Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 21, Number 30, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 January 1891 — Page 2

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The Morning Chronicle, a most valuable sheet in its way, in its Sunday edition contained the following interesting item: "No event in social circles lmscclipsed of late (ho banquet given at tlio club last night, in honor of Capt. Gordon Noel, of tlio Eleventh cavalry, on the eve of his departure to take command of his troop, now h,'u ten nig to tho scene of Indian hostilities in Arizona. As is well known to our citizens, tho news of the imrrderons outbreak at tho reservation was no sooner received than this gallant officer applied instantly to bo relieved from his present duties in our midst and ordered to join his comrades in the field, that he might share with them the perils of this savage warfare. "Covers were laid for forty. The tablo was decorated with flowers and glistened with plate and crystal. The most conspicuous devico was the crossed sabers of tho cavalry, with tho number 11 and the letter K, that being tho designation of the captain's company. His honor Mayor Jenness presided, and the Hon. Amos Withers faced him at the other end of the banquet board. The speech of tho evening vvaa mado by Mayor Jenness in toasting 'our gallant guest,' which was drank standing and with all honors. We have room only for a brief summary of his remarks. Alluding to the previous distinguished services of tho captain, he said that 'In every territory of our broad west his saber has flashed in the defense of the weak against tho strong, the poor settler against the powerful and numerous savage tribes too often backed by official influence at Washington. And now, while cheeks were blanching and hearts were still stricken by tho dread news of the butcheries and rspine which marked the Indians' flight, when others shrank from such perilous work, where was tho man who could suppress tho fervent admiration with which ho heard that there was one soldier who lost no time in demanding relief from duty here, that he might speed to tho head of the gallant follows already in the field, who had followed him in many a stirring charge and through all 'tho current of many a heady fight whoso hearts would leap for joy at sight of their beloved leader's face --the man who never yet had failed (hem. the man who never yet had

faltered in Ins duty, the man whoso sword was never drawn without reason, never sheathed without honor—onr soldier guest, Capt. Gordon Noel?1' "Much affected, it was some mmntes before the captain could respond. The modesty of tho true soldier restrained his eloquence. 'lie knew not how to thank them for this most flattering testimony of their confidence and regard he far from deserved the lavish praise of their honored chairman. If in the past he had succeeded in winning their esteem all the more would he try to merit it now. No soldier could remain in security when such desjKrato deeds called his comrades to the fray: and as he had over shared their dangers in tho old days so must he share them now. His heart, his home, his bride, to part from whom was bitter trial, he left with them to guard and cherish. Duty called him to the front, and with to-morrow's sun ho would lx on his way. But, if it pleased God to bear him safely through, he would return to them, to greet and grasp each friendly jml again, and meantime to prove himself worthy the high honor they had done him." "There

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table when the gallant soldier finished his few remarks and then took his seat, "Besides winning the heart and hand of one of the loveliest of the Queen City's daughters, the captain has made hosts of friends in nr tnidM. and we predict that when the mttnh of the cmnpatgu are writ ten no name will shine with brighter luster than that of Gordon Noel."

This doubi'soss was delight ful reading to Noel and to.Wvls relatives. Doubtless, too, it was some comfort to poor Mabel as

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heart, on the following day. while her husband and lover—as he undoubtedly was—sped westward with the fast express, But there was a great deal about the Chronicle's account that would have elicited something more than a bmad grin from officers who knew Noel well

An entire week had elapsed from tho time that til© first tidings were received to the moment when he finally and most reluctantly left the Queen City. The first intimation was enough to start

eA (pijriliin| eArmy Romance of C$esteri\ prGntiei". ^f -r By GflPT. GflflRLES KING, U. S.fl.

[Copyrighted by J. B. Lijiptncott Company, Philadelphia, ana published through special arrangement with the American Press Association.]

Capt. Lane, despite $ie fact that "his health was far from restored and that he was yet by no means strong. He felt confident that the Indians would be joined by some of the Chiricahuas, and that the campaign would be fierce and stubborn. Telegraphing to the regimental adjutant and the general commanding the department that he intended to start at once, and asking to be notified en route where he could most speedily join the troop, he was on his way within six hours.

