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MEN MOST PRIZED BY WOMEN.

^Mary J. Holmes Writes About Woman's Ideal

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A YOUNG GIRL'S OPINION OF MEN.

Women Likes to Be Man's Queen and So Regarded by Him.

|Copyright, 1880, by the Bok Syndicate Press. 1

I have been asked to give my opinion as to what qualities or actions of men are most pleasing to women, and most conducive to their happiness. It there were but one woman in the world, and I were that woman, I could answer the question easily, for I know exactly what pleases me in a man, and could tell it in a few words. But the name of woman is legion, and every woman has her own ideas, and these ideas change as years go by, until, seen in the full glare of our summer life, or through the spectacles which more sober autumn puts on, the man who, in our spring-time, was our ideal of all a man should be, falls from his high pedestal, and the pieces of our shattered idol are not worth the picking up.

When Mrs. Jones, in her early girlhood, married Mr. Jones, she thought him the one man in all the world who could make her happy, and his roughness and swagger and coarse good humor pleased and amused her, for there was in her nature something which responded to his. But, given the same advantages, women polish sooner than inen, and are quicker to adopt the little customs of politeness and refinement, and although Mrs. Jones is not yet so refined that she cannot enjoy herself, she has learned to blush at her husband's roughness, and shivers at his coarse) loud talk.

Mrs. Brown likes to have her husband smoke, and enjoys the smell of his cigar, while Mrs. Smith detests tobacco, and the smell of a cigar makes her sick. Mrs. Wilkes likes her husband to dine at his club, because it gives her more liberty to gossip Bnd visit, while Mrs. Tubbs cries if she is left to dine alone, and so one might multiply the list of women whom the minor actions and habits of their husbends make happy or miserable.

But it is not altogether with the Mrs. Smiths and Browns, and Joneses that this article has to do nor yet with that class of women who marry the man they know to be a drunkard, saying, as did a young girl of my acquaintance, that they would marry him if they knew he would be brought home every week in a state of intoxication. That, 1 suppose is love, b'lt of the kind of which I know nothing from personal experience. I could not marry a man who drank, orgambled, or swore, or made vile remarks about women, holding them all as low as himself, or who had not as much or more brain than myself. Still, there are plenty of girls who can and do marry just such men and seem reasonably content.

And thus the puzzlo grows as to the quality in men most prized by the better class of women, for I do not call her of the better class who willingiy and knowingly promises to love and honor a fool, or a roue, or a swearer, or a gambler, or a drunkard. She may be, and often is, in the so-called higher ranks, where money reigns supreme, for money will buy uearly everything and everybody, and 1 should sometimes be tempted to think it the golden virtue which my sex prizes the most in men. did not know many a noble-minded woman who has chosen to be poor with the man she loves rather than rich with the one she does not.

To judge others by one's self is said to bo righteous judgment, but is not always a safe rule to follow in drawing conclusions, and since thinking of this article I have soundpd several women with regard to their likes and dislikes in husbands, real or prospective. I asked a young girl with positive opinions what trait, she would like best in her husband, if she hud one, nud her answer was prompt, and to the point,: "I'll want him to have a mind of his own, and not be bossed round by his wife."

The reply was startling, but had in it a ring of common sense and truth, for much as a woman may like to boss her husband, and pleasing bb the recreation may be, she would in her heart respect him more if he sometimes took the reins in his own hands, even if he upset the matrimonial car, or drove it into a domestic cyclone.

I asked another girl, with no positive opinionp, and her answer was characteristic: "A man is a man any way, full of corners and quirks and cranks. But we all have to have one, I suppose, and so it dees not matter much, if he is only nice, and lets us have our own way."'

Another, a frivolous butterfly, would like a handsome man, who stands Fix feet in his boots, and can dance without stepping on her train, and making a guy of himself.

That girl has yet to learn that a dancing man and a handsome man is not a man to be desired, and that the plainest features and most awkward manners, if they go hand in hand with kindness cf heart and a soul of honor and integrity, are worth far mors than a turveydrop and a handsome face, which, in a man, seldom fails to be insipid.

