Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 44, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 1 May 1897 — Page 2

OUTDOOR COSTUMES.

BICYCLE SKIRTS, JACKETS, SHOES AND NECKWEAR.

A Pretty and Graceful Salt For the Wheel. Norfolk and Eton Jacket*—The Corrugated Sole Bicycle Shoe—New Caprice*

In Collars and Tie*.

[Special Correspondence.]

NEW YORK, April 26.—It appears that the fair bicyclists have largely settled upon one costume, and that one is the prettiest and most graceful, and, though perhaps still possessing some elements of danger, it is comparatively safe. This has a skirt made smooth and plain in front, flaring a little at the sides and laid in deep plaits at the back. These are so placed that they hide the fact that tho skirt is really divided. The skirts are generally hemmed, and a row of stiffening is put under the hem, and the whole is tailor stitched in from

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two to ten rows. There are two reasons for this—first, it causes the skirt to hang better, and, second, it keeps it from catching in the wheels. The hem is firmly sewed and cannot rip or catch. The finish is particularly neat. Some of the suits are made of serge, in dust gray or light brown. Some are of light weight covert suiting. Cheviot and cravanette are used in others. All the above mentioned fabrics are both durable and handsome, and also suitable, but cravanette has the advantage of bein# waterproof. This ought to commend it to riders, who are always liable to get oaught in a shower. Cravanette, like serge, which it resembles closely, is produced in grays, blues, browns and the new greens. The least conspicuous colors aro tho best for oycling costumes.

Some of the skirts are arranged so that tho front breadth buttons all the wny down on both sides and can be removed at will, leaving the lady in a fully divided skirt. But I see very few of these. There are a few bloomers intended to be worn ontirely without a skirt, but few women, comparatively, feel strong minded enough to adopt them. The norfolk jacket, with its always neat and pretty plaits and bolt, is qui to tho favorite. There area few variations on this popular style, principally in tho way of ending the folds. Some are pointed, some tongued and some others tulip shaped, reaching in some oases below the edge of the jacket.

Next to the norfolk jacket is the eton. There was a very handsome dress, made of dark blue cravanette, tailor stitched around tho bottom and down the two front seams. On each side near the waist was a fly, with black rubber buttons set on it There was a stiffened swiss pointed belt of the same stuff. The shirt waist was white and like those worn by the men. Over this was an eton jacket, made so that it could button across the chest

The flat, wide and corrugated sole bicycle shoo is made frith some attempt at ornamentation. Leggings are of every kind, but tho favorites are those of suede. The flat sailor hat in mixed, white or black straw seems to lead in its demand. Little trimming is needed, yet womankind must have some little touch of grace, and therefore they havo a pert little bunch of quills, a tuft of cock's plumes, or a peacock eye or so, or possibly a small, close bunch of violets or forgetmenots. The English walking hat, witfi its pretty dip down over tho eyes and its jaunty curl on the Bides, is a favorite. Alpines and funny lookiug little derbys aro among tho cyclists' hat*. In fact, I fancy becomingnesa is more studied than anything.

A word now about the neckwear. When a lady is simply going to take a ririo through tho streets and parks of the city where she lives, she wears her newest and prettiest costume, and this also allows her some littlo latitude about her adornments. For such a ride sho may put on a big white turndown collar and under its doep points slide a

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stiffened plaid tie resembling a four-in-hand, with the lower part of it made of a deep frill of plaited lace. This presupposes that the jacket, whatever it may be, haugs open in front. Then there are deep cuff* to match, sometimes fastened with link buttons and sometimes tied with pretty ribbon. In a small, neat bow.

For country rides, where one always gathers soil enough to plant a chrysanthemum, there are some very useful collars made of plaid percale. They are high and torn down sharply and may be worn vfcth plaid or plain ties. Another pretty collsu is of gray linen with a new kind of white linen ruffling, which will iron as well as the res* of the collar. Some have colored lineo ruffles.

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THE TROUBLESOME MOTH.

How to Deal With Thl* Destroying Insect In Fnrnitare and Carpet*.

