Indiana State Sentinel, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 May 1894 — Page 11

THE INDIANA STATE SENTINEL. WEDNESDAY MORNING, MAI 30, 189 i TWELVE PAGES.

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THAT INSIDIOUS GAME.

From the Diary of Jones.

J'TlTe shall have to play, repeated Mrs. fones with emphasis; "you'll see, Algernon; whether we like It or not, we shall tiave to play. I don't see how we can get tmt of it." It is so like a woman to insist that rhen you stay at a friend's house you fnust join in all their amusements! I emiled at Maria In her porner and shook fey head. I had played golf once. The J-ecollection steeled me to resist for five fc-ears all the pressure the fellows brought to bear on me to join the club at Tooting. That one gam of mine was played In Arran. The links, my host averred, were as- "sporting" as any hi Scotland. Jle had laid out the course himself, and 'Would rot admit that Prestwlck was a bit better. St. Andrews itself could not "beat thr.se Arran links, in his opinion. As for the game, in justice to myself I must eay that I approached it in an unbiassed Cpirlt. But after one morning, most of rtvhich I spent looking for my lost 'ball tar, to be accurate, "balls," for I lost four f after scratching my hands to rags and breaking a clu I felt qualified to form tin opinion of the game, and that opinion J have retained ever since. A game which consists of hitting a ball and going1 to look for It, and hitting it again, if you are lucky enough to find it. seems to me fe. pastime suitable to harmless lunatics. I said this, or something like it, to Maria, who had put down her book to try to convince me that I should have to play fct the Barrys. "So you have told me before," she relied rather shortly i "however, you will Eee. Put away the paper, and strap up 'the rus?, like a good boy. We are just liiere." By the time I got our things together the train had stopped. "While I jrot porter3 to look after the baggage, Mrs. is ones went to see if the carriage was Outside. "The coachman brought a note from Alice." said she as she rejoined me; "she (wants us tt wait for Mr. Monkton, who ,4s coming by the 6:13 from Paddington." . So Monkton was to be there too. Sensible fellow, Monkton; we dined together 'at the club one night last winter Mrs. Jon s was out of town and really I think ho was more sarcastic about golfers than I was. I can stand alone, of course, but it is pleasant to have an ally. , The 6:15 was late. So Mrs. Jones sat 'In the carriage while I strolled about. J hate waiting- for trains, and after twenty minutes' idling, suggested to iMaria that we should go on and leave Monkton to follow in a cab. However, ?ehe would not hear of it; she said the ! carriage had been sent for him as well ;as for u?; it was four miles to the Earry3, and Monkton mightn't be able Ito get a fly. I went back and kicked my heels for another quarter of an hour, and was tolerably cros when the train came 'In and Monkton got out. ; "Hallo, old chap! I'm afraid you have :ieen kept waiting. Mrs. Barry wrote me that we should drive up together. How's vour wife? Train is late; been waiting long?" "Oh, no," I replied; "only five-and-Ihirty minutes or so." Monkton said I mustn't blam1 him as If I were likely to and taking my arm, said we must get his baggage. His portmanteau and hat-box were discharged from the van at last, and I called a porter. "Wait a bit, wait a bit!" cried Monkton. "Haven't got all my things yet. Confound it why Here, guard!" "What's wrong?" I asked with concern, for Monkton takes things easily as n rule. He had bounded Into the van, p-nd was searching among the heais Ct luggage, high and low. "They can't have been left behind!" he wailed, dustir.g his hands together as he Jumped out. "What can't have been left behind?" "My Oh. hi, guard!" From the way he flew after the man I began to think the loss was something serious. Two minutes later he came back, carrying a long brown canvas bag under his arm. "All right," he remarked cheerily; "they Kvere In the other van." "Golf clubs!" I exclaimed. "You. Monkton you. You don't mean to tell me" I'm sure my voire faltered "that you have taken to golf?" "I do." retorted the abandoned creature: "and so will you before you're tnuch older." Passing over this observation, which was distinctly uncalled for, I asked him .when he took up the game. "Let's see," he .said. "I stayed with the Barrys last April. I bought my fclubs afterward." "They had the disease, and you caught lt." I sneered. "Just so. It's awfully Infectious, and It's chronic. You'll catch it too. Look here; I know a man who wants to pell a set of nearly new clifbs. When JOU " "One word. Monkton. if you please. Tou know what I think about golf; I don't change my mind" glancing at his tlubs "and I beg you won't talk in that Strain to me any more; it's childish." I did not say much to him during the drive. He had irritate me. and I wished o put him down a little. It is certainly a beautiful house, and the Barrys seem to be nice people, though the whole family did follow up their welcome by deploring our omission to bring cur golf clubs. (Any one would think frolf clubs were as indispensable as umbrellas!) The truth is. a regular golf atmosphere pervades the house. There are odd clubs in the umbrella stand, club