Another would be satisfied with a man of high position, whom the world delighted to honor, the reporters to interview, and the people to stare at and point out, while she, as his wife, shone in his reflected light. Does not that girl know that such men rarely have time to give to their wives, and does not think of those little every day attentions which are to a true, loyal woman what the dew is to the (lowers, and without which love will wear itself out in hot rebellion against the ambition and its fruition which have come between itself and happiness?

Another wants a learned man, who has read so much and knows so much that when he speaks words of wisdom drop from his lio3 like rain drops in a summer shower. All this sounds very fine, or would, if the man of erudition ever talked to her or any one else: but bookworms, as a rule, are reticent Bnd selfabsorbed, and in their abstraction and reticence are apt to become selfish and exacting, as was Carlyle, growling over his toast and tea in that not very happy home at Craigeuputtock. He was ,a man of learning and fame, and his wife was proud aDd fond of him. but, like Dorothy, in ."Middemarch," who, while honoring

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Casaubon, still had. a hankering after his scapegrace nephew, with his magnetism and frank, genial ways, she would have liked him more and been happier with him had he found time for those little attentions and courtesies which women prize, and which keep love fresh and young down to a ripe old age. Soid a sad-eyed woman, whose husband had been dead for years: "He was a gentleman in every respect, but I loved him most for his kindness and thoughtfulness, which never allowed bim to forgpt that I was his wife, and always made me feel that I was as dear to him as the first day he called me by that name."

And she, I think, sounded they keynote of the whole matter. A woman who is worthy to be the wife of a good mnn likes to know that, however learned, or wise, or great, or busy he may be, there is still in his heart a spot where she reigns Bupreme, and from which neither business, nor greatness, nor fame, nor learning can dislodge her that she is his queen, to whom he pays homage, whose presence he recognizes and whose absence he deplores. She may be proud of his talents, proud of his name, and proud of his looks, but if to these he adds neglect of herself, whether intentionally or not, there must always be a hidden pain—a want of something withheld, marring what might otherwise have been perfect.

If I were a man—and how many changes have recently been rung up on that

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every poesilole attention and kindness and courtesy, and the older she grew the more attentive I would be to her, for in this way, I believe, I could make her happy, even if I were neither rich, nor learned, nor famous, nor the perfect Adonis so many young girls are expecting for a husband. As grains of sand make the mighty desert, so little everyday deeds of kindnesS oruDkindness mar or make the sum of human happines3, and he or 6he who is most thoughtful, most kind, most forbearing and unselfish, does the most toward making married life what God meant it to be—a foretaste of paradise.

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Kitipt For Married Men.

A lady came into our store the other day, said a jeweler, and asked whether we carried in stock "rings for married men.'" The question surprised me, and the lady continued: "Is there nothing in the line of rings for gentlemen to wear that would indicate that they are married! If not. there ought to be. As soon as a lady is married custom requires that she wear a ring of prescribed form, which is in the nature of a badge. It signifies 'hands otT,' or 'taken.' A man is not required to wear any such insignia of his estate. If they did, there would not be so many wounded hearts lying around. When a gentlernau approached a lady she could readily determine whether or not he is in or out of the matrimonial market and demean herself accordingly. Such a custom would put an end to the male married flirt in society, who has a wife who is rarely heBrd of."

Ground for Donht.

Prospective Tourist—I'm going west because I have reason to believe that it's a great place to settle in.

Returned Tourist—I'oTnot so sure of that I lived there ten years myself, and never paid a bill while I was there. —[Philadelphia Inquirer.

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A SHIP OF ICE.

The Itcinurfcuble Sight Seen ill the Arctic Ocean.

Among the arrivals from the Arctic ocean on last Sundev was the whaling bark Reindeer, Captain Baker, from Fox island, says the San Francisco Chronicle. The ship's report was meagre enough, but CRptain Baker now states that the whaling bark Young Pha-nix, which was lost the Arctic over a year ago, wa3 senn again last May. The Young Pbu'nix left here in December, 1887. She cruised in the southern waters for several months, and early in the spring of the following year sailed for the Arctic. Captain M. V. B. Millard was in charge of her, and he, in eoTipany with the Fleetwing, Mary and Susan and the Jane Gray, was caught in the ice nine miles north of Point Barrow, on August 5, 1888. He and his crew stayed with the vessel for three days, when, finding that they could do nothing to save the vessel, they abandoned her and made their way out of the ice to Point Barrow.