Furniture is one of the favorite hiding places of moths. The worms seldom attack the covering, the hair constituting much better food. Benzine and liquids of a like character are frequently used to drive out the pests. This softens the hair and is at best uncertain. Upholstered furniture should be treated each spring with a mixture of borax and powdered tobacco leaves. By removing a few tacks from the bottom covering a half ounoe or so of the powder is easily dusted in. This will effectually preserve the hair from attack. The outside covering of furniture not in use during the summer is best protected by being dusted with borax and then completely covered with old newspapers. Furs, being worn only during part of each year, are exceedingly subject to destruction by moths. A cedar closet or chest is usually considered proof against attack. Itis, however, of little avail if the moth eggs have been deposited in an article previous to its packing away. Beating ruins fur and does comparatively little toward removing the eggs, which are laid at the root of the hair, where the natural grease of the animal is most abundant

Hot, dry air is the most effective means of destroying moth eggs. Materials to be treated should be hung on chairs in a small room heated by furnace or steam. Windows and doors being closed, the drafts are turned on fall force. From 24 to 48 hours of this treatment will be necessary, according to the temperature and dryness of the air. By the end of that time embryo insects will be dead. The eggs may then be removed by brushng. If cedar chests are available, the furs must be sprinkled with borax, wrapped in newspaper and packed in a tight trunk or box, which should not be opened again until all its contents can be removed.

Whenever possible, carpets should be subjected to the purifying influence of heat and dry air, then sprinkled with finely powdered tobacco and borax. It is well to cover them with crash during the summer. If this is done, the powder may be left on. If covering is impracticable, the mixture should be brushed off lightly after 24 hours. Enough will remain in the nap to prove an effective safeguard. Curtains, portieres and other hangings may be treated in a similar manner.

How to Make a Pretty Toilet Table.

Have vour carpenter manufacture a circular or square table, as you desire. Tack a piece of cloth tfround its edge deep enough to come down half way tn the floor. Saw to this a flounce of the crape paper, covering the rest of the distance to the carpet Cover the top of the table with the paper and finish it with anothor flounce of the paper deep enough to overlap the lower one. Set it off with a liberal number of paper bows or rosettes, and the effect will bo really astonishing.

How to Keep Palms and Fern*.

Much of the health of the palm so universally used for drawing room decoration in the winter depends upon its treatment in the summer. Like humanity, palms thrive better after a summer outing. Set them in the ground in the yard, not in an exposed place where the sun will soon kill them, but in a shady corner, where the soft summer rains may beat upon them and pure ozone fill their cells.

The same is true of the ferns that form the oenter of most dining tables. Economy teaches that it is cheaper to buy two centerpieces at once, substituting one for the other at the first sign of drooping or drying leaves.

No plant will retain life if kept constantly under the gas of a chandelier. The value of having two centerpieces lios in the ability to have one always in the air, where, with lavish treatment in the way of water and a spraying besides of leaves, tho life of these graceful, tender plants may be prolonged indefinitely.

How Captain Cook Wa* Killed.

He fell a victim to the sudden resentment of tho natives of Owhyhee, or Hawaii, on Feb. 14, 1770, having discovered tho island the previous year. A boat having been stolen by one of the islanders, tho captain went on shore to seize the king and keep him as a hostage till tho boat was restored. The people would not submit to this insult, and their resistance brought on hostilities, during which Captain Cook and some of his companions were killed.

How to Make Use of Ammonia.

A few drops of ammonia in a cupful of warm water, carefully applied, will remove spots from paintings as well as from frames.

Nothing will so quickly clean and polish the spigots of sinks and bathtubs as a little ammonia and suds mixed with the fine ashes from the ash flue of the range.

Equal parts of ammonia and turpentine will take paint out of clothing, even if it be hard and dry. Saturate the spots as often as necessary and wash out in warm suds.

Put a tablespoonful of ammonia in a quart of water, wash your brushes and combs in this, and all the grease and dirt will disappear. Rinse, shake and dry. in the sun or by the fire.

How to Destroy Bookworm*.

Paper or book worms, originating from one volume, quickly infest a library, and if not detected in time ruin the most costly prints. Both the worms and their eggs may be killed with dry air. Paper and bindings are not injured by such treatment. A mixture of one part camphor and nine parts borax sprinkled along the back of the book shelves will generally prevent the reappearance of the worms.

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The red fox knows his cover When hot the hoonds pursue, But where shall rest the lover.

Lashed by the love of you? '', Oh, where shall rest the lover racked By love your bosom Bcorns, And in the .-norn and midnight tracked

By love o'er bleeding thorns? On the wild lion's lair, love, The black storm breaks in vain. But night but brings despair, love.

