Daily Greencastle Banner and Times, Greencastle, Putnam County, 24 May 1897 — Page 2

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TJNTO THE CHILDKEN.

PALE - FACED, slender girl, lying wearily back on a [ pile of soft cushions. A man flustered, angry, tearing a bunch of violets to pieces, standing before her. “Y o u will not, then. Cicely? Remember it is for the last time, and you say you will not?" "I cans. jt. Believe me, I cannot. ' Man like he did not notice the break in the girl’s voice. Her great pleading eyes were on his. He did not see them. ‘‘You can. You know you can. But you won’t.” The violets went into the Are and were burned up. Cicely put out a soft hand and stroked her lover's. “Poor old Will!” she said gently. He Jerked his hand roughly way. i “Don't, you drive me mad. Cicely, you are as fair as an angel, as tender as a dove, but as stubborn as a ” "Don't scream so, Will,” the girl interrupted. “You are making me dreadfully tired. It is nearly as bad as the tragic love scenes on the stage.” He turned on her fiercely, j ‘‘There you go again, making a Joke of it all. Good heavens. Cicely, why do you do it? At least 1 have a right to know that.” “I have told you why I do it. It Is impossible for me to marry, so I may as well treat the matter lightly as seriously. I won’t be able to make many jokes in yie future. I am going to ■ • * to Sister Catherine, my aunt, and told j her that I had finally determined to come. She is expecting me shortly.” j “Then why do you do it, Cicely? ! Can’t you see that you are ruining both our lives by this girlish freak? I don't understand it. There is some hideous ! deviltry beneath it all." He strode up and down the room, j kicking savagely at the furniture. “What are you going to gain by en- i tering this convent? Heaven?” The girl did not answer. With a gesture of impatience he' turned around and went suddenly to the door. "Well, go to heaven!” he cried, almost shaking his fist at her. "Go. And may it cheer you to remember that you have left me in—the other place!” The door slammed behind him. His ;

for Intoxicants. The mere sight of wine on the table made her faint. Her sister, Catherine, as you know, entered St. Anne’s Convent. When I was born the curse descended on me. All my life I have fought against the horrible craving that assails me. Then you came and I felt that with you I should conquer. Then another thought came to me. What if my curse should descend to innocent lives? Now you know everything. Do you blame me? The man telegraphed In reply: Whatever you do is right. My brave heroine, may the angels prepare your reward. So Cicely entered St. Anne’s Convent.

SUBMARINE GUNNERY. Sarretsful Tent of » Gun Fired I'ndet AV«rer at a Target. The experiment of firing a gun under water has been made in the harbor of Portsmouth, England, and was attended by an apparent complete success, says the New York Herald. A 110pound gun was used. At low water the gun and its carriage were lowered beneath the surface and a diver sent down to place it in position on a solid plank platform laid at the bottom. The platform was weighted with large blocks of granite to keep It steady and the gun and carriage were then placed in position. For the first test a target composed of oak beams and planks twenty-one Inches thick was lowered and set In position beneath the water at a distance of seventy-five feet from the muzzle of the gun. Behind this target the hull of an old vessel was towed into position directly in line of the fire from the gun. In order to make the test the more severe sheets of boiler plate three inches in thickness were riveted to the hull of the craft at the point where the shell from the gun would strike if It was not deflected by the water and succeeded in passing through the target—something which the majority of army and navy experts present did not anticipate. Having made all these preparations, the diver came to the surface and. taking the shell with which the experiment was to be made, again went below the surface and carefully loaded the gun, which was then aimed at the target and the hull of the vessel beyond. A wire connecting with the firing mechanism of the gun led to the shore some distance away, where it connected with an electric battery in charge of the firing party. The test was made at high tide. When all the conditions were right the word was given and the current sent from the battery hrotigh

E()R \\ OM EN A N I) 11OM E ^ ow on tlle s,ation of , * ie train had

a head sticking out of it when j the train pulled up and the cheers were given with a will. As soon ! as the bride entered the car a kindly old lady took her in her arms and | kissed and congratulated her. Beside her stood a line of ladies waiting their turn. Meantime the groom had been spirited away, and the male passengers were making him miserable in the smoker. After a time the couple got together and compared notes. Then they left the train at the next stop.”