A man named Leavitt ha9 charge of the Pacific steam whaling company's station at Cape Smith, which is nine miles to the southward of Point Barrow, lie spent last winter in the ice. One morning last May he was astonished to see a ship etanding out about mile from shore, hemmed in by ice. He thouzht he saw a specter but there was the Young Tho-iix, just as she had been left when abandoned.

Her deck was above the ice from her houses and rigcing depended icicles two sails flapped idly in the breeze, while the rest were furled and frozen to the vards. She looked like a ship of ice. Lsavitt went out to the vessel and found several article?, which he took ashore. The Young Pinn-nix remained in sight for several days and then drifted away, and has not since been seen.

SLEEP IN PAJAMAS.

They Arn Much Healthier and Ketter Kvery Way Th«n Xtglit-ShirtK.

The old-fashioned night-shirt is being rapidly supplanted by pajamas, and this is a very sensible revolution, says the New York Sun. The sudden change from complete street or house dress to a thin sheet of linen or cotton or silk was productive not only of colds, but of rheumatism, and often of pneumonia. Draughts strike th^legs of a person who wears a night-shirt, and the legs are very sensitive, because they are at all other times heavily clothed.

Then, Bgain, such is the flighty nature of an old fashioned night-gown on a restless sleeper that it is always apt to work above his stomach and expose it to sudden chilling, and that is often fraught with serious results. If you will wear the old-fogy night-shirt, wear a flannel band about the waist. Athletes do in training, when the system becomes especially sensitive.

The pajarua not only insures a covering for the legs the night through, but it guards the bowels, too. And it is incomparably better in case the sleeper should be called suddenly to get out of bed. In a suit of pajamas a man can always be called' "clothed," to a certain extent. In a night-gown be is always an old-woman-ish looking fright and uncompromisingly unpresentable.

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HINTS FOR OUR GIRLS.

More or Lea* Valuable Advice OlVered by a Crusty Old Kaehelor.

Girls should be taught to cook well. Much misery imes from bad cooking. A young man marries a girl who can not cook a decent meal. Then mischief begins. He works hard, earns money, gives most of it to her. She takes the money, buys victuals, cooks them badly. He and she eat them.

The victuals are so badly cooked that they will not sustain the fires of industry." He seeks stimulants, drinks. She, poor and ignorant creature, gets consolation from the nearest sewing society. She can't understand the change that has come over him. lie knows it will do no good to acquaint her with the truth it would be stranger than fiction to her.

There are thousands of cases embraced in this outline, all caused by the prevailing inability to cook well. Boys are trained for practical duties of life. Girls needs a more comprehensive education. They should be taught how to cook adecent.meal, one that sustains the fires of application, without which no man can succeed in the battle of life. Every girls' school should have among its faculty a competent cooking teacher.

MRS. TROTT IN COMMAND.

They Moved H«»r Hoohp With Her and Her Family In It.

Everybody at Peak's island was out Tuesday to witness the moving of Mr?. Jane Trott's house, says the Bangor Whig Courier. The land on which this house stood was owned by Mrs. Trott's father, Abe Sterling, and the city of Portland took it for a street some time ago, awarding Mr. Sterling 33.~0 damages. Mrs. Trott never received any money and she rebelled against the action of the city government. When they came to move her house she refused to leave it, and after some work on it the attempt was abandoned for the time. {Tuesday the city marshal went down to complete the job. On his appearance, the house bore a placard: "Fort Trott, Adams street. Gsceral Trott in command. Fort Badly Shattered by General Libby. Libby Forced to Ratreat for Being Short of Ammunition." Mrs. Trott ordered her nine children into the house, and to the warning of the marshal that it was dangerous for them to remain there replied: "1 earned this house by hard labor at the washtub, and I will stick to it while a timber remains." The horses were hitched on and the procession started toward the woods, where the city had procured a lot. "The building had gone but few feet when there was a crash. Mrs. Trott passed tha baby out of the window, and, blowing a fog horn, shouted: "We'll stay here till Gabriel blows hie horn." At dark Tuesday night the building had been moved about one hundred feet, and Mrs. Trott still held possession.