And the red stars burn my brain! And where shall rest the lover sent To mourn that loves remain? A paradise were banishment

And palaces were pain 1 The red fox knows his cover When hot the bounds pursue. No world can bide a lover

Lashed by the love of youl —Frank L. Stanton in Chicago Times-Herald.

A TALE OF DIVORCE.

June is not delightful except to those who can be delighted, and Mr. Clarence Armitage of 14 Somerset square was not a man to whom June or any other month was delightful. He had just seen his three little children off to their school close by, watching them across the square, and he came back to the dining room, where breakfast was laid for him and where his letters, a great heap of them, awaited him. He wearily stood sorting them out, and at last picked out one written in a lawyer's handwriting and bearing the monogram of Messrs. Clarke & Russell. He waited motionless almost while the servant brought in hot coffee, bacon and eggs, and, replying to her question that he wished for nothing else, he took up the letter and slowly opened it as the door was closed upon him. It read as follows: 22 Lincoln's Inn Fields, W. C., June 1, 18—.

DEAK SIR—We hasten to inform you that the rule was made absolute this day in court, and that, therefore, the case is now finished in your fav(Jr.

We are, dear sir, yours faithfully, CLARKE & RUSSELL. Clarence Armitage, Esq. "Oh, my poor wifel My darling Kate!" he cried out to himself. "Whydid I go to these lengths? What is my life worth to me now? Why did you leave me? Why did you leave me?"

Perhaps those questions are asked more often than one would suppose. Perhaps the dreary silence of the reply to them tells as strongly upon the nerves of others as it did upon those of Clarence Armitage. He bore it all, though silently and apparently unmoved. His life was very methodical. He saw after everything himself. In the morning he was down early enough to see that tho three younger children had their breakfast properly and to afterward speed them on their way to school and then to greet his two elder boys as they set out for University college. He was a reserved man, and yet there was a world of affection for his four boys and little girl, youngest and daintiest of them all. The children seemed to recognize it, for they loved their father. After settling with the housekeeper the necessary details of the day lie proceeded to his office, and then, at 6 o' lock, upon his return ho had high tea vrioh his children, helped them in their lessons, sometimes saw them in their buth iind always at the last, when all the house was quiet, went up to their bedside and saw that they were comfortable for the night.

Once, about three months after Mrs. Armitago had become free from the ties of wifehood, he had said good night and had gone to his study, when up stairs there arose a screaming from little voices and harsh, angry notes from the lips of boys who were not controlled yet by the world's heavy hand of repression. Mr. Armitage flung his cigarette down and rose to go up stairs, when tho door was thrown open and Ralph Armitage stood there panting and raging in his youthful heat "Father," ho cried out, "you have not forbidden Katie and"-—

The poor boy burst into tears. Something had turned his first flash of indignant defiance of his father into a burst of heartfelt grief. "Well, Ralph, what does all this mean and what are all the crying and noise up stairs about?" "Oh, father, dear little Katie was saving her prayers, and she said—she said, 'God bless dear mother,' and—and"—

The boy stopped abruptly, and Mr. Armitage turned deadly pale. "Well, Ralph," he said kindly, "tell me all about it, my boy. Forbidden her to pray for her mothor? No, ccrtainly not." "Oh, I thought not, but Mrs. Cookson said she mustn't do so, and that it was wicked to think anything more about mother, and that Katie nor any of them were ever to mention her, and that you would bo angry."

Mr. Armitage put his hand on the boy's shoulder and went up stairs. There was still crying going on there, still hot, defiant words of the raging boys, and then Mr. Armitage stood in their midst. Ho took his little daughter in his arms and kissed her again and again. "Well, Katie darling," ho said, "say your prayers over again, dear, will you, and let me hear them?" "But father, Mrs. Cookson says it'.wicked," said the child, looking over to the housekeeper, who stood folding up the children's things. "No, my dear, it isn't wicked. So let me hear it."

The child began at the beginning the old, old prayer said by how many generations of children, but with an additional and pathetic sentence in this case. "Pray God bless dear fatlier and mother and bring mother bock to us all again."

Mr. Armitage kissed his little one and put her into her bed himself, and he told Mrs. Cookson never to speak to his children again in the way she had done, and ho learned from his eldest son, Rulph, that little Katie had said thl* pntyer all to lierself for along time, and that afterward liv and his brothers always came up stairs to hear her. "Father," said the lad, breaking down, "why can't you let mother oome again?''

