Greenfield Evening Republican, Greenfield, Hancock County, 9 July 1895 — Page 4

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INTERESTING LITTLE SKETCH OF KATE DOUGLAS WIGGIN.

"Women Who MolJ Opinion—Corsets and the New Woman—Kate Field on the Suffrage—Good Looks In linsiness—Women

Bookbinders—Fashion Hints.

Mrs. Kate Douglas Wiggin is the subject of an entertaining article by Emma B- Kaufman in The Ladies' Homo Journal. The writer says: It was in a crowded car in an unfashionable quarter of San Francisco that I first met Mrs. Wiggin. She got into the car and crowdedit more because there were half a dozen small ragged children hanging about her, and they were calling her "Miss Kate," and she was smiling with i?ery blue eyes at one, and she was talking with very red lips to another, and her cheeks were very pink even then, and her golden hair was all blown by the wind.

She had on a little hat that was surrounded by a wreath of red roses, and she raid on a pretty dress that fitted her to perfection.

It all struck ue as being very incongruous—this protty, fashionable lady who did not seem "n the least to mind all these ragged children clinging to her and trampling on her dress, and the ?hildren, who did not teem to be in the least afraid of the lady's s^yle or beauty.

The car was full of pooi people, who seemed to know her, too, foi they smiled at her and made room for her in away they had not done for me.

Presently I discovered that tho conductor was a acquaintance, too, for sud-

MRS. KATE IlOtTGLAS WIGGIN.

^x'^deiily ho stopped of his own accord and called or.t Silver street. Then there was r& a scampering and a scattering, and it flashed over mo that tho lady was Mrs. "Wiggin of kindorgarten fame.

Let me say here that Mrs. Wiggin :m**waa the pioneer of free kindergarten ^ork on the Pacific coast and tho organizer of tho Silver street school, tho ifirfifc free kindorgarten established west •"rot the Rocky mountains. ife. Mrs. Wiggin was born in Philadelphia and educated in Andover, Mass.,

Ifout Maine, where she declares she loves p^ievery stick and stono, claims her too. f^She spent many years of her childhood therein the small town of Iiollis, where last year she purchased a house with the intention of passing her summer in uninterrupted work. This residence is ap--ipropriately known as Quillcote.

It was the atmosphere of that region ••which lent color to those stories of hers about New England life and character, -which have appeared in The Atlantic Monthly.

For two years Mrs. Wiggin's winter A ibome has been near New York at Bronxfvillo.

There, the last time I saw her, she was acting in the capacity of cordon ton, of musician apd singer and poetapd humorist and hostess.

1 Women Who Mold Opinion.

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Of the many newcomers Miss Esther Singleton makes a specialty of literary and musical essays and novel entertainments, in which poetry, song and the piano are components. She has a delightful way of illustrating history, drama and verse with musical compositions. Miss Louise Stockton is emphatically a great literary teacher and master. She makes books living beings and makes even the dullest realize the organic relation between literature and daily life. Miss Beastonis an apostle of contemporaneous literature. She strives to induce women to read carefully American history, to understand what is going on around them and to master the great authorities in order to comprehend recurrent facts and questions. Miss Martina Johnstone is music personified. Sho is a master of its art and science. She can at a glance determine the strength and weakness of any student or amateur.

Miss Mary Proctor makes astronomy and mathematics simple and wonderfully fascinating. Miss Jessie H. Bancroft is the leader of physical culture, or muscular Christianity. In this field she finds the secret of health, beauty, grace, endurance and the power to work untiringly with either mind or body. Miss Field and Miss Yates aro both fine oriental scholars. Miss Stephens is an authority on South American topics. These and many others area power in tho parlor as well as on tho platform. They are leading their sisters upward into a highef and broader culture.—• Margherita Arlina Hamm in New York Mail and Express.

Corsets and tlie New Woman.

At the National Council of Women, which recently met in Washington, thr

ladies hekl a sort of experience meeting, with corsets for a text. It must have been an impressive and thrilling moment when Miss Susan B. Anthony confessed in public that, although she had worn them for years, sho did not approve of them, nor had she known a comfortable moment when incased in them.

I am afraid Susan laced, laced tight. Of course sho never knew a comfortable moment in them. Women with such ewelling ambitions and bubbling emotions could never bo made comfortable in any known combination of bone and coutil. But one cannot help woudering why such a strong minded woman should submit to a bondage she did cot approve of, when tho throwing off of shackles is just in her line.

