Philadelphia Centen
A new weave of wool and raw silk'
is called Ice cloth. The raw silk la
thrown on the surface and gives a
shiny, frosted appearance to the goods.
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.Skating Is an accomplishment most
persons possess in these days of skat
ing clubs and carnivals, but few of us
can skate as Lady Mlnto can. In Can
ada even she Is supreme, and all her
children, from her tall son down to
baby, are as much at home on the ice
as cn terra firm a.
Misa Mary Bidwell Breed is now dean
of women in Indiana university at
Bloomington. a position created by the
toard of trustees at a recent meeting.
Ehe i3 a native of Pennsylvania and a
p-raduate of the Pennsylvania College
For Women at Pittsburg. Later she
lock the bachelor's degree and that of
rVoctor of philosophy at Bryn Mawr.
-.".3 tU IIuropaa fellowship at
i Bryn Mawr at the end of her senior
year. She spent the' year in European
( study at Heidelberg.
j Mrs. Laura Ormiston Chant on her
. return to England was given a recep
; tion by the Society of American Women
j In London at their handsome club
rooms. Mrs. Ella Dietz Glynes pre
sided, aqd there were flowers, music,
1 songs and- recitations. Mrs. Chant was
then called upon to give her address on
"America Seen Through an English
Woman's Eyes." ,
Mrs. Julia Ward Howe has frequent
cause to. rejoice In the honors achieved
by her children. -At the biennial con
gress of the International Association
For Testing? Materials and Construc
tion, which was in session at Budapest,
her son, Professor Henry Marion Howe,
head of the department of metallurgy
at Columbia university, was elected
president d'honneur of the committee
on prizes in the section of awards that
on metals. More than 600 people attend
ed the conference. The proceedings
were carried on entirely in French and
Of all the royal residences In England
Balmoral can boast of the most roman
tic history. It was there the crown
prince of Germany, the father of the
present emperor, wooed and won the
princess royal of England, and from
this happy event it became the late
queen's custom .to erect a cairn in the
neighborhood of the castle to celebrate
the marriage of each of her children.
Two of Princess Henry of. Battenberg's
children were born at Balmoral, Prin
cess Ena being the first royal child born
in Scotland since 1594. -
Mrs. Georgia Hopley of Columbus, O.,
has been appointed by D. M. Ratchford,
state commissioner of labor statistics,
as his special agent to inspect the fac
tories and workshops of Ohio and in
vestigate the condition of women and
children employed. Miss Hopley is well
fitted for this work, having been a
newspaper woman for years and enjoy
ing a large acquaintance with all class
es throughout the state.
Women took a large part In the Mo
honk Indian conference. Mrs. Quinton,
secretary of the Woman's National In
dian association; gave ' an admirable
summary of work done during the year;
Mrs. F. N. Doubleday, Mrs. Frances
Sparhawk and Mrs. Candace Wheeler
presented the industries and arts that
have been furthered and Miss Collins
and Miss Scoville described work on
the field in mission lines.
The small Roosevelts always dine at
1 p. m. The president and Mrs. Roose
velt take their luncheon at that time, so
the family will meet at this meal and
breakfast. The youngsters have sup
per served in the nursery about 5
o'clock and do not appear at the formal
dinner served for their parents.
"It's a Long Lane That Has No Turn
ing," the new play song by George Tag
gart and Max S. Witt, authors of the
successful ballad "The Moth and the
Flame." has made a New York hit. It
tells the story of Clyde Fitch's popular
drama, "Lovers' Lane," and is dedicat
ed to Grace George,-wife of Manager
William A. Brady.
The two surviving daughters of Dr.
Livingstone, recently had a pleasant
public duty to perform. They opened
the extension of the Livingstone college
at Leyton, founded eight years ago to
give medical and surgical -training to
missionaries. It was because .Living
stone himself was such a noble example
Of the meaicai imssiuiiary umi me line
cjollege at Leyton ' was erected to his
memory. ' -
jAt St. Guenole, in Brittany, the fish
ermen's wives, employed in the sardine
factory three months of the year, work
for twenty hours out of the twenty-four
at the hardest of hard labor, salting
and washing the fish carrying, them to
dry In the, sun, cooking them In boiling
oil, drying them anew and packing
. After five Of six years of hard work,
Fraulein Clara Ripberger of Dresden
has reproduced In needlework Ra
phael's "Slstlne Madonna." "
At Bryn Mawr the essay department,
with Its equipment of six readers in
English, Is continuing the work begun
last year in the fortnightly papers aa
well as i long essays. It is a required
course for two years. All the students
receive careful training In the writing
of English. An additional course Is giv
en under the name of "descriptive Eng
lish." Here the training is more defi
nitely for creative work. The course
has grown steadily in popularity, and,
the class la now; very largo -