How Ueer Goes Ooxru in Munich.

The greatest beer drinkers are those of Munich. The drink -192 litres per head per year, against Vienna's 29G, London's 254, Berlin's 240and Paris 22. This costs the Munich inhabitant on an average $30 a head annually.

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THE BEST EDUCATION FOR A GIFiL.

That Which Helps Her to .Adjutftlng Herself to Her Surroundings In LIfo.

Discussing women's education a \^riter saye: Is the education with which the average American girl is being endowed the best? Will it beet tit her for the fight alone in the battle of life or to be the helper of the opposite sex?

The best education for a girl is that which helps her in adjusting herself to her surroundings in life. It is by no meaus certain that the very highest order of our so called institutions of learning are doing this for the average girl. They imagine for her a sphere in life better adapted to an angel than to a common mortal, and in seeking to adapt her for that sphere they unfit her for that matter-of-fact life in which most of girls find themselves placed sooner or lat^r.

The training of girls for a life they are never to lead in this world is fast becoming popular under the alluring name of the higher education, while that training which tits them to make their own way in life is regarded as a sort of lower education.

The best education is that which develops the faculties, rather than that which seeks to turn out accomplished ladier. Faculty is the knack of doing thines BS they ought to be done accomplishment in submitting to have certain things done to one's self.

Accomplishment embroiders the toe of a slipper and1 paints daisies on the bowl of nsoup ladle faculty neatly repairs the torn garment and compounds the hunger appeasing soup. It is the lower education which imparts faculty. Which is best?

A TREE THAT YIELDS MILK.

It ix Called Hie Cow Tree ami is a Rot milcal Curiosity.

The cow tree, that botanical curiosity of South America, grows on the broad, barren plateaus of Venezuela, where it would be next to impossible to find fjuid sufficient to slack one's thirst were it not for this wise provision-of nature.

The sap of the cow tree, as it3 name implies, resembles milk, both in looks and taste. A slight balsamic taste has been reported by some naturalists who have drauk of the strange liquid otherwise it was said to "have the flavor of rick cream and to ba very wholesome and nourishing."

The tree itself frequently attains a height of 100 to 12.1 feet, it not beincr unusual to sea a trunk of this spee'es 70 to SO feet, perfectly smooth and without a limb. A hole bored into or a wound made in the bark of this wonderful tree is almost immediately tilled with lac-teal-like fluid, which continues to How for some days, or until it coagulates at the mouth of the wound and forms wavy mnse, which stops further How.

Humboldt, the first to give a scientific description of the baobad tree of Africa, says the St. Lnuis Republic, was the first, to tell of the wonders of the cow tree, BS it was called in his time.

The Transmogrified Koine.,

Since 1882 eighty two miles of streets have been built, paved and drained in Rome, at a cost of 630,000,000, and 3,000 bouses have been erected, in large, modern blocks, where old quarters formerly stood, and five new bridges thrown across the Tiber. In^consequence of these improvements, tne old city has

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ALABAMA'S CARNEGIE.

An Unostentatious Magnate Who Kin Away to Marry His WiTe.

Mr. DeBardelebBn is the Andrew Carnegie of Alabama and the wealthiest man in the state, according to the New York Star. His wealth is variously estimated at from four to forty million dollars. He is at the head of almost half the iron companies of the Birmingham district. Not many years ago he wa3 a farmer. By a clever business stroke he secured the now famous Pratt coal mines for a song, developed them, and then sold out to the Tennessee coal, iron and railroad company, making a cool 81,000,000. M'. DaBardele'ian is just rounding fifty. He wears a full gray beard, and perhaps no millionaire in the country is plainer in habits or so easy of approach.

Mr. DeBardeleban's favorite story is in regard to the manner that he eloped with his wife and wan robbed in the same way of bis eldest daughter. Mr. DeBardeleban was poor wh«n he ran away with and married the 1" yoara-old daughter of Judge Pratt, who was quite wealthy. Tne old judge sent for him and said: "Henry, you've treated me mighty mean in this matter by stealing my daughter. Why, my boy, you could have had her for the asking. I don't know of anybody I'd rather have for a eon-in-law." When Mr. DeBardeleban's eldest daughter reached the age of 10 she elopsd with T. S. Brittle, a young lawyer with little money and a small practice. Mr. DeBardeleban sent for him and repeated almost, the exact language Judge Pratt had used to him seventeen yeara before. Mr. Brittle is now becoming a millionaire himself.