In the olden times corsets were called "stays," and it was the work of two women to incase one waist. After the rear lacing was effected a kid covercd copper board was inserted between the tortured flesh and the stay. Manifestly a woman stayed in the machine after once getting into it. But wo have improved on all that, and now that the photographers have pronounced the throat and the flesh tints of Rachel Foster Avery the most beautiful that ever came under the camera, all the women will approve of reform dress. Woman's first duty is to be beautiful, or at least just as beautiful as her own physical limitations will admit of.

From the corset to the revision of the Bible is a far cry, but none too far for the audacity of woman.

The new woman is a restless creature, who, having slipped the old moorings, is grasping, out wildly in every direotioii for fresh anchorage. When, however, she undertakes to revise the Bible becanse some of the present translations do her sex fall justice, she is stopping into the ronlm of impionsness. -J-Jean-nette H-. WalworjSa.'

ROUNDEL.

My sweetest love, what time the night Hushes the roaring of tho street, And Dian shows her silvery light—

My sweet!

sit me down aud take a sheet

I Of paper, r.nd I try to write A dainty love song, trim and neat.

I try until the dawn is bright, But still the vorse is incomplete. Lcfve can't he told in black and white.

My sweet

THE NEW WOMAN.

'Oil, it puts me out of patience!" s.ud Miss Lambton-Hyatt, with a fretful movement of her shoulders. "I'm sorry," said I, "but you look very well when yOU"— "Oh, that is just it," she broke in angrily. "We are to be put off with a compliment, as if one cared for looks or"— "Or dresses," said I, glancing at the pretty gown which showed beneath the opera cloak. She winced. "One must dress somehow," said Miss Lamb-ton-Hyatt coldly. "Oh, yes, somehow," said I cheerfully. She regarded me with scorn and a little doubt "Of course, you think you have me in a corner. But I could explain it all." said she. Yes?" I asked. "If I liked," she said, and looked indifferently out of the window. "What station is this?" sheasked. "Oh, it's all right," I answered, and there wTas silence in tho carriage for a space. "I wish you would see it in the proper way, "she began presently, turning on me abruptly. ''I will endeavor to,'' said I politely. Pray explain.'' She frowned. "Well," said she, "yon must surely see that the evolution of woman is continuing. She has developed a great deal." "Of what?" I asked. "Of nothing," she exclaimed impatiently. "Her position has developed, and she must have more freedom." "Freedom?" I asked inquiringly. "Yes, freedom to come and go, freedom to live her own life. What is the difference, pray, between man and woman?" "Why"— said I. "There are certain differences, certainly," said Miss Lambton-Hyatt, hesitating, "but not the great distinctions that are vulgarly supposed. A woman has a mind, she has her own thoughts, and she ought to pursue her own career like a man. But marriage"—I began. "Pooh! Marriage!" said she contemptuously. "If she likes to marry, let her. So does a man, and it does not interfere with him. Then a woman,'' said I, trying to understand, "should be as much like a man as maybe?" Miss Lambton-Hyatt considered. "No," she said, "you put words into my mouth. I never said that." "Well?" I asked.

She ought to be as independent as a man," said she triumphantly. She looked her triumph at me, and my eyes wandered over her face, and to her hair and down again to the rich silk of her opera cloak "Why do you look at me like that?" asked Miss Lambton-Hyatt irritably. "I was thinking"— said "Oh, yes," she interrupted, "you were thinking that I am too weak or pretty or fragile to be independent. That's what men are always thinking. It's their stock argument Argument!" She laughed and turned to me again. "I put in practice my theories," she said deliberately and watching me for the effect of the thunderbolt. I started. "What do you mean?" I asked hastily. She nodded. "I live my own life now," said she. "Whose life did you"— But there I broke off, for Miss Lambton-Hyatt's handsome eyes were glittering. "Oh," I said feebly, "that is interesting!" "Do you think," she said, "that I am tied to a man's coattail like other girls?'' "No, indeed!" said I, shaking my head. "Do you think that I come and go at anyone's behest?" "No, no,"I said, shaking my head more firmly. "Do you think that I would obey—well, you, for instance?" "Good gracious, no!" I said in haste.

Do you think"— "Certainly not," I broke in hurriedly. "See how free I am," she went on warmly, and throwing back her cloak in her enthusiasm she waved her long, white arms significantly about the carriage. "Yes, indeed," I said, looking at the arms. "Here I am, at 11:30 at night, returning from a solitary expedition to the theater—all alone. "I am here," I put in bashfully. She looked at nio and frowned. "Oh, that is an accident," she said, "I met you. "A fortunate accident," I murmured. "What?" said Miss Lambtoi^-Hyatt sharply. For me," I added humbly. "Well," she said, ''is it not far better to be quite independent like this than to be forever hanging upon some one else for what you want, like an encumbrance?" "Ever so much better," I assented quickly.