tags hanging on the hat-pegs, and a plate on the hall table was full of balls tr.ore or less knocked about. Miss Barry wears a brooch of a tiny gold golf club end pearl ball, and her brother Charley a tie-pin of similar design. When I admired the lawn from the drawing room window, Mr. Barry, sr., said: "Oh, the putting green. There are very fair hazards on that bank and down by those trees." At dinner, the talk is of quarries and bunkers, cleeks, niblicks and mashies (whatever they may be). I had to confess that my first and last game was played In Arran five years ago. I thought I saw Miss Barry smile when I said it was my last. I don't think much of one-ideaed people. Two or three times I tried to turn the conversation. I offered them the last novel, the war in South Africa, the long drought: but it was no use. The talk Grifted back to golf again somehow, and Stayed there. By the time the ladies got up to leave the table, I hated the game r.ro than ever. "Aren't they all nice?" Maria whispered lo me in the drawing-room afterward. "Yt-s, very," I agreed. It had been a capital dinner. Barry's cook is an artist. ''But, I say, Maria, they all have got r!f on the brain." "I was afraid it bored you, dear. I got rather tired of cleeks and smashers myfelf. But. Algy " "Well?" "Will yu drive them us Up to the links tomorrow? . Mrs. Barry wants th coachman In the afternoon, and Charley Iiarry can't drive, and' I should be nervous If Mr. Monkton drove on these hills." "I suppose I must, under the circumstances; but " "It's all right, Alice," my wife called to Miss Barry; "Algernon will drive us." Miss Barry came over to us and explained that the link.? were five miks away, and that their practice was to put up the horse at a friend' house for the day. Thus, when the coachman was wanted at home, he could not go. I wish the coachman was like a younger son, "not -wanted at heme." Now I was fairly let in for a day on the links. J had not bargained for that, when I said 2 would drive. "You needn't play, dear, if you don't jtvant to," said Maria, in answer to my

mild reproaches, when we were alone upstairs. That was just one of those obvious statements which annoy me; Maria is always saying things like that. The road to the links was up-hill nearly all the way, so the journey took some time, and allowed me to improve my acquaintance with Miss Barry. She is a great friend of Maria's, and last night I had been quite unable to understannd what a sensible woman like Maria saw in her to like. I must confess that I was agreeably surprised. During the whole drive she did not mention golf till we came in sight of the links, and then only to point them out, and revert at once to our discussion on technical education in village schools, a subject on which she discovered very discriminating views. "I only wish," she said, "we could get the authorities to adopt the scheme somebody sketched out in the last Nineteenth Century." I could not help smiling. I had written the article myself. "It was so well thought out." she continued. "There was nothing impracticable or Utopian in it." Maria was listening, so I told Miss Barry that I was the author of the article, before she could say any more nice things about it. It Is so embarrassing to have one's work praised In the dark. I fear I did more than my share of the conversation after that until we reached the links. "She is nice, isn't she?" said Maria, taking advantage of Miss Barry's disappearance into the cottage which did duty as headquarters of their golf club. I felt I could say "Yes" honestly. "I say, this is a bore," said Monkton. coming out of the cottage. "There's only one caddie here. He can't carry all our clubs; let's send him to call some more." "I'd rather not do that," said Miss Barry. "We always try not to encourage them to play truant from school. retr Moule can carry Mis. Jones's clubs, and we will carry our own." I was touched by her strong sense of right "You must allow me to be your caddie, Miss Barry." I -raid. She protested a little, but I pfssed myself of her bag and slung it on my shoulder. After all. it was more sociable to remain with them, even though I did not play. I was not asked to play. My business was to follow Mi.s Barry, and take care that she did not bruise my knuchles thrusting clubs back into the bag. She changed her .lub at every stroke; it seemed affectation the way she discussed the proper club with Monkton. I should not like to eaj-n my living as a caddie. The links were on a range of hills scarred all over the quarries, and when we got among them, I wished I had gone for a quiet walk. Whenever Monkton or Miss Barry hit the ball into a quarry, I was expected to scramble down and throw it up; and while I climbed out again, ruining my boots on the stones, they played on and left me to follow with the clubs. Twice Monkton left his for me to bring on; he said he forgot them. The ninth time I was sent down a quarry, I struck. I pottered about and pretended I couldn't find the ball. "You come and look," I shouted to Monkton; "you hit it in." He didn't seem to hear; but Miss Barry came to the edge and called down that she thought it was under a rock to the right. They could not go on without the ball, so I determined to keep them waiting. I sat down and lit my pipe. After Fmoklng for ten minutes. I