THE DIARY OF A TREE.

Kvery One Keeps Within Itself a Ti ne Record of Stirresslve Seasons.

It is not known to every one that a tree keeps a record within its stem of the character of each successive season sinc9 it began its growth.

If a peach tree, for instance, be examined after it has been cut down, the ring of wood formed in each year will show by its amount whether the summer of that year was warm or dry, or otherwise favorable or adverse, and by the condition of the wood the character of the winter wilt ba denoted. Severe early frost will leave a layer of soft, decaying wood, and later frosts will be indicated by a change of color, if nothing more.

If a summer ha3 bsen so dry as to cause a total rest between the growths of June and September, the annual ring for that yeir will be double one, and sometimes barely distinguishable as one, but liable to be tnk»n, bv a not very close observer, jr two different years' growth.

At a late uniting of the Botanical Society of Edinburgh, Sir Robert Christisun gave the results of measurements of large trees of different species made annually on lines of girth marked permanently with paint. In the very unfavorable season of 1ST0 the deficiency in summer temperature was nearly 10 degrees.

In seven oak trees, of different species, the daficiency in annual increase of girth was 10 per cent. In eleven other deciduous trees it was 12 per cent, and in seventeen pines it was 20 per cent., different species of the same family giving very •early similar results.

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LONGFELLOW'S MEMORY.

Ufl Rerognl/.oil a Man Whom He Had Met Many Years Hefore.

About 18")ii an Englishman of letters, Mr. Kingston, visited this country. While in B*stou he took occasion to call upon Mr. Longfellow with letters introductory from mutual acquaintances in England. As he described the interview in his "Western Wr.ncierings" it must, have been very gratifying to th9 visitor. "We were soon discussing books and writers of books, the leading Bpirits of our two great countries. After talking for a few minutes ho stopped short and said: 'I am certain of it we have met tiefore—many years ago, though.' "'When can that have been? I must own that I have no recollection of your countenance but then, from being nearsighted, countenances do not make much impmssion on me.' 'Did you not cross from Ostend London one night in September. 1812/ And did you not spend the tirst part, of it on deck, as the cabin was crowded, he asked. "'I am pretty certain that I did, undoubtedly, about that time, and I think I made a note in my diary that 1 had met on board a very agreable American, with whom 1 had much conversation. but little thought I who it was'1 exclaimed, gratified at being so recollected."

HOW TO !AKE CARE OF THE EYES.

I'seful Hints For the HeneliL-of Those Who Study.

Dr. Lincoln, of Boston, in the Annals of Hygiene, formulates the following? rules for the cure of the eyes for school work: 1. A comfortable temperaturp, anil especially let the feet be warm and dry. 2. Good ventilation.

Clothing at the neck loose the same as regards the rest of the body. t. Posture erect never read lying down or stooping. 5. Little study before breakfast or directly after a hearty meal none at all at S twilight or late at night. 0. Great caution about study after recoverv from fevers. 7. L:ght abundant, but not, dazzling. 8. Sun not shining on desk or on objects in front of the scholar. 9. Light coming from the left, hand, or left and rear, under eurne circumstances from in front. 10. The book hold at right angles to the linn of sigh*, or nearly so. 11. Frequently rest by looking up. 12. Distance of book from the eye, about fifteen inches.

A Constant Struggle.

"Poverty iB no disgrace," snid Jinkf. "In many cases it is something to be proud of." "Yep,''replied tlones. "It'd a constant struggle with me to keep my pride down."—[Merchant Traveler.

She Would.

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Miss Cusic—Indeed would, for I never expect to see a donkey exhibit any senbe.—(New York Journal.

Too Great a Load

Young Wife—You should have tasted the pies dear mother used to make. Cynical Hubby—Yours, my dear, are quite heavy enough for me to bear.—IN. Y. News.