That very night, although no mention was made of this in The Chronicle account, Capt. Noel received a dispatch from the adjutant general's office at Washington briefly to this effect: "You become captain of company, vice Rawlins, murdered by Apaches. Hold yourself in readiness to turn over the rendezvous and join your regiment without delay." No news could have been more unwelcome. Despite his many faults there was no question that Gordon Noel was very much in love with his wife but he never had been in love with the active part of his profession. That' night he telegraphed to relatives who had stood by him in the past, and wrote urgent and pleading letters informing them that his wife's health was in so delicate a state that if he were compelled at this moment to leave her and go upon perilous duty in the Apache country there was no telling what might be the effect upon her. If a possible tiling, he urged that there should be a delay of a fortnight. He calculated that by that time the Indians would be either safe across the Mexican border or whipped back to the reservation then he could go out and join with a flourish of trumpets and no possible danger. But a new king reigned in the war department, who knew Joseph rather than knew him not.

In some way the honorable secretary had become acquainted with tho previ ous history of Capt. Noel's campaign services, aud, though the influential gentleman referred to made prompt and eloquent appeals, they were

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but positive denial. "Every man who was worth his salt," said the secretary, "should be with his regiment now." An officer was designated to proceed at once to tho Queen City and take over Noel's rendezvous and property, and peremptory orders were sent to him to start without delay and to notify the department by telegraph of the date of his departure—a most unusual and stringent proceeding. This correspondence Noel never mentioned to anybody at the time, and it was known only to the official records fof some time jpfterward. As soon as he found that'go he must, he die tated to his clerk a letter in which, gallant soldier that he was, he informed the adjutant general that the news from Arizona had now convinced him that an outbreak of alarming dimensions had taken place, and he begged that ho might be relieved as at his own request and permitted to join his comrades in the field. To this no reply .was se::t, as the order directing him to proceed had already been issued. Perhaps a grim smile played about the mustached lips of that functionary when he read this spirited epistle.

Noel left the Queen City a hero in the eyes of the populace. He was just six days behind Lane, of whoso movements the Queen City had no information whatever.

And now came an odd piece of luck— a slip in the fortunes of war. Tho cav airy stationed in Arizona were so far from the reservation at the time that they had long and difficult marches to make. Only two or three troops that happened to bo along tho lino of the railway reached the mountains neighboring San Carlos in time to quickly take the trail of the hostiles. Except the one little troop of cavalry on duty at the reservation none of the horsemen in Arizona had as yet *come in actual conflict with the renegades, aud oddly enough it was the Eleventh that first met and struck them. Old Riggs himself had not taken the field, but the battalion from headquarters had been whirled westward along the railway and

actually reached the pass through the Chi ricahua range before the Indians. Expecting just such a possibility, these wary campaigners had their scouts far in advance of the main body and prompt warning was given, so that only the rear guard of the idians was reached by the eager cavalrymen the bulk of the Apaches turned eastward and swept down like ravening wolves upon the defenseless settlers in the San Simon valley. burning, murdering, pillaging as they went, full fifty miles a day, while their pursuers trailed helpjessly behind.

When they had succeeded in crossing the railway most of their number were mounted on fresh horses, and the section hands, who saw them from afaroff, telegraphed from the nearest station that they had with them six or eight women and children whose husbands and fathers doubtless lay weltering in their blood along the route. Full seven days now bad they been dodging through the mountains and swooping down upon the ranchmen, and so skillfully had they eluded their pursuers and defeated their iom hi nations that now they had a commanding lead and actually nothing between them and the Mexican frontiernothing in Arizona, that is to say. But look just across the border. There, sparring steadily south westward until halted for the night in San Simon Pass, comes a little troop of cavalry, not more than thirty-five in number. All day long wnce earliest dawn had tihey ridden

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ncross the imrmug sands of a desert ginn lips, nostrils, eyelids smarting wife alkali dust, throats parched with thirst, temples throbbing with the intense heat several men and horses used up and left behind were now slowly plodding back toward the railway. Look at the letter one of those leaders wears upon his.worn old scouting hat—D. Yes, it is the "Devil's own D's,*1 and Lane is at their head.