ITEMS OF INTEREST FOR MAIDS

AND MATRONS.

Notes of the Modes—New Dress Trimming* Narrow Hlhhon I* Now Kffectlvely I'sed in Place of timid—Fash-

ions for Little Maids. ‘T’ntll the Day Ilreak**

steps could be heard running down the the wire to the submerged gun. There

stairs. Then the hall door closed, and the girl was alone in the house. She sat quite still for a moment, the lights In the room seemed to blind her. She arose, and turned them down. Then she threw herself on the cushions again, and wept tears of bitter sorrow. Sobs racked her slight

was a slight disturbance of the water over the place where the gun was sunk and the vessel anchored beyond the target was seen to rock and sway and then gradually settle in the water

and sink.

A lieuutiful Sapphire.

There is at present in the keeping o. Mr. Hayward a Ceylon sapphire belonging to Maj.-Gen. Robley which is not less remarkable for its size than for its transluceney and the brilliance of the optical effects it can show. The weight of the gem is 638 carats and it is of a j dark milky blue color, perfectly trans- | parent and flawless. Larger sapphires I have been known, but they have usual- ; ly. If not always, been dull and muddy instead of having the clear, translucent | color of this specimen. But in addition | it possesses a property occasionally found in slightly cloudy or milky Ceyj Ion sapphires—and sometimes in other ' gems, too—which greatly enhances its value in the eyes of believers In the j occult powers of precious stones to confer health and good fortune on their wearers. It is a star sapphire or asteria. That is, being cut en cabochon, ; it displays a beautiful opalescent star. ! dividing its six rays at the apex, which ! changes its position according to the

“YOU DRIVE ME MAD." frame, until it seemed that her delicate body could not withstand the strain. Presently, when her sobs had calmed a little, she turned up the lights nnd crossing to the writing table, wrote

this letter:

1 had Intended that you should leave ] movements of the source of light by me forever as you have done, with bit- | which it Is viewed. By employing two ter thoughts in your heart, then you : or three sources of light two or three might have forgotten me, and perhaps of these stars can be simultaneously found some one else more worthy to j seen in the gem. By further cutting It love. And that is why I have tried to i is said that the beauty of this stone send you away so lightly. But I can- could be still more increased, but, of not bear that you should always think course, at the expense of Its size.—Lon-

111 of me, Will, for I love you from i don Times.

the bottom of my soul. Think of me I

rather as a martyr who is going out of!

this life, and entering St. Anne's Convent for your sake. There is some hideous deviltry beneath it all as you

say. If you think it would better I I will lay bare my soul to you and tell I

you why I am doing this thing.

CICELY.

She went out herself to post this letter. A cool breeze played on her heated face, and refreshed her a lit-

tle.

HUMAN soul went forth Into the

night,

Shutting behind it Death's m y s t e r ious

door.

And shaking off with strange, resist less

might

The dust that once it wore.

So swift Us flight, so suddenly It sped— As when by skillful band a bow is bent The arrow files—those watching round the bed Marked not the way it went. Heavy with grief, their aching, toardimmed eyes Saw but the shadow fall, and knew not when. Or In what fair or unfamiliar guise. It left the world of men. It broke from Sickness, that with Iron bands Had bound It fast for many a grievous day: And Love Itself with its restraining bands Might not its course delay. Space could not hold it back with fettering bars. Time lost its power, and ceased at last to be; It swept beyond the boundary of the stars And touched Eternity.

Fur the Mttle Maids. Gowns for little maids of eight and ten summers are so dainty and fluffy that they easily make older folks envious. Yet they are constructed on healthful lines and will give the little folk great comfort during the hot days of summer. Many of the gowns have elbow eleeves and a few are cut low In the neck. The skirts are short and full; waists, not yokes, are used, but they are hardly longer than those of the empire period. When longer sleeves are used they are leg-o’-mutton shaped. The elbow sleeves, however, are short, full puffs, gathered below the elbow on a cording to give body, and adorned below that with a lace-trimmed flounce of the material. Lace enters largely into the trimming of children’s gowns. It Is used as insertion between clusters of tucks on the waist and sleeves and for the trimming of flounces. A model that will bear copying for a rather slim child is of yellow organdie. The skirt is full and of the old-fashion round shape. The waist is round and plain, with a low neck and elbow sleeves such aa have been described. At the back it has a full Watteau plait, and a similar plait hangs from the neck in front.