The train rolled out of the station. Suddenly I leaped to my feet and thrust down the window. "Good heavens!" I cried. "What's the matter?" said Miss Lambton-Hyatt anxiously.

I pulled in my head, shut the window slowly and sat down opposite to her. "That was our station," I said. fc?he looked at me in distress. "You don't mean"— I nodded. "Unfortunately, yes."

She jumped up and pulled at the window frantically. "Please sit down," I said, "you can do no good now. The train can't possibly be stopped." She dropped into her seat, breathing hard. "What will happen?" sho asked. "Why"— said I. "We shall have to get out at the next station?" she said, with a note of interrogation in her voice and Eome embarrassment in her manner/"This train does not stop for 20 miles," I explained. "Oh!" she cried, blanching. "It is the last train," said I, "and there's no up train -before tomorrow morning." "Oh!" she cried again and stared at me. frightened. "What shall we do?" she asked in low tones. I shrugged my shonlders. "It is a nuisance, isn't it?" said I calmly. "Nuisance!" she said. "How can you take it so coolly? Oh, it's avtfful! It's dreadful! I"— And she choked back a sob and gazed at me with a scared face. "We can't even let them know," I said,

It te to telegra ph.'' Oh, Mr. Son* she cried brokenly, "what will

'ink?'' ''Perhaps they' 11 fan

cy yi the night in town," I said sootlaL,Y'Of course they're accustomed W our independent ways?" "How can you?" she cried. "How unkind of you, when I am so— They'll think I'm killed!" "Oh, no," said I cheerfully, "you mustn't think that!'! "But it's-so horrible," she exclaimed tearfully, "to be here, right away from every one!" "There's me," I said. "Y"es, yes I'm so glad you're here," she cried, staring restlessly about the carriage. "But—but—what must we do? Oh, do say something—do suggest something!" "We shall have to put up at a hotel," said I. "Hotel!" she exclaimed, looking at her dress and then at me. "But what will people think? WTiat will"— "Well, it's the same for me," said I nonchalantly. "Oh, but it's different with you!" she broke forth. "How can you compare the two cases? You're a man, aud"— "You're a woman," I finished for her.

She eyed me. You are very unki nd,'' she said tearfully. "You take advantage of me." "Indeed," I protested, 'Twill do exactly what you tell me. Only give me your instructions. She wrung her hands. "But I have none," she exclaimed. "I have no idea what to do. I"—

I sat looking at her. "You might have seen what station it was and fold me," she said presently in a reproachful voice. "I beg your pardon," said I apologetically, "but I was listening to you. You were so interesting in what you were saying about the independence"— "Oh, please don't!" said she.

Her humiliation was so complete that I had not the heart to proceed, and I was silent.

The train slackened, settled down to an easier pace and crept decorously into the station. Wo landed upon a desolate stretch of platform and stood miserably watching the lights go out. "Well, hero we are," said I cheerfully as darkness slowly enveloped us. Miss Lambton-Hyatt burst into tears. I entreated her, I coaxed her, I comforted her. If I remember, I took her hand'in mine. She was a pitiful little figure, with her weeping face above the gay beauty of her gown. "Oh, what shall I do?" she moaned piteously. "Don't leave me," she wailed, and held me tight "Stay," said I, "we will see what can be done.

I found the station master going to bed and conferred with him. Then I returned, and Miss Lambton-Hyatt clutched me. "Don't leave me again," she implored. "This darkness and loneliness are so horrible. Oh, it's all right,'' 1 said. "There's a sort of milk train passing up in ten minutes or so.'' Her eyes opened and shone even in the darkness. "We will go up in it," I added reassuringly. "And we shall get back?" she cried eagerly. "By 1 or thereabouts," I answered "That's not so very late," she remarked

She sighed with relief and dropped my hand. There was a little pause, and then she turned to me. "Thank you very much, Mr. Somerville," said she.

We spoke little till the train came, but as the engine came puffing through Miss Lambton-Hyatt eyed it with favor, and then, "It's a bother getting to bed so late," she remarked quite coolly.

We made the journey in silence. I think we had both a good deal to reflect upon. "You will think," said Miss Lamb-ton-Hyatt as I conducted her to her home, "that I have betrayed my sex.