thought they had had a lesson, and might be depended on to help another time, so I climbed up the stone-wall on to the grass again. I was very angry when I reached the top. Monkton and Miss Barry were a quarter of a mile away down the hill. They had left their bags for me to carry; that proved what affectation it was their bringing out a dozen clubs each. "We took a new ball." explained Monkton as I came up. "Oh! I I'm glad you didn't wait," I said, feeling rather sold. "I'm afraid it is very slow work for you. Mr. Jones." said Miss Barry, as we walked on to the next hole. "There are no more quarries for some time now. Will you score for us? You have to keep our score in this column, and our opponents' in that," she said. "You see? I hope it will make the game more interesting for you." It could not make it less interesting; but she meant to be kind, and I accepted the task. We joined Maria and Charley Barry at the seventh hole; it was more lively when we were all together. Before we reached the last hole I caught myself advising Maria how to play the ball out of a cart-rut. and it gave me a distinct thrill of pleasure when I was able to announce that she and Charley Barry had won. "They have won," exclaimed Monkton. rushing over to me and taking the card from my hand. 'Why. 'they are ninetynine, and we are ninety-two." "Well ? They've got most." Monkton looked at me and growled something about "anyone with a grain of sense," which I Ignored. Relations between us were rapidly growing trained. We lunched on the grass in the Fhelter of a. wall. It had been hot in the quarries; but the day under these circumstances was perfect. I should gladly have remained there smoking all the afternoon, but the three enthusiasts would not let us. "Mr. Jones must play this afternoon," said Miss Barry: "I can't allow him to do nothing but fetch and carry for us." "He won't play." growled Monkton from behind his plp-bowl. "He hates It; can't hit a ball to save his life." Nothing else would have induced me to touch a club. "I will play with great pleasure, Miss Barry," I said, "if you will make allowance for a beginner." Monkton's rudeness had put me on my mettle. I resolved .to show him that I was not such a duffer as he thought, and that I could play golf without going mad about It. I used Miss Barry's clubs. I don't care to blow my own trumpet. I will only say that I surprised myself. Maria was delighted; and Charley Barry dubbed me a "dark horse." The course from the third hole lay down along slope, at the bottom of which we could see the little red flag on the putting green. The caddie teed the ball, and I made my drive; a beauty, though I say it clean, hard and straight. The ball fell just on the edge of the putting green. "flood shot!" burst from every one, Monkton included. "You might do this hole in two, Mr. Jones," said Miss Barry. The others played, and we all walked down; it took all th others another shot to come up to my ball. As we went, Charley Barry told me It was the ambition of everybody who played on these link to do this particular hole In two" strokes. The professional from St. Andrews who laid out the course had done it in two; no one hod ever done so since. "It's a shot for the putter, I think." said Monkton, scrutinizing the He of my ball carefully as we all stood around it. "Iron, If you ask me," said Charley Barry. While they discussed lt. I called the caddie, and chose the club I thought most suitable. "The lofter!" cried Monkton and Barry together. "I don't know what Its name Is," I said, "and, what's mere, I don't care. It looks as If it would lift the bail over that little ridge, and I'm going to play with it." "I'm not at all sure that your husband Isn't right," I overheard Miss Barry say to Maria. Probably because I did not much mind whether I failed or not, I succeeded, amid breathless silence, Jn holding the ball. Monkton insisted on shaking hands with me; and the others congratulated me as warmly as though I had come Into half a million of money. "He has anatural eye for the game,"

Miss Barry said In an undertone. Perhaps she was right; it is not for me to say. I must admit that there seems scope for skill of a kind in golf, and I will not deny that a long, clean drive affords one a certain gratification; but it is not a pastime that is at all likely to enslave me as it does some people. I have known fellows start for the links at Tooting in the rain and play the whole of a wet day. That always struck me as folly. "What club should you use here?" inquired Miss Barrp, as the candle teed her ball for the eighth hole. The ground was broken up and hollowed by small -quarries in the. direct line; if you failed to ctear them all at the first stroke, it cost you a dozen cr twenty points to get out again. "I should take the long driver and playwell over to the level ground on the left," I said. She followed my advice, and Justified it by doing the hole in five strokes. Perhaps It is worth mentioning that I did it in six, and that Monkton. who took his own line, did it in thirteen. "Golf Is not merely hard hitting and careful putting." Miss Barry observed; "it wants judgment and discretion as well." I thought it was a gentle backhander at Monkton; he certainly deserved it. We were all rather tired when we finished the round (I won it. by the wav).