Yes, this was the biggest stab he had had, and it took him some time to reoovcr. It was all so real. And one bright moonlight night, after he had seen all the light* out and the house locked up, he had descended into the drawing room to fetch a book, but stood in the darkness of the room looking out into the square garden. The figure of a girl, dressed in the black and white costume of a housemaid, ap peared crossing the road from the hou» next d«Kr. Evidently she was going to th» post "Well, that is curious," he mused. "How startlingly like her walk! Bah' How stupid and morbid 1 grow in my lorn liness! I am always imagining I see Kan —always, always imagining, bat never realising. What has beobme of barf The gizl was walking back very slowly and with a dragging soot of step, as if she expected someone, thought Mr. Armitage. She came opposite the house, and he oouM than see that she held her handkerchief to

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her faoe, as If to protect it from the night air. She looked up and down the roadway, but if she expected some one there was no one in sight And then she did a ouriogs thing. She held her handkerchief in hfl# month and stood a moment—only a moment—with clasped hands, looking toward the upper windows of the house. Then she hurried across the road, dropped her handkerchief and stopped to pick it up, turned one swift glance up again to the house and ran quickly down to the servants' entrance of the house next door. "I believe that's Kate! I believe it's Kate! It is! It is! Ttis!"

Daylight had glinted over the housetops before Clarence Armitage left his vigil ground and stole softly back to his deserted chamber.

Next morning he was in a feverish, restless condition, uncertain what to do, what to think, what to det^mine. He could not go to his office, he could not remain at home, he could not go out What would happen that night? Could he get to speak to her? This was the cry that arose in his heart and kept upleaping there all the dreary day long.

At last the day was done, at last all were gone to their rest, and a full hour before the last post time he took up his position just within the gateway of the square garden and just opposite to the pillar box of the postoffice. Would she come? That was the eternal question asked and answered during this slowly moving hour. Yes, at last the black figure and white flowing cap came along in the direction of the pillar box. Clarence Armitage trembled and almost shook in his excitement Buv a new event cahncd him. As she approached the letter box and posted the letters she held in her hands a man came around the corner, his evening dress showing underneath the half open overcoat, his step unsteady and gay. As he approached the girl he se ined to recognize her. "Ah, Annie," he said, "is it you, my dear? Come for a walk." "No, sir certainly not"

Clarence gave a fearful start, for it was his wife's voice. "Bosh and nonsense!" replied the man. "You must come. You area devilish good looking girl, Annie."

He had got up to the girl and had taken hold of her arm, roughly too. "No, sir you mustn't talk like that, and you hurt me." "Hurt you? Nonsense!" was the reply, thickly spoken, partly from passion, partly from drink. "Let me go! You must let me go!"

Clarence Armitage stepped forward, and as the fellow took hold of the girl's bodice in a rude, rough fushion he struck him full in the face and then turned to his wife and hastily whispered: "Don't cry out, darling! I havo been watching for you so long. Come home to me ng: in—come home! Come now, while there is yet time to get in quietly."

Kate Armitage stood dazed, but allowed her husband to carry her rather than lead her toward the house. Fortunately no one was about. Hastily opening the door with his key, he drew Iter inside and shut the door. "Oh, Clarence, I cannot, I cannot!" she cried as she covered her face with her hands and slid down on to the floor of the dining room, where he had taken her. "You have found me out, and now you are going to torture me, to send me away from my watchhouse next door. Oh, don't do thatl Be merciful, dear, for our old love's sake for our children's sake!" "Katie, dear, be calm, be calm," hereplied soothingly. "You shall never leave me again, never again, I swear! Oh, how I have longed for you again! How I have sought for you! How our children have prayed for you! There now, do not cry, darling. Be quiet, and all will yet be well."

He took her all over the house, pointed out that everything stood just as It used to stand, took her into their bedroom and showed her her dresses still hanging in the wardrobe, her jewel case, her hairbrushes, her linen, just as she had left them. Finally, after a night of such painful joy as Is not known to any but such as these he let her say a prayer over her sleeping children. And then he once more folded her in his arms, led her down stairs to the study, where of old they generally sat, and talked of the praotical side of the questic that remained to them. She had assumed the position of a domestic servant next door because she wanted to be near. She had preserved her secret all these month? and had seen and known his watchful care of their children.

Only one thing he insisted upon—that they should be remarried at once that she should change her dress, and he would take her to a hotel as soon as the day had begun, that *he should go down into the country the d: after, and he would brim the children to her for their summer holiday. "Yes, my love, my love," he said as he held her at arm's length and surveyed her In her black dress, "my beautiful love, we will keep this dress sacred to this night."