SMART BLACK GOWN WITH CHIFFON FRONT.

Beecher** First Chnrch*

From the Chicago Chronicle: It has been determined that the church in which Henry Ward Beecher began his ministry shall be tom down to make room for buildings of up-to-date de1 sign. When Mr. Beecher became the i pastor the church was the finest In Indiana. His salary was |800, but at the same time the governor received i only $1,300, which included pay for his

A curious thought occurred to her P r * vate secretary. Beecher is rememwhen she came again to her lonely by icembers of his first congrehome. She stood for a moment in the nation for his wit, popularity and sohall, and it seemed that the shadow lability, and as a lecturer to young

of a man awaited her, with arms out- | men -

stretched. Little children ran for- "Some persons were inclined to bei\ard and clasped her knees with faces Heve that Mr. Beecher was a little too

upturned to be kissed. Tiny soft arms held tightly round her neck. Banish the thought, weak woman! Alone in her room, she waited feverishly throughout the long watches of the night until the early mail should come. Toward morning she fell in a troubled sleep. The maid knocked at the door. Cicely sprang up, her heart throbbing. "My letters, quick, girl!” She tore one open eagerly. It was very short and ran: “Write and tell me. everything, I will come at once and comfort you and we shall be very happy. I was a brute to treat you as I did.” In answer Cicely wrote this: First I must tell you a little family history. My grandmother, as you know, spent the latter part of her life under restraint. “A little queer In her lyul.” they said. That was not the reason. She was an inebriate and died drinking. My mother had a loathing

exuberant and fond of fun,” said a member of the church. "I remember that It was said that at a lawn party he took off his coat and rolled down hill. Once. In coming from Terre Haute in a stage at night, he found an elder of his church in the stage. He disguised his voice and inquired w-hat people thought of Beecher’s church and about Beecher. All this was done

for pore fun.”

Mr. Beecher was twenty-six years old when he came here, and he remained for eight years. In 1847 he left to

go to Brooklyn.

Out from the house mourning faintly lit. It passed upon Its Journey all alone; So far not even Thought could follow It Into those realms unknown. Through the clear silence of the moonless dark, Leaving no footprint of the road It trod. Straight as an arrow cleaving to Its mark. The Soul went home to God. "Alas!" they cried, “he never saw the morn. But fell asleep outwearied with the strife"— Nay rather, he arose and met the Dawn Of Everlasting Life. —Christian Burke.

These plaits give much fullness to the front and back, but the sides are held very snug by yellow satin bands at the waist, caught at the ends with ribbon rosettes. A pretty way to finish the waist of a child's dress Is to use. Instead of a belt, two rows of lace sewed together at the top, forming an insertion with scallops on each edge. This lace should be gathered very full and sewed around in the seam between the skirt and the waist. Little ones

Toleration. Toleration is not acquiescence in what may be right and true, but it Is the endurance of what is not approved —Father J. J. Keane.

Three women served as judges at the recent city election in Wallace, Idaho.

Worrying a Bridal Fair. “On my last trip home from New York," said a Chicago railroad man, “I witnessed about the most diabolical trick perpetrated on a newly wedded couple that I have ever seen in my years of railroading, and I have witnessed a good many. I will not mention the town, but two of the leading siciety lights of It were married this day that I am telling about. They were to take the Erie train for the west. At a station about thirty miles east of their town three young men boarded the train. Each carried a l bunch of what appeared to be dodgers I and each went busily to work distriI butlng them throughout the train. I These circulars sta'ed that at the next I station a newly wedded pair would board the train. The bride and groom were described In glowing terms, so that there might be no mistake In Identifying them. Ladies were requestedl to kiss the bride when she should eome on the train and to congratulate her. Gentlemen were asked to take the groom into the smoker and there try to impress upon him that he had made the mistake of his life. All were requested to put their heads out of the windows when the train should arrive at the next station and to give three cheers for the couple. You should have seen how the passengers entered into the spirit of the thing! Every wln-