At the moment of the outbreak both companies from Graham. K. and D, or strong detachments from both, were scouting through the country one through the northern Peloncillo range, the other far up among the head waters of the Gila. Not a word did they hear of the trouble until it was several inlays old then troop was amazed by the sudden appearance of their captain in their midst—Lane, whom they supposed to be on sick" leave far in the distant east. It was then for the first time they learned how their comrades of troop had lost their popular old commander, and that the great outbreak had occurred at San Carlos. Stopping only long enough to cram their pouches with ammunition and to draw more rations, the troop hastened away toward the railroad by way of Graham, and at the station, just at dawn. Lane sent a brief dispatch to the commanding general saying that he was pushing with all speed to bead the Indians off via San Simon pass. He had then forty-five men and horses, in fair condition. troop would reach Graham that evening, and he urged that they be sent at once to re-enforce him. This dispatch ."the chief' received with an emphatic slap of his thigh and an expression of delight: "Bless that fellow Lanel he is always in the nick of time. 1 had not hoped for an instant that either or would be available, and now look." he suid to his aid-de-camp, "he has started for San Simon pass, and will probably throw himself across their front. Only 1 wish he had more men." 'Shall I wire to Graham to have rash after him, sir?" "Yes. Order them to start the instant they can refit, and not to take more than an hour in doing that. They have been having easy work on their scout—probably taking it leisurely all the time they ought to be in first rate trim. D, on the contrary, has been making long and rapid marches to get down from the Upper Gila. Where was at last accounts?" •Couriers had gone to the Upper Peloncillo for them several days ago, and, its Lane says, they are expected at Graham this evening. Lane himself rode •tfter his own men two hours after he ot to the post from the east, and Noel, who is K's new captain, is due at Graham station to-night." "Then send him orders to lead his troop instantly, follow and support Lane. Tell him not to lose a moment on the way. Everything may depend upon his promptness and zeal."

And so it happened that when Capt. Noel stepped from the train that afternoon at the old station the telegraph messenger came forward to meet him, touching his cap and saying, "This dispatch has been awaiting you, sir, since. 11 o'clock this morning. I have just had

ing. Lieut. Mason says an orderly is coming ahead with a horse and the captain's field kit. Shall I wire for anything else?"

Noel opened the dispatch that had been handed him, and read it with an expression that plainly indicated perturbation, if not dismay. He had not been in saddle for an entire year. 'Why, I must go out to the post!" he said to the operator. "I am not at all ready to take the field. Let them know that 1 have arrived, and will come out there without delay. Better haves the troop unsaddled and wait for my coming." "Will the captain pardon me?" said the operator "the orders from the department commander that went through this morning were that the troop should not take more than an hour in refitting at the post and should start at once. I thought 1 could see them coming over the divide just as the whistle blew."

The captain gave no sign of enthusiasm as he received this news. He was still pondering over the contents of his dispatch from the commanding general —its tone was so like that of bis order from the war departmenV-so utterly unlike what his admiring circla of relatives and friends would have expected. Stepping into the telegraph office he took some blanks and strove to compose a dispatch that would convince the general that he was wild with eagerness to ride all uight to the support of Lane, and yet that would explain how absolutely necessary it was that he should first go out to the post. But the fates were against him. Even as he was gnawing the pencil and cudgeling his brains the operator called out: "Here come some of 'em now, sir."

And. looking neirously from the window, Noel saw three horsemen galloping in to the station. Foremost came a lieutenant of infantry, who sprang to the ground and tossed the reins to his orderly the instant he neared the platform. One of the men had a led horse, completely equipped for the field, with blankets, saddle bags, carbine, canteen and haversack and Noel's quick intuition left him no room to believe that the steed was intend*d for any one but him.