J and were quite ready for tea when we got home. Monkton and Charley Barrywent out immediately afterward, and played on the putting green till the dressing bell rang. Next day, at Miss Barry's express request, I drove the party out again. I have no very clear recollection of the discussion which led to my consenting to play. I did not want to, but I hold it a duty to sacrifice one's self for the pleasure of the people you are staying with, and they made a point of it.. "It is very curious," Monkton remarked as we climbed the hill to the second hole, "how well a fellow always begins. The really trying stage comes next, when you can't hit a ball till you have missed it a dozen times." "When should I reach that second stage?" I asked humbly. Monkton said: "That all depends" he is a lawyer and added, he thought he saw indications of It already. This made me nervous. Yesterday and until now I had played boldly, hitting the ball clean every time as a matter of course. Now I caught myself waggling for fully a minute before I dared strike; and only too often when I did strike I either topped the ball or dug up the turf behind it: very strange that I never missed the ball when the possibility of doing so had not occurred to me. I wish Monkton would mind his own business. After lunch, Monkton began telling some of his old stories, and so I seized an opportunity of suggesting that we should have another round. Miss" Barry proposed playing sides she. Maria, and I to play the other two. Maria would play better if she would take advice occasionally. I could not induce her to use the right weapon at the right time; it Is so ridiculous to try and put with a lofting iron; and It is not fair to your side. She resented my remonstrances, saying that I didn't kr w any more about golf than she did; which is absurd, seeing that I have played on links admittedly the most sporting In Scotland. I was a little vexed, ti-. by her want of interest in the game today; she talked local gossip to Miss Barry all the time, and once completely spoiled my stroke by asking an irrelevant question at the critical moment. "I wish, my dear, you would wait till I have made my stroke." I said gently. "Now we shall be ten for this hole instead of nine." "Why. Algy! you are always interested in strange birds." ?he exclaimed with open eyes; "and I believe it was a kestrel." I had recovered form considerably during the afternoon round, and had no real complaint to make against myself until, at the last hole, I managed to put a good ten paces past .it a pure blunder, which cost us the game. I was vexed with myself and thought over the stroke a good deal as we drove home. After tea I slipped out of the drawing-room and took an iron and a ball to play it over again. I practiced the shot until I was satisfied, and was just going in to write some letters, when Charley Barry came out and asked me to siiay and have a round with him. I thought I might as well; I always think, you know, one should be out of doors as much as possible during a holiday. The next morning was cloudy and threatening; the wagonette was wanted to fetch somebvdy from the station in the afternoon, too, and altogether it seemed as if we shouldn't be able to go up to the links. "We should have to walk back." Miss Barry said. "Won't it be too much for Maria?" I said that was for Maria to decide; she vowed she could do it easily. I had some qualms about It; but she appeared anxious to go; so we went. There were two or three heavy showers during '.he morning; the others sought shelter; but I played on alone. I had my mackintosh, and it seemed as if I had quite got over the "second stage" already for I never missed a shot, and made some awfully good ones. I wanted to make sure, and would not stop if I could help it. While we were lunching in the cottage, it began to drizzle hopelessly and heavily. "I don't believe we could see a ball fifty yards away in this." grumbled Monkton, as we gathered round the cottage door to watch the fine, driving clouds of rain. Miss Barry said sadly that there was no hope of its clearing up. and Maria and she would not go round again. They would wait a bit, and go straight home. "Miss Barry is right." said Monkton, knocking out his pipe." "It isn't good enough. I shall go home with the ladies. But. Jones if you want to play another round, you can use my clubs." I don't think he expected I should accept them; his tone was not quite serious. "Shall we have another game. Charley?" I asked. "We may as well get wet on the hill as on the road." He agreed. I accepted Monkton's offer, and we went off together. The caddies had not come back, so we had to carry our own bags. I'm not quite sure that carrying a heavy weight in the hand improves one's play, but that is merely an idea. We had a glorious game that afternoon, in spite of the rain; it was a little difficult to follow a hard-driven ball through the misty drizzle, but the weather was not too thick to make it impossible. We made record-time round, and when we came to the last hole, I was quite ready to play another. But Charley thought we ought to be making a start for home; so we played a cr.iss-country game over the hills till we hit the road. Then we shouldered our bags and trudged homeward through the mud. "I say," I said, as we reached the porch, "we can't go into your mother's drawing-room like this." "We are in a considerable mess," he admitted, running his eye over our legs. "And it's too early to change for dinner." I continued. Charley put down his bag in the porch, and 'drew out an iron. "Come on," he said; "the rain's nothin'," We were playing our sixth round on the putting green when Maria called me from her window: "Algy! the-dressing bell rang twenty minutes ago, and "it's pouring rain. Do come in. Bemember your bronchitis. Are you mad?" I started. I had not noticed the bell; and I was surprised to find that it was raining, and very heavily, too; there was quite a little spout of water running from each sleeve. As I picked up my ball. I realized how weak is man before golf; I had got it pot it badly;' and I never even felt It coming on. Maria thinks my new golf outfit very nice, but says my extravagance in getting all those clubs is shameful. Chambers's Journal. Will Have lo Be. Agnes "Well, I went a husband who is easily pleased." Maud "Don't worry, dear; that' the kind you'll get." Texas Sifting.