behavior and that I had conducted myself in a very ladylike manner. I think the last remark a little out of place, as I never gave him any reason to suppose that I would act in any other way. Should I have resented it at the timp, and what should I have said?" Answer: His criticism, covered by compliments, was certainly ill-advised and out of place, to call it by very mild names. If you feel inclined, why not ask him frankly what he meant, and why he expressed his ideas in such a way. This would open the subject, and an explanation might follow. If he can give no reason for his remarks, the less you have to do with him the better.

A Motherly Queen. The queen of Greccs Is looked upon as a mother. Her tastes are simple, and her disposition most kindly. She has never got over her own great sorrow—the death of her eldest daughter, the Grand Duchess Paul, whose departure from Athens to be married was more like a funeral than the preface to a bridal. All Athens turned out to wish her joy. But the faces of the bride and her mother were blistered with tears. This being thought a bad omen, the air was filled with lamentation. The princess was entreated by the women to turn back, and wait for some more propitious time to begin her journey. But the princess was married, and was killed in less than two years by a fall from a carriage that was going at a furious pace. A nurse of the princess dreamed the night before the departure for Russia that they were at the museum and came to a sculpture representing a family group around a dying girl. The dreamer thought the personages were suddenly changed into the king and queen, herself and the betrothed princess. Next morning she told her dream to the queen, who laughed, but believed her, as her blistered face showed.

N«*w DroNH Trimming. Hard times may have affected the Easter maid to make her more ingenious. It certainly looks that w’ay, If one would judge by the number of devices she chooses to trim her gown as Inexpensively as possible. The newest thing used to embroider a dress is narrow silk ribbon. It should be of a very god quality unless black in color. The gown should be put together and then taken to a shop to be stamped with some scroll design. Don’t have your gown entirely finished when this is done; it should be merely basted and fitted. Having had the gown stamped cover the lines with ribbon sewed down on each side. If you are clever you may baste the ribbon down and stitch it on each side by machine. Around the curves it must be put on full. The bodice is round, of gray silk shot with pink. Over it will be worn a bolero of the poplin, embroidered to match the skirt. This bolero has a most magnificent collar that extends to the waist in front. It Is lined with white silk, entirely covered with flouncee of tiny white lace that form a most bewitching background for the face. With this gown will be worn a hat of soft white straw, trimmed with white ostrich plumes and bunches of Scotch heather.—Ex.

A Jealous Lover. An Anxious Reader writes to the editor that she is in great trouble because of the selfishness and jealousy of the man to whom she Is engaged. He follows her, spies upon her, and watches every move she makes. If she walks out with her young lady friends and they meet any of the young men with whom they are acquainted and enter into any conversation or walk away together, this Jealous young man makes himself very disagreeable and sometimes remains away from the house for two weeks on account of anger and jealously. Her life is made wretched by his faultfinding and worrying, and she asks what she ought to do. Answer: There is but one thing to do. Sit down and give calm, thoughtful, prayerful and conscientious consideration to the subject, and if you think you are willing to spend the greater part of your life In “hot water,” go on with your toleration of this man's selfishness and tyranny. A man who makes trouble If one is Joined on the street by friends or if one receives the ordinary courtesies of life from the hu»band8 of one’s friends, does not seem to be a very promising husband. It is much better to stop such things before they are too late. As to his threat that you will rue the day you break with him. that is all nonsense. Tell him that in this free country men are not allowed to threaten women without answering for it.

wear boleros of lacr with their gowns. —The Latest.