The infantryman came bounding in: •Is this Capt. Noel? am Mr. Renshaw, post adjutant, sir, and I had hoped to get here in time to meet you on your arrival, but we were all busy getting the troop ready. You're got your orders, sir. haven't you? My God! captain, can't you wire to the fort and beg the major to let me go with you? Ill be your slave for a lifetime, fve never had a chance to do a bit of real campaigning yet, and no man could ask a bullier chance than this. Excuse me, sir, 1 know you want to get right into scouting rig—Mr. Mason said his 'extras* would fit you exactly but if yon could take me along—you're bound to get there just in time for the thick of it." And the gallant little fellow looked, all eagerness, into Noel's unresponsive face.

a dispatch from the post, and Troop ^Xreated like the others the next letter is got in two hours ago and is already start^|TO&

What wouldn't the hero "of the Queen City club have given to turn the whole thing over to this ambitious young soldier and let him take his chances of "glory or the graver "Very thoughtful of you all, Fm sure, to think of sending horse and kit here for me, but I really ought to go out to the post. There are things I must attend to. You see, 1 left the instant 1 could induce them to relieve me, and there was no time to make preparations." "But—you can't have heard, captain your troop will be here in ten minutes. Capt. Lane by this time is past Pyramid mountain, and will strike them early in the morning. There won't be any time to go out to the post you've got to ride at trot or gallop most of the night as it

"Capt. Noel, pardon me, sir," interposed the operator. "The general is in the office at Wilcox station. He wants to know if you have started from here." "Tell him the troop isn't here yet. I— Pm waiting for it." "Yonder comes the troop, sir," called out Mr. Renshaw, who had run to the door. "Now let me help you off with your 'cits.' Bring that canvas bag in here, orderly."

Three minutes brought a message from "the chief:" "Lose not a moment on the way. Report here by wire the arrival of your troop and the moment you start. Behind time now."

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A Spelling Game.

Each pj cf er is provided with a pencil and a slip of paper, and the person having charge of the game sits where a clock or watch may be readily consulted. A word is then selected and announced, a long one containing a number of vowels being preferable. This word is written at the top of each paper, and at a given time each of the players begins to write down as many words as he can think of which commence with the letters of which that word is composed, each letter being used only as often/as it occurs in the word selected.

At the end of three minutes the leader calls "time," and cach person reads aloud the words on his slip and sets the number of them ilown in numerals. When one writes a wood that contains a letter or letters not in the original word, he loses two marks, which he must set down against himself and if any one has words which no one else has thought of, he is allowed to take two credits for each. After the words have all been read, the next letter of the original word is taken as the initial for a new set of words, and when these have been

en, and so oh until all have been used. The leader must see to it that no one writes a word after time is called.

Take, for example, the word aristocratic. Beginning with the letter a will be found the wards art, artist, air, arctic, aorta, at, attic, acts, actor, etc. These having been read and the debit and credit marks set down, a new set of words beginning with are written, such as root, rot, roc, rota, etc. When a letter occurs twice or oftener in the word, it is used but once as an initial. The player who has been able to remember the fewest words, or who has made the most errors in the original word, is sentenced to pay a forfeit by.one who has the most credit marks. This game not only affords copsiderable amusement, but it also serves as an excellent drill for those who are not well up in spelling.—Delineator.

Sho Took (iff Her Boot in the Car.

A woman in a Sixth avenue elevated preached an awful warning to other women not to wear tigiit shoes out in the cold world or, if they do, not to seek to ease their sufferings by taking their boots off slyly in a public place. This woman was in several agonies all at oiice, and when nobody was looking she had slyly unbuttoned her boot and slipped it off. Nobody was the wiser for that, and the woman was much more comfortable but by and by a blundering man came along and kicked the boot out from under the folds of her skirts clear into the center of the aisle. There it lay, a dear little innocent looking thing but it hurt the owner much worse when it lay in the aisle that it did when it was on her foot.' All the women, and there were a great many of them, tittered, and no one of them looked as sympathetic as her understanding of the emergency should have made her.

The men looked pleased but grave. The question in ttte mind of everybody was, To whom did that boot belong? There was nothing in the expression of any woman's face to indicate the ownership of the article, but heaven only knows what was going on in the owner's mind. And bow do you think the rest of the sisterhood showed their Christian charity to this unfortunate member of the sex? Every blessed woman on both sides of the aisle reached both toes properly booted out from under her skirts. And the one woman who sat with' her feet hidden, seeing that she was discovered, finally hobbled up on one foot, and with one swoop captured the boot and put it where it properly belonged. That woman will never takeoff her boot in public again, if her foot has to be amputated as a consequence. —New i'ork Evening Sun.