And while her tears flowed fast and it seemed impossible to make the throbbing heart peaceful again he reverently put on her one of her old dresses, and then once more they talked of their old, old love, and he once more declared she must never ieave him. They left the house before the servants began to stir, and their strange wooing ceased until once more they were husband and wife.—Sketch.

Kipling's Famous Poem.

It is the sentiment-, says Arlo Bates in The Atlantic, and not the object, which arouses sympathy and kindles the imagination. No mistake could be more complete than to suppose that in this poem is to be found any argument in favor of the use of machinery as material for poetry. In "McAndrew's Hymn" it is the character of the stanch old engineer and his feelings by which the reader is moved. The wonders of the neat engine are a hindrance, and not a help, if they are looked at in any way other than through the eyes of MoAndrew. The piece succeeds or fails to the degree in which it makes bis emotion real and contagious to the reader, and that, too, as emotion pure and simple, quite without regard to wiiat has excited it In so far as the attention is oaught by tailrod, crank throws, feeding pump and "purrin dynamos"— finely suggestive as is the epithet in this last—the emotional effect is weakened at the expense of the intellectual.

Daniel Lambert, the most noted example of obesity recorded in medical annals, was born in 1770 and died at the age of 40 of excessive fat His weight was 739 pounds.

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•Dear baby spoke today!" she crte& "He said "Mamma* as plain as plain oould

And it was sweet his dimpled smile And sweet his gurgling baby laugTi to hear. Come quick! Perhaps he will again. The ', dear!

And. oh. I am so happy!

"Baby is growing big so fast.

And, oh."—the sudden tears gushed to her eyes— "He'll speak and walk and grow so big and wise. And love another best and woo and And have no longer need of me," si said, "And I am so unhappy!" —J. L. Heaton in "The Quilting Bee."

A LESSON IN ECONOMICS.

A Young Woman Gives a Young Man Some Valuable Tips.

Again it is a Washington girL This time she appears as an angel of economy to a young man who needs that kind of angelio administration about as much as any other young man in the Capital City, and she is just as successful as if she were trampling him under her scornful heel and making him feel how utterly holpless man'is in conflict with the irresistible. "By Jove he was saying, "this sort of thing is simply intolerable!" "What sort of thing?" she inquired, with admirable poise. "Why, I have just had to pay a messenger 40 cents to deliver a note up town for me, and be was gone less than half an hour. It would be cheaper to have hired a cab and horse and driver, and still cheaper to have sent it by mail under a special delivery 6tamp." "What was the note?" she asked, womanlike, before 6he thought "A response to an invitation to dinner. "Forty cents is cheap for a good dinner, she smiled. "But I couldn't go," he wailed. "It was a declination, and the 40 cents on top of that. Really, though, this messenger service is a rank imposition and should not be tolerated. Twenty-five cents an hour is ample, with short distances at 10 or 15 cents. Tho convenience is easily worth -that, but more than that is plain extortion and the greed of monopolies." "You have my sympathy. You are the more entitled to it because you don't seem to know any better. Now, why aren't you as bright as a man I know, who hasn't any more money than you have? When he has a note or a book to send to a girl, he doesn't waste 40 cents on a grinding monopoly —oh, that's what it is," she laughed, as Bhe noted his look of surprise, "we have a call in our house, and I am compelled to uFe it sometimes—but he does a much better thing. He just adds 10 cents to bis 40, slips around to the florist's, crc.ers 50 cents' worth of violets sent to the girl, puts the note in with the flowers, and there you are. See? Only 10 cents out and think how much in—for girls do love flowers, even 50 cents'worth."

The young man began gasping for air. "Or," she went right on, "if it is the season when flowers are more expensive than messenger service, just substitute candy for flowers. You can get something perfectly lovely for 00 cents, and to add a book or pleasant note to it makes it well worth the girl's kindest thought and your 20 cents extra. Now, is the plan clear to your stupid brain?''

Whether it was or not the young woman that very afternoon received a delightful note of thanks for valuable information, accompanied by a 50 cent bunch of violets from a well known florist—Washington Star.

How to Avoid Gaining Flesh.

If one can believe what one reads, the flesh reducing system may be put in a line: No liquid at meals." This is said to be the only requisite Dr. Schweninger, Bismarck's physician, makes of his patients who would decrease their weight

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