A Young Lady’i Behavior. An Old Reader serus the following note to the editor, and wants our opinion on the situation: “I went out to a place of entertainment with a gentleman with whom I am slightly acquainted. It was in a place where we met many of his friends. On our return he thanked me for my company and declared that he had passed a very pleasant evening. He also remarked that he was very well satisfied with my

Shopping Hint*. A new Idea for hat crowns is a handembroidered piece of black mousseline de sole or silk net. Gold and silver threads are effectively employed. Fine and fluffy Is the ballet sleeve—a creation resembling the short skirt of a ballet dancer, and an entirely new feature in waists of very sheer materials. An odd and pretty low-cut bodice combines a drooping front and double puff sleeves. The skirt of this costume Is straight and full, with very heavy cord shirrings. Wash silks, mousselines and chiffons are shown in truly surprising variety. Satin duchesse, satin brocade, moire velour and taffeta In black are sold for skirts to be worn with dressy bodices. —Philadelphia Record. Anything purple, green, red or blue seems to sell well at the silk counters. Although some grays, browns and deep pinks are displayed, brightness predominates. and it will doubtless be a gay season. Taffeta and foulard are the reigning silks for the spring and summer. Very bright glace silks for lining retail from 50 cents to $1.

OLD ADVERTISEMENTS.

Some of *be Queer One* of a Century Ago. In the Lenox library, among its collection of early American newspapers, is an interesting file of the New Jersey Gazette for the year 1781, 1782 and a portion of 1783, up to July 16 of the latter year, when, on account of the large amount of unpaid debts which the editor doloriously laments, the paper suspended publication, says the New York Times. In its somewhat limited advertising columns it is decidedly amusing to read accounts of negro slaves offered for sale and rewards for the capture of runaways, and it brings the fact home very forcibly that It is not so very long ago when slaves wer* regarded as nothing unusual in our own vicinity. The following interesting description of a runaway appears in the Gazette of Jan. 17, 1781—the paper, it may be said, was published in Trenton: ‘"Two Thousand Dollars Reward-— Ran away this evening from the subscriber a negro wench named Marla, alias Amorltatta; she is about 34 years of age, tall and well made, her face long and features more regular than are common with her color. She had on, or took with her, a pale blue and wlilte short linsey gown and petticoat, almost new, a petticoat of tow linen, a pair of men's shoes, good shifts of brown homespun linen, and aprons of the same. It is supposed she will endeavor to get Into the Jerseys, as she came from thence, and once lived with Mr. Thomas Lowrey of Fleraington.but it Is suspected she is lurking in this city or concealed by some free negroes. She also took with her her female child, Famed Jane, about 4 years old, well made, fat, round faced and lively; had on or took with her a blue and white linsey frock. Whoever will deliver the said wench and child to the subscriber in Philadelphia shall have the above reward. John Duflleld. “N. B.—All persons are forbid to harbor her at their peril.” Another advertisement in the same number upon this subject of slaves is us follows: "A mulatto slave to be sold or exchanged for a negro woman, girl or boy; he is about 30 years of age, strong, healthy and active; is a complete farmer, a good second hand in a smith’s shop, can lend a saw or grist mill, understands taking care of horses and driving carriage. Inquire of the printer.” This mixed advertisement also appears in the same number, and its style seems rather ludicrous now, although frequently seen in the early newspapers : “To be sold for want of employ only, or hired by the year, sundry negroes, of different ages, sexes and qualities, all good in their kind. Also a good feather bed and bolster, a handsome set of bed and window curtains, a pair of rose blankets and a rug, to be disposed of together at a reasonable rate for cash. An elegant set of tea table china complete and a few half dozens of cups and saucers; also green handled ivory knives and forks. Inquire of the priuter.”

Now Friend* and Old. New friends can never take the same place in our lives as the old. The former may be better liked for the time, their society may have even more attraction, but in a way they are strangers. If through change of circumstances they go out of our lives they go out of it altogether. These latterday friendships have no root, as it were. Their growth is like Jonah’s gourd—overshadowing, perhaps, and expansive, but all on the surface; whereas an old friend remains a friend forever. Although, separated for an indefinite period and not seen for years, if a chance happening brings old comrades together, they resume the old relations in the most natural manner and take up the former lines as easily as if there had been no break or interruption of the intimate intercourse of auld lang syne. Such relations are Impossible to establish except in youth, but once made they are for life. As people grow older these friends and associates of youth are apt to be more appreciated and old relations are oftentimes resumeC that have been suffered to languish for many years. These links with the past form a chain that, next to tin. ties of blood, makes one of the strongest relations of social life. Although pessimists declare that friendship is a myth and what are called Intimates are people who consort together for amusement or self-interest the very fact that there Is this feeling of especial kindness for old time asso elates proves that there is such a thing as sentiment Independent of worldly wmelderations.—New York Tribune.

