Semi-weekly Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 2 July 1897 — Page 2

WHEN IS A WOMAN OLD

This query on my mirror hung: "When is a woman old?" It clings to me, and long has clung—

The answer must be told! 'Ah, some are old before half way, And some are never old For these but laugh life's ckres away*

While those both fret and scold!

And yet it is no easy task, However well controlled. To answer one, if she should ask: "When is a woman old?"

The younger ones never ask you, gir The answer to unfold— The older ones only ask you, siri "When is a woman old?"

Conceited ones are never soUnhappy ones too soon But wise ones love life's morning glow,

And prize its afternoon. The graceful old ones are still young. And those alone are old Who try to make themselves look young

When age has taken hold.

The old in years who live among Those younger in their hearts, .Will And themselves remaining young

Long after youth departs—

A« rang as women cling to youth, disregard taeir age, They never can be old forsooth—

Their youth fills up the page. Yes, some are old before their timeOld age usurps their youth:. gome are young beyond their prim6—

Unless they hide the truth.

AVOIDING FAMILY JARS.

simply asking her husband at breakfast time on a hot day, "What would you like for dinner?" almost any woman can get up a little domestic shindy. True, her task of furnishing the table in summertime is doubly hard, but by asking the question quoted above she merely adds to her daily burden of trouble. Clever and wise, therefore, is she who sets out to woo appetite without the knowledge of her husband and children. When they come down to breakfast the room is cool, the shades are drawn, so that the light, though clear, is cool. The table, instead of being covered in white, Is bare save where embroidered doilies protect its polished surface from contact with the china. In the middle is a low bowl of Jilne roses or 6f yellow buttercups or of green foliage. At each place is a small dish of strawberries or of sliced tomatoes or of pineapple or blackberries or huckleberries—something sweet or tart to be eaten before one realizes whether or not he is hungry. Then the housewife, though she realizes that her flock must have a nourishing breakfast, does not have brought on steaks or chops,,..or .fried potatoes or other dishes suggestive of December. Instead an omelette, light as foam eggs scrambled or poached, delicately broiled fish lying in a bed of green cresses, toast and coffee come in appetizing array, and the daintiness of the breakfast has induced the family to eat it without realizing that it Is an unpleasant duty. The other meals are planned as carefully. For luncheon there is a little cold bouillon that stimulates the appetite and does not outrage an overheated palate. Cold sliced meats, green salads and fruit, all served to please the eye as well as the taste, make the meal a success. And even dinner, where the solid, substantial products of the market are more or less a necessity, Is served with such refreshing coolness .that even hot roast beef or broiled chicken does not seem to quarrel with the thermometer. There are dishes of crack-

Ed ice holding radishes or olives. There Is a cool salad and the promise of a cold dessert to make even the children do their duty in regard to tho hot viands.

A HINT TO WOMEN.

••my does a man always button from left to right a woman from right to left?" is the plaint of a modern novelist, a. woman, by the way, although one who masquerades in literature as a man. She goes on to say: "It's a fact, though. The buttonholes in a woman's garments are always made on the right, never on the left and it's just as awkward for her to button our way as for us to try hers.

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Hang it, man, I know it's so. I

got a poor woman to make me some pajamas, and she put the darned buttonholes wrong side. I had to get the beastly things changed." Interesting as these statements are intrinsically, they have another value. They make it very plain that the woman