WOMAN AND HER HOME. !

HOW MISS MAItT BATES, THE DECORATOR, MADE HER START. SfrenRtH In IV omen Faahlona Mr Jadlcfoti Lighting: Stirring and Beating: A Train Bearer Fr the Health of the Eye An Aid to Sleeping. The name of Miss Mary Bates is a household world in her native state California and her success is pointed to as the only one achieved by a woman In the especial line of work she has undertaken the decoration of homes for parties, weddings and funerals. In telling .how she came to avoid the conventional methods by which & woman can gain a livelihood and adopt this original means of support she once said: "I was brought up, like lots cf other girls, to think that work was demeaning to womanhood. My father died when I was quite young. This was all very well until I fell sick and ran up a doctor's bill for $300 for mother to pay. Then I said to myself. 'See here, Mary Bates, if you haven't enough spunk in you at least to buy your own gloves and shoes for the next year you'd better die.' "So I went to work to think out a way. My friends had always considered that I possessed a pretty knack for grouping flowers and could make up a bow or a bouquet more quickly and1 successfully than most folks. Acting on that remembrance, I dressed myself and went to call on a. woman who stood high on the social ladder. Of course it was somewhat to my advantage that I knew such a woman, and that she knew enough of me to give me her interested attention. But I was perfectly aware that the step I was contemplating would forever bar me from an entrance to her home on an equality of social standing. I said to her: 'The next party you have, let me be the decorator. If I fail, nobody will know it. and if I succeed it will be the first stepping stone. "Well, it happened that the lady was to give a dinner party within the next fortnight and she gave me permission to undertake it. I went to three or four of my friends and told them they must help me. We made that woman's diningroom and table a dream. We avoided conventionality and stiffness with an amazing result. Everybody talked about Mrs. So-and-So's delightful party, and my friend was kind enough to give my name to all who inquired who the decorator might be. The result was that I had two calls within a very short time to repeat my success." Of course after this Miss Bates's fame grew fast, and now she has half a dozen helpers, and at the end of seven years a good income and absolute independence. She has a storeroom and workshop, also a delivery wagon. When word is sent that Mrs. A gives a party on such an evening, the seven girls take possession of the place at the appointed time. Each girls wears a long white apron, a carpenter's belt of pockets holding everything from needles and thread to hammer and tacks. When the tables are ready, they arrange them to suit themselves avoiding set floral designs, using cniefly loose flowers, wreaths, ferns and branches. Weekly orders are sent hundreds of miles into the woods for ferns, mosses and wild flowers. Funerals are undertaken as wel1 as weddings and parties. Not long agothey padded the walls of a room from celling to subbase with lilies and made a canopy overhead of the same pure blossoms. In the center stood the coffin of a young girl covered with a rail of maidenhair and violets. Miss Bates is the young woman who was sent, with four others, to decorate the California state building at the world's fair. N. Y. Sun. SlrriiKlh in Women Fnslilonabl. "There is no doubt," writes Mrs. Fenwick Miller in the London Young Woman, "that women have a great deal more stamina and strength than we have been led to suppose. Indeed the contrast is great between the girl of today and the old idea of a woman as a fragile, helpless creature, and the notion that once held ground that health, strength, a good appetite and the capacity to bear fatigue were unwomanly and among the many pleasant prerogatives of the other sex has been more signally overthrown by the women of today than even the other ancient standing idea of their sex's hopeless intellectual inferiority. "Good Dr. Gregory, in the last century, when he wrote a manual of 'Advice to His Daughters,' that was so much approved as to become a textbook of conduct for our great-grandmothers as girls, told them that they should carefully conceal the possession of good health and never talk before men of their strength and capacity, to bear fatigue, for If they were thought to be well and strong 'we recoil from them In a way they are little aware of.' Dear me! How very silly those recoiling great-grandpapas of ours appear to us today! "Our far more sensible young men have learned that good health and strength of physique among women mean good temper, good company and a capacity to bear up the woman's end of the log of life without murmuring at the hardship and without a final lapse into invalidism, so they do not recoil from the strong and healthy girl any more, and she on her part has taken full advantage of the change of sentiment and has set herself