Archbishop Denniiwn'« Famous Toast. •'Here's health to all that we love. Here's health to all that love us,

Here's health to all those that love them, That love those that love tbem That love us." Do you notice what a large circle this wish for health includes? and will you notice the reference is not to the winecup, but to a standard medicine, the "Golden Medical Discovery," that can bring health to the large number of friends we each love. True it is not a "beverage," and does not inebriate, but is a health-giving medicine, a blood-puri-fier, liver, invigorator and general tonic remedy for Biliousness, Indigestion, and Stomach troubles. It cures Consumption, in its early stages. Scrofula, Bronchitis, and throat diseases.

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IDEAL HEARTS.

Did tell me that life was a failure, That iove was a bubble, a boast? i' That the spray oa the wine iridescent

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Was only a vapor at most? Why, darling, the best of God's blessings Is rayed in some opaline gleam .. Let us catch from the 'lusory colors

The flash of our beautiful dream Let us filch from the lights and shadows The ray of a sentient beam

Did you tell me, my love, that in springtime The blossoms are flecked with the light* That in summer a luscious, hot splendor

Glows out from their passionate sight That in autumn their petals are haggard— Their veins are congealed by the frost. And the silvery flecked blossom of spring* time

Lies pallid and soulless and lost. And the wine and the light of a lifetime into eternity tossed?

My darling, the blossoms, the flowers Are rapturous breaths from the bowl. And the nectarous perfume entrancing

Wings ecstasy deep to the soul Your heart in its seasons of blessing, Its dreamlng, its glowing, its rest, Makes life not a phantom, a fiction.

Makes love not a bubble at best. And you the one flash that I'd scale for The walls of the homo of the blest. —New Picayune

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Poor Noel! There was no surgeon to certify that his pallid cheeks were due to impaired heart action, no senatorial cousin to beg for staff duty, no Mrs. Riggs to interpose. He had just time to send a dispatch to Mahal announcing that he took the field at the head of his troop at once, another (collect) to Amos Wilders, Esq.. of similar import, and one to the general, saying that at 4:4T they were just on the point of starting, when the troop, fifty strong and in splendid trim, came trotting in. and Mr. Mason grimly saluted his new captain and fell back to the command of the first platoon. "Noel to the Front!" was The Chronicle's head line on the following morning far away in the Queen City.