I protected. "No," said sho peremptorily, "it is idle to deny it. I know what you are thinking." "In that case, of course," said I. "But you are wrong," said she frankly, turning upon her doorstep. "I have a latchkey," she explained. "Of course," I assented. "No you are wrong,'' she repeated, lifting her line eyes and regarding the white stars in philosophic beatitude. "No doubt, 1 agreed. "You see,'' went on Miss Lamb-ton-Hyatt, taking no heed of me, "our cases were quite different. You had no one to be anxious about you." "Not a soul," I said. "And then I was in evening dress, which is not suitable, and— aud rather embarrassing when"— "Certainly," I said promptly. "The cases are quite different, and if I had been in evening dress, and, still more, if I had had some one to be anxious about me, I should"— "Yes, Mr. Somerville, just as much as I was,'' she said firmly. "Well, now," said I, "why not let us put the cases square?" "What do you mean?" sho asked, looking puzzled. "Why," said I, "give me some one to be anxious about me. "You can't invent people like that," sho roplied, and turning her back on me put the key in the latch. ttop!" I called. Don't turn that!" Sho fared me indignantly. "What right"— sho exclaimed. I seized her hand—tho one with the key. "Answer me," I said authoritatively. "Will you square tlie cares?"

A flood of color surged over her face. "Sliouldn-'t I be increasing my oT.vn responsibilities very much?" she asked, with a little, low lau »h. "Oh, I will take those!" I answered, pulling her closer.—H. B. Marriott-Watson in New Budget

A Doctor's Uncollected Fee.

Several years ago I was under a Dr. Smithers of Galesburg, Ills. One day he was called to treat a patient who had been seized with a severe attack of colic. The patient was one of the richest business men in Galesburg, and was noted as being very penurious. Dr. Smithers found his patient hardly able to talk, but between his groans he managed to gay to the physician, "Oh, doctor, I don't think you can do anything for me, but if you can save my life I will give you $500." Dr. Smithers smiled and started to administer relief. In a few minutes the patient remarked to the doctor that lie did not think it was any use, but if he was cured he would owe him his life. Six months later Dr. Smithers sued him for a small fee of. $8 for on© visit—Kansas City Journal.

~J'« SELJAN'S MURDERERS.

A. Bitnamt Cart Used to Conve the Dei:.:! liody to the Kiver.

OMAHA, July !).—The police have clis?ov"rod the manner in winch the body of John beljan was taken from the room in which he was butchered la: fc week to the river. The r-lirce limvtlerars carried thu body through town in a banana carl. They vo/e seen by Thomas Ksuney, a Union Pucilio engineer. At o'clock last Wednesdn}luovir.ii:," his engine was standing on the Soai-h Thirteenth street viaduct. Hearing a noise in the street below he glanced down. Three men were conveying a myst-erio" burden along Thirteenth street. $ loaded on a cart, such as are useu iK, the fruit vender-, which had been previously suggested as such a vehicle as the murderers would be likely to have used, since the boardinghouse of the accused is a great resort of fruit venders.

Two of the men were walking some distance ahead and looking around as though to give warning if they should happen upon any belated pedestrians. The third mau was pushing the cart at as rapid a pace as possible. It was the contents of the cart that struck the engineer as being peculiar. It contained some object wrapped in a heavy blanket which completely concealed it. Kinney was at once struck with the resemblance which the object bore to a human body. It had the shape of the body of a large man. The object was too long for the cart and extended a couple of feet over the front end.

This clears up the last mystery in connection with tiio horrible affair. The live perse.is have not yet been arraigned.

LIBERTY BELL GOING SOUTH.

Visitors to tlie Atlantic Exposition Can Soo tlie Valued llelic.

PHILADELPHIA, July 9.—The special committee of councils having charge of the transportation of the liberty bell to Atlanta for exhibition at the coming exposition in that city met yesterday afternoon and perfected plans for the trip. Letters were, read from the governor of Georgia, the mayor of Atlanta and the governor general of the exposition, assuring the peopie of Philadelphia that the greatest effort would be inane to properly care for the relic while it was in tv south.

It was stilted vJie meeting that the opposition to the removal of the bell, which at one time threatened to take the form of an injunction, has almost entirely disappeared, many of those who formerly opposed tho trip nowbeing in favor of it.

Indications.

Fair, cooler weather westerly winds.

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AT LOUISVILLE—

Cincinnati 3 10 1 0 10 1 0— 7 11 Brooklyn 1 0 0 0 3 2 0 3 2—11 19 2 Batteries—Parrott and Murphy Lucid and Grim. Umpire—Emslie.

Louisville 0 00002310—6 13 1 Washington... .0 0200000 0— 2 9 3 Batteries—Cunningham and Warner Boyd and ttfcGuire. Umpire—McDonald.