Sure to Surreod. Original men are not contented to ‘-e governed by tradition. They think for themselves, and the result often is that they succeed where others fall. A certain Paris photographer never savs to a lady customer. “Now, look pleasant madam. If you please.” He knows a formula Infinitely better than that. In the most natural manner in the world ho remarks: “It Is unnecessary to ask madam to look pleasant; she could not look otherwise.” Then click goes the camera, and the result is never in doubt.

How It Travel.. She—"But a woman can make money go farther than a man can.” He “Yes! I’ve known you to travel half over the city to spend half a dollar when a man would have, parted with It at the first store he went into!”—Boston TranscripL

OUR BUDGET OF FUN.

SOME GOOD JOKES, ORIGINAL AND SELECTED.

Getting Ready tor the Sleight of Rand I*erformer—Tough on Mr. Goat—SarIng Affair Impending Kvll—The Woman Question.

Lennon One.

Can very quickly

GIRL—and cannot flowers press: I believe you're Joking, now-; But if you really cannot, Bess, I’ll have to show you how. To press a fragrant rose or two. Or e’en a tender fern. Is something I arr\ sure that you learn.

And now I’ll give you lesson one In flower-pressing, Bess. And yet it cannot well be done This afternoon, unless

NVe had a bunch of flowers here— A few with which to do— But you’re so like a flower, dear; Why couldn't I press you? —James Courtney Challls.

Staved Off Impending Evil. Mrs. Bimley met her husband In the hall and gave him a good hug and kiss. “Oh, George,” she said, “I’m so glad you’ve come. Your slippers are by the lire, and I have a nice hot supper for you, and some of that quince marmalade you like so well. When you are away I’m so lonely I don’t know what to do, and I thought I would ask you if ” “Here,” said Bimley, hurriedly drawing from his pocket a $20 bill; this is for a spring bonnet and I’ll have that set of diamond earrings sent up first thing in the morning. Don't say a word; you are perfectly welcome.” Later on Bimley wiped the perspiration from his brow and muttered to himself: “Got that visit from her mother headed off once more, but it <;omea high.”—Detroit Free Press.

Touch, Indeed.

Mr. William Goat (soliloquizing)— Well, now, that'a what I call tough! If things keep on this way, it’ll get so a feller won't be able to raise a square meal!

Politi* al Item. “There can be no possible excuse for congressmen listening to men who want to bribe them," said old Judge Peterby. “I’m not so sure about that,” replied Sardanapalus Peterby, his son, a rising young politician. “If congressnc n do not listen to what the lobbyist has to say they would never find out whether or not he wanted to bri’e them. They have to listen, you know, to find out if he really means business.” Sardanapalus, by the way, Is suspected of wanting to go to congress from New York, and is evidently trying to make up his mind what to do in o -e any attempt is made to tamper Wh his honesty.—Tammany Times.

HI. Feet Were HI. Fortune. “So you didn’t hang out long la Cripple Creek?” “Hang? Guess not. I slid out while the sheriff was watchtn’ the prize fight bulletins.’’—Detroit Free Press.

Getting Ready.

Jimmy—We'd better start practicin', Tommy. Tommy—Practicin’ wot? Jimmy—T'rowin' Cings. Can’t yer read dat bill? It sez "don’t miss him ” I wonder wot his fav’rite vegertible is?

Quite a. Remarkable. “A capital Invention, these horseless carriages.” "Don’t talk rubbish. We have had for a long time things quite as remarkable in their way as horseless carriages, and nobody takes the slightest notice of them.” 4 , “Indeed! What, foy Instance?” “Cowless milk!”—Exchange.

The Woman Qtie.tlon. “Woman will never make a successful politician. She cares too little for public sentiment.” “Of course, woman does not llkfl public sentiment. No gentleman would make love to a woman in public, an)' - wav.”—Cincinnati Enquirer.