successfully to prove that health and strength really mean Increased refinement and grace, instead of a loss of those precious feminine attributes." Judicious Lighting. "Dining at a friend's house recently," says a New York woman, "I was conscious through the meal that the light was most gratefully arranged, and that everybody looked at her best. Finally I discovered that the mellow radiance which was so acceptable came from above the table, but was not shed down upon it, but up and out into the room, while the dinner company sat in a grateful shadow which was yet entirely illuminating. This was managed by a large circular metal shade, suspended by metal chains in an inverted position, perhaps three feet above the table. The bottom of the shade was flat and the sides tall, measuring probably eighteen inches. "The lamp was a kerosene one of a single powerful burner, and the sides of the shade. I was told, were lined with strong reflectors planned to concentrate and force the rays up and out in a wide effulgence. A circular opening in the bottom of the shade permitted the lamp to be drawn down through it for lighting and replenishing, which opening, however, was perfectly closed when the lamp was in position, permitting no smallest ray to escape downward. This particular lamp, with Its beautiful and ornamental shade of dull metal, was a trophy of travel in the orient and is not to be duplicated for the liking to do so, but the principle of the lighting ought to be possible to copy with a little effort and experiment. Several tall single candlesticks with shades stood on the table, adding a soft color tone to the light, whose charm should be enjoyed to be fully appreclted. In summer there is no heat, and at all times there Is no glare, and altogether it appeared to me a most novel, artistic and delightful plan." For the Siek Room. An excellent porridge for persons kept on a liquid diet Is made from a pint of milk, a rounded tablespoonful of white Indian meal and one-half tablespoonful of flour. Heat the milk In a double boiler and mix the meal and flour with a little cold milk. When the milk is hot, stir in the flour and meal and cook thirty minutes, stirring occasionally. Strain Into a hot bowl and season. Nothing Is

more nauseating than a thick, lumpy gruel. If milk gruel is ordered for a patient, make it in the same way as the above, using a tablespoonful of flour. To vary the flavor If the iatlent is kept on the gruel some time, boll a dozen raisins in a little water and then cook them In the milk. Strain before using and do not break the raisins in the milk. The frothed white of an egg stirred into this gruel makes it very nutritious. Do not add it, however, until the gruel is taken from the fire.

Stlrrlnjar and Dentin. Every young housekeeper should thoroughly understand the difference between stirring and beating. Many dishes are spoiled because these things are not clearly understood. In stirring the object is to combine the ingredients or to make a substance smooth. The spoon is kept -rather close to the bottom and sides of the bowl and is worked around and around in the mixture until the object is attained. Beating is employed for two purposes first, to break up a substance, as in beating eggs for breading or for custards; second, for, making a substance light by imprisoning air in it. This is the case when; we beat the whites of eggs. cake, batter, etc. The movement is very different from stirring. The spoon or whisk at every stroke Is partially lifted from the bowl and brings with it a portion of the materials that are being beaten, which carries air with it in falling back. It is not the number of strokes that makes substances light, but rather the vigor and rapidity with which the beating is done. When using a spoon or whisk for beating, take long, upward strokes, the more rapid the better. The spoon should touch the bottom of the bowl each time, and the motion must be regular. Another way to beat is to use the circular motion, in case the side of the spoon is kept close to the side of the bowl. The spoon is moved rapidly in a circle, carrying with It a portion of the ingredients. London Gentlewoman. A Train Hearer. In a supposably serious account of women's patents is a remarkable one credited to aji English woman. The parent is entitled, "Train support and train bearer for ladies gowns," and is thus explained: "The object of this new support and bearer Is to carry and hold the train of a gown in such manner that the lady wearing the gown may not be inconvenienced by the train. The train support consists of longitudinal and croj-sbars or flat rails respectively, forming a grating or framing, which is attached to the inner sid? of the train by means of ribbons. The longitudin.il bars or rails are bent so as to hold the train a proper distance from the body of the wearer, the important feature of the train support being that it gives the train a good hold and makes it at the same time arrange itself in graceful folds even when the wearer takes