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(low Stains, Dirt and Vormin Are Removed fToui the Floor Coverings. "I want this carpet thoroughly cleaned —steam cleaned, mind you," said the customer, upon whom a reporter had called a few days ago. "Nothing short of steam, I am sure, will rake out the grease spots from it." "Madam," replied the upholsterer, with a faint smile, "I know of no process for steaming carpets." "But you advertise" "I advertise, as all other dealers in my liue do, to clean carpets by steam. The phrase is always emploj'ed in the business, though it naturally occasions some misunderstanding. People almost invariably suppose that the^steam cleaning' of carpets and rugs is performed by the direct application of steam to the fabrics, whereas, as a matter of fact, the only connection it has with the process is to run a stationary engine that supplies the power for the work. That is all carpet cleaning 'by steam' means." "How then is the work done, pray?" "It is simply a process of beating carpets by steam power, that is all. Being done by machinery it is more thoroughly executed than it can be done by a person with a club. All itprteteuds to accomplish is the shaking out of the dust." "But suppose there should be any verqiin?" "They will probably remain undisturbed, particularly if tho nap of the carpet or rug is long and thick." "And the grease spots?" "The 'steam cleaning' process makes no pretense of taking them out all it removes is the dust." "So that is tho reason why my steam cleaned carpets have always come out with the old grease spots after a few weeks of use?" "Certainly, madam. The grease still remains in the fabrics, and as soon as it has had time to gather dust it shows it again." "Well, that does seem to me almost a swindle! But tell me what the process you speak of actually is." "The 'steam cleaning' of carpets is done in huge octagonal cylinders of slats made to revolve rapidly by a steam engine. Projecting shelves inside the cylinders and running their whole length keep the carpets bouncing around violently all the time, while the revolving boxes tv^iirl and every particle of'clust is knocked out or the material by the action of centrifugal force. That is all there is to the business it is simply a mechanical improvement on the colored gentleman and his club. "But why do you call that sort of carpet beating 'steam cleaning' when you know that it deceives people?" "Simply because every one else does, madam, and if we did not the public would suppose that we wero not up to the most advanced methods of our trade." "Goodness me!" exclaimed the customer. •'Is there then no way of having the grease spots taken out of one's carpet?" "Oh,' yes," responded the upholsterer. "If you like you can have your carpets washed. Leave one here, and a workman of ours will first spread it out on the floor and cover it, as if he were going to shave it, with a thick lather made from a kind of soap specially manufactured for the purpose. After the lather has all been taken off with tin scrapers the carpet will been tirely free from grease. It will be easier to perform the operation without takilithe carpet up by sending our employe to your house." "What doeo it cost to clean.a. carpet in this way?" "Fifteen ceuts a yard, madam.'" "That seems a good deal to pay, thougii to my mind it is less of a gouge than the bogus 'steam cleaning' process you have described to me. But does this washing of the carpet dispose of vermin?" "Not at all. To get rid of them you must have your carpet 'renovated,' as we call it. That is to say, it must be put through a special process, the object of wliichis to kill all living things in it. Observe that great box over there, as big as an ordinary room. It is of iron, and inside it is surrounded with coils of pipe, through which hot air can be pumped by an engine below. In this way the temperature inside that box can easily be raised to 200 degs. Fahrenheit. But 150 dogs, is sufficient to destroy all living organisms. Suppose that a set of furniture is sent down here by its owner with information t-o the effect that vermin bad got into it. We simply put it in that iron vault, slide to the door, turn on the hot air, and within twelve hours the trouble with that set of furniture Lc absolutely cured. The hot air has to be absolutely dry in the box in order to do the work at that temperature. Mattresses, carpets, curtains, everything, in short, that furnishes a house we treat in this way for the killing of anything that is noxious, 'Renovation' is a euphemistic term for the process." "So it would seem that the business of getting a carpet really and truly cleaned, in every sense of the word, is a pretty expensive affair?" "Not so very. At all events, if you have your carpets or rugs first beaten by steam, next washed and finally *n*tKvatcd' you reasonably sure that they wtil be clean, and the expense will not be more than twenty-five cents a yard at the outside." Washington Star.

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An old lady bad invited another old lady to take tea with her. After the departure of her guest the hostess, who was of a penurious turn of aaind, said scoffingly, "Well, Betsy Blake makes a mighty loud perfection of being a good church member aud all that, but I watched her to-night, and she up MI' put three heapin* teaspoons & sugar in one cup o' tea, an' if she calls that Christianity I don't.0*—Exchange.

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A Famous Trio of Singers.

Mrs. Anna Bulkeley-Hills, Miss Emily Winant and Mrs. Theodore Toedt, next to Miss De "Vere, are probably the best known and most popular church choir singers in this city. Mrs. Hills is the wife of a prosperous physician.

Mrs. Theodore Toedt as Miss Ella Earle made an enviable reputation both In church and oratorio work before 1883, when she married the famous tenor of St. Bartholomew's choir. This good name she has continued to maintaiu. Several years ago Mrs. Toedt was the most sought after soprano in the city for concert engagements. For several years past she has been the solo soprauo in Mr. Warren's choir, where her husband is engaged.

Miss Emily Winant, the renowned contralto of St, Thomas' choir, was born in Brooklyn, and has filled her present place under Dr. G. W. Warren for the past thirteen years. She mado her debut in concert in Steinway hall in 187S. She has been the principal contralto in three festivals of the Haydn and Handel society in Boston, and has also appeared many times iu the symphonies under Henschel and Goriche. In New York she has sung at the Philharmonic as well as at many other concerts and in ora.torio tinder Theodore Thomas, and she has appeared in the various large cities throughout the country.

Miss Winant made a successful debut in Albert Hall, London, iu oratorio, and sang in many orchestral and chamber concerts under Sir Charles Halle. She also sang in Dresden with great success.—New York Herald.