AT CLEVELAND— II E Cleveland 0 0 0 0 0020 2— 4 84 Philadelphia 001002000—3 84

Batteries—Cuppy and O'Connor Carsey and Clements. Umpire—Keefe. AT ST. LOUIS— II E St. Louis 0 001200000—3 9 2 Baltimore 0 0 1 0 ft 1 0 1 0 1- 4 11 0

Batteries—Stalev andOtten Holler and Clark. Umpire—Jevne. AT CHICAGO— E Chicago 0 0 2 20000 1— 5 82 New i'ork 0 2 0 0 2 0 0 0 0— 4 3

Batteries—Terry and Donohue Meekin, Clark and Farrell. Umpire—Murray.

THE MARKETS.

Kevieiv of the Grain ami Livestock Markets

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Wheat Spring wheat, No. 1 hard, 7'ic winter wheat, No. 2 red, No. 1 white, Ttic. Corn—No. 2 yellow, 51!4'C NO. 3 yellow, 50J£o No. 2 corn, 50c. Oats—No. 2 vhite, 3:J(^3:23-ic No. 8 while, 31U'c No. 2 mixed. 28c. Cattle—Fair demand for good fat handy cattle of all kinds. Hogs—Good mediums. -?5 40$5 4.*» common to good heavy, •i-o 00 roughs, $1 25^4 75 pig:- $f 35 45 stags, $3 50 (tf 4 U0. Sheop and lambs—Export ewes and wethers, 2o(&3 5 good to priinihandy wethers, *3 25it£i5 50 fair to good mixed sheep, 50@3 00 common to fair, $2 25(«2 50 clipped yearlings, good to choice. §o 75(tt4 00 fair to good yearlings, $3 O0(i£3 35 spring lambs, common to choice, §3 50(&5 60. 12oston.

Wool—Ohio and Pen usyl vania- XXX 20® 21c, XX and above lSfrjsl'.Kj, 17c, No. 1 Jo $21c, No. 2 213i'(&22<-. fine unwashed liic. nil merchant able Ohio combing No. 1 %(@U-blooa, 2le No. 2 ^-blood, 22@23e Ohio delaine 20c. Michigan anil above 115c, No. 1 l'.KWuc, No. 2 2l(t§22c, fine unwashed 11© 12c. unmerchantable 13c, Michigan combing No. 1,

:-H@/4_blood,

2()c No. 2 '-blood, 21i^22i,

Michigan delaine [email protected]. Kentucky, Indiana and Missouri: Combing^-blood, 18($19c do }:i-blond, 18£(£20o eombini? braid 17«418e, clothings-blood, 18«'19c clothing J-i-blooil, 18(jJ9c clothingcoar.se, 18c.

Pittsburg.

Cattle—Prime, $5 30(«i5 50 good, $1 50% 4 80 good butchers, #4 10($4 oO bulls, stags and cows, $1 75(t§3 25 rough fat, §3 00@4 00 fresl. cows and springers, £1-J (tf}40. Hojrs—Philadelphias, $5 50(ii5 )5, best Yorkers. $5 45@5 50 common to tanYorkers, §5 30((( 5 4) roughs, $3 50^ 4 50. Sheep—Export, $3 S0«jM 00 (xtra, 30(«:3 50 good, $2 70($3 00 common to fair, 50c(((i#l 50 best, lambs, $3 «M3 h0 good, S5(S3 10 common to fair, $1 50(i 2 50 spring lambs, §2 00(^4 75 veal calves, $5 25(.c)o 00.

Cincinnati Tobacco.

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Offerings Rejections Actual sales 1,0N Receipts -"'I0-'

The range of prices on the offerings tor the week was as follows: 220, $1 !"(.' 95 310, $4(0(5 95 311, $(i(«)7 95 203, $8(«5'. 95 l, $ 10(^11 75 183, SI2^ 11 75 ISO, iU5((19 7o 64, $20@24 75 4, £25(425 25 1, $28 50.

Cincinnati.

Wheat. 74($74 J-jO. Corn 49c. Cattle—Selected butchers, $4 50 00 fair to medium, $3 (50®4 35 common. *'&(<£ 3 50. Hogs—Selected and prime butchers, $5 15@5 25 packing, $4 95(($5 15 common to rough. $-1 50(?4 90. Sheep—$1 2uj3 (0. Spring lam ha—52 50@5 l6. .r

Gliloago.

Hogs—Selected butchers, $5 3o($5 40 packers, $4 95®6 35. Cattle—Prime steers. $4 40g$5 90 others. $3 25®5 40 cows and bulls, $2 00@3 «5 .Sheep $1 60(^3 75. Spring lambs—$3 00(^5 75.

Now York.

Cattle—r2 35($5 70.

Sheep—$1 5001 00j

iambs. $3 76. -f\

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