hort turns. By providing the train support with small rollers or casters a perfect train bearer is produced, the rollers carrying the grating or framing and then keeping the train of the gown a proper distance above the floor or ground." Can this proposition to carry about under one's gown a scaffolding on wheels be intended to be taken in earnest? For the Health of the Eye. Everybody should have his own bed, towel, sponge and soap, make his hand toilet in running water, live and sleep in well ventilated rooms and come under the cleansing, refreshing influences of outdoor air and sunshine, at least one hour every day of his life for the health of his eyes. Boiler towels, family washrags and the habit of using a bath or basin of water a second time produce more diseases of the eye and car than all the fevers on the list of rlagues. There are forty-three diseases of the eye, and more than half are contagious. Fully 25 per cent, of the sore eyes among babies and young children and 11 per cent, among adults are preventable. The most common disease, graulation of the lids, is contagious and should be quarantined. In the surgical wards of public and private institutions towels arc fre quently burned, and bandages ana dress ings always the moment arter use. cataract patients are put in separate rooms in isolated wards. In all serious cases surgeons change their clothes and often wear inclosed spectacles. Considering the pricelessness of sight, too much care cannot be taken of the eyes. N. Y. World. An Aid to Swfepinsr. For sweeping a room neatly there Js nothing like newspaper aid. Take a page of newspaper or other paper at a time, wet in hot water and squeezeit until it ceases to drip. Tear into pieces the size of one's hand and cast them all over the carpet. Then sweep, and most of the dust in the room, if you use your broom judiciously, will be gathered into the papers. On matting use larger pieces of paper, pushing them about ahead of the broom, to take up fluff. If any, before beginning the regular sweeping. After a velvet or other heavy pile carpet is thoroughly swept a sponging with ammonia water will preserve its brightness wonderfully. About one a month, after sweeping, take a pailful of warm water, after adding thereto a tablespoonful of ammonia or turpentine. Two spoonfuls of the latter will do good, it being a preventive against moths. Go over the whole carpet with a large soft cloth or sponge wrung so as not to drip. Doubtless you will be surprised at the rapid discoloration of the water. If the carpet be large and much soiled or dusty, the water should be changed once or twice. Philadelphia Call. Pulling Down Carpets. When putting down carpets in rooms that are much used, it is a good plan to spread newspapers over the floors; then take clean straw and scatter it evenly over the papers and then put your carpet down. It will let the dust through on the paper, and clouds of dust will not follow the .broom on sweeping day. The carpets will last longer with this lining than with any other, and when you take them up again you will find the dust lodged on the paper, and if carefully removed to the rubbish pile you will avoid rilling your lungs with poisonous dust, as but little will be found on sweeping the floors. In putting down carpets in sparerooms, where they are not likely to be taken up very often, it is an excellent plan to scatter smoking tobacco over the paper to guard against moths and the buffalo bug. This is a sure preventive against the attacks of moths, and -carpets may be safely left down in sparerooms for a number of years. Chicago Becord. He CourageouN. Too many women suddenly throw upon their own resources never look beyond the circle of their acquaintances for help and accept as charity what they might receive from a stranger as fair remuneration. The most timid woman can nerve herself to approach strangers, business men, and talk business with them. It cannot be done with a whine, but it can be dpne with hands clinched to hide and keep in check one's nervousness. Let the middle aged woman find out where here goods or her services are wanted, and then let her go oldly to those whom she needs to see, confident of the merit of what she offers and placing herself under no obligation, for "the laborer is worthy of his hire." N. Y. Times. A Soft Voice nnil n. Pretty Foot. "Choose a wife with a low, soft voice and a pretty foot." said a veteran man of the world to a man about to marry. "They are the only things which won't change, and when you are old you can close your eyes and listen to your wife s chatter or glance down at her little foot

resting on the fender, and imagine you are still young. Now, a pretty figure sometimes grows spare and gaunt, or the contour is covered up by a burden of adipose. The sunny hair grows gray. Even the eyes change when surrounded by wrinkles. The little hand grows yellow and shriveled. But the neatly booted foot may look just as it did long ago, and the pretty voice be as harmonious as ever." N. Y. Dispatch..