Dressmakers* Phrases.

The terms used by dressmakers are ah unkuown language to the uninitiated. "Drops," "bias," "side forms," "kilts," etc., are all readily understood by the sisters of fashion modelers. Other sisters, however, may be in ignoranco of their true meaning, and to such the following definitions will be interesting:

A "drop" is a skirt made up of the dress material, independent of the lining, and then hung or dropped over it from the same belt. A "bias" or "dart" is a seam taken in the front of a waist which fits it to the figure. A "side form" is an additional seam made under the arm to givo a smoother effect to the waist, and a "kilt" is a skirt entirely of plaits. There are various kinds of plaiting. Knife plaiting is very narrow folds, all going one way and pressed down. An accordion skirt is one in which the plaiting is done after the manner of an accordion. There are machines for doing it: indeed it cannot be done save by machinery and heat. Box plaiting is a fold to the right and one to the left. The number of terms is infinite, and increases as fashion changes.—New York Lodger.

A Chiiiu Cabinet.

A family whose homo is filled with beautiful old furniture have a cabinet of flue old china, and tho cabinet, which brings out the beauty of the ware, is nothing more nor less than an old bookcase, which the daughter of tho house had fitted up herself, for tho display and safekeeping of the fragile household treasures. She lined the bookcase and covered the shelves, top and bottom, with dark blue velvet, tack iug it in place with gimpo tacks. On the under side of each shelf she screwed two rows of small brass hooks, from which were suspended by their handles the dainty tea and coffee cups.

Catfton flannel will answer the purpose for lining quite as well as velvet. A narrow strip of wood, thr:'y inches shorter than tho width of tho luokcase, tacked on each shelf about two inches from the back, will act as braces for the plates, set on edge, and keep them from slipping down. This would bo a very' uood way to show decorated china, and also ornament the room.—Ladies' Home Companion.

Woman's Superiority.

Womanhood has some material advantages. A woman is generally endowed with more delicate perception, keener appreciation and more innate refinement than a man. She has a thousand trivial but pleasant sources of enjoyment not allowed to the other sex, and sho has the keen joy of feeling in her heart, and sometimes speaking it in words, that she is really superior to the "stronger sex" in all the gracious amenities and spiritual exaltations of this life.

How sweet it is to know that, for all the boasted strength of man, he can be turned around and guided whither he would not by a woman's small white finger if she is woman enough to know how!-—Lowistou Journ :l. ••.•••

.. A 1'retty Ornament. The commonest kind of ink bottles are transformable into harlequin perfume cr.sks. After the ink has been withdrawn from their depths the bottles arc cleaned and painted iu stripes running from the neck of the bottle to the lower edge. The strip::-* are silver, gilt, bronze, scarlet and blue. A coat of varnish is added to the scene and then perfumery is poured in, and there is your harlequin scent bottle.— Exchange.

I suffered with pain in my side ami back for four weeks, it being so severe as to keep me iu bed, unable to move I tried Salvation Oil and it completely cured me and I am now well and free from all pain. Chas. Robert Ledlish, 52 Dust Alley, Baltimore, Md.

Workingmen! Look to your interests and save doctor's bills by using Dr. Bull's Cough Syrup.

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If you have made up your mind to buy Hood's Saraaparllla do not be induced to take any other. A Boston lady, whose example la worthy imitation, tells her experience below:

In one store where I went to buy Hood's Sarsaparllla the clerk tried to Induce me buy their own instead of Hood's betoldnjethelr's would last longer that I might take it on ten

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days' trial that if I did not like It I need not pay anything, etc. But he could not prevail on me to change. 1 told him I had taken Hood's Sarsaparllla, knew what it wasf was satisfied with It, and did not want any other. "When I began taking Hood's Sarsaparllla I was feeling real miserable with dyspepsia, and so weak that at times I could liardly

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stand. I looked like a person in coosump* tion. Hood's Sarsaparllla did me so much good that I wonder at myself sometimes, and my friends frequency speak of tt" Mas. KT.T.A

A* Qorr, 61

Terrace Street, Boston.

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