Standing; a an Art. The average woman, from not knowing how to stand properly, is trouble with her skirts "dipping" in the back, one of the most ungraceful features of a bad fitting gown. The best way to correct this would be to learn hew to stand erect, but this is a work of time, so it is easiest to make the gown conform to the deformity. If you make your own gowns, or if you do not, see that your dressmaker makes your skirts at least an inch shorter in the back than ?he does in front. Make the dress long enough to touch in front and when you put the binding on it will be just about the right length all around for a street dress. Chicago Tribune. Women Who lue Powder. Bear in mind that a woman who powders must look to her diet, and by all means be no niggard with her bath, for all substances applied to the face have ?. tendency to clog pores. Inquire very closely into the composition of the powder you use. for, unfortunately, the brands most in demand are absolutely poisonous. Starch and rice powder are the least -deleterious. Powder puffs are not used as much as chamois skin, old linen and scraps of merino for dustir.g the face, yet this is all a matter of fancy, as the art of powdering well lie? wholly in applying powder evenly, not only to the face, but to the ears, throat and neck. America. Women in the Age of InduMry. So long as government in , the last analysis rested on physical force it was inevitable that the forceful sex should dominate in all social relations. But the age of militarism Is passed. The industrial age is upon us, in which a living may be had without on the one hand the sword and the battleax, and on the othr hand without the rude Implements that formerly demanded masculine strength. Labor saving machinery gives strength to the weak and places women potentially on an equality with men. Baltimore Sun. A Point for Housekeeper. A small point for the housekeeper helpless against most of the food adulteration with which she is surrounded is that chicory in coffee may be detected by sprinkling suspected coffee in a glass of cold water. The chicory will sink, and the coffee will float. Adulterated coffee, when spread out. has a caked appearance. The pure looks dry and remains loose. For the Children. Get a painter to finish off a section of the nursery wall with blackboard stain, buy a box of colored chalks and see what a rock of refuge you have provided for the small folks on rainy days, or on any day. indeed. If the painter is mt handy, sheets of slated paper may be tacked up. and the budding young artists will go to work quite as contentedly. The Doorbell. If the electric doorbell refuses to ring, advises some one who knows, shake up the electric jars. If that does not remedy the trouble, put more water in them. It sometimes happens 'hat the water gets so low that the connection is broken, and moisture is all that is necessary. Put the water in the jar and shake it up a little. j Chnraoter In Iloom. The scarpolog-ist is not exactly chieromancist he deals with the other extremity and tells your character, not by your hand, but by your foot, or rather by your boot. Give him a boot or shoe you have worn for three months or more, and you are opening up to him all jour secret springs of action, your motives, your conduct, your life. If yu wear heel and sole even, you are an energetic man, full of action and resource, and if that boot belongs to a woman the owner is faithful, affectionate and possessed of the domestic virtues. If you wear the sole of your boot on the outside which most people do you are an enthusiast and very likely to become an adventurer. This is not pleasant philosophy, and what makes it worse is that the boot tells the same story for both sexes. But it is when the wear is on the inside that the results are the strangest. If you are a man. you are aj feeble, irresolute, vacillating creature; if you are a woman, you are attractive, gentle and modest. Now, this, too, is odd philosophy, for knockkneed people gen erally wear their boots on the inside. A knockkneed man may be feeble and Irresolute, but why should a knockkneed old maid be attractive, gentle and modest? Westminster Budget. When At Creep On. A very true remark is made by a writer in a contemporary who thinks that women between thirty and thirty-five feel older than they do ten years later, the loss of youth being: then a present calamity, to which they afterward grow accustomed and reconciled by mans of fresA interests and pursuits. Not only is it perfectly true that the years during which a fresh and attractive youth gradually wanes must be more or less fraught with regret, but they present many little social difficulties to which the beter defined periods of age are not subject, and a woman of shy. diffident feelings is liable to appear at her very worst just when she ought to be gathering all her forces to resist the charm-destroying onslaught of eld time. Ladies' Pictorial. ODDS AM) EXDS. The practice of economy is no disgrace. It Is better living a little than outliving a great deal. Etlenne Jodelle was the father of the French theater. His first play was "Cleopatra," presented on the stage in 1552. Almshouses, as a state Institution, did not originate until after the suppression of the monasteries in England during the reign of Henry VIII. Russian authorities of many places discourage the capture of nightingales by confiscating the catch of the dealers and releasing the little songsters. Malebranche became so excited when reading anything that interested him that he was frequently obliged to pause from palpitation of the heart. The entire circulation of the newspaper press of the world is estimated at 10.700.000.000 copies, and there exists one journal for every 82,600 inhabitants. It will be very generally found that those who sneer habitually at human nature and affect to despise it are among its worst and least pleasant samples. Never bear more than one kind of trouble at a time. Some people bear three kinds all they have had, all they have now and all they expect to have. In a ton of Dead sea water there are 187 pounds of salt; Red sea, 93; Mediterranean, 85; Atlantic, 81; English channel. 72; Baltic, 4S; Black sea, 26. and Caspian sea. 11. The clerk of Queen Victoria's kitchen. who always carves, receives a salary of $3,500 a year. The chef receives the same, and two confectioners receive 51,500 each. The grown girl of a family often doesn't wash her face for several days, claiming it is not good for the complexion. If the boy makes the same claim he is whipped. New York police who have been visit ing fortune-tellers disguised as lovetossed swains had this experience in common that the blonde officers were invariably warned against rivals with dark hair an eyes, and the dark complexioned officers were tvld to beware of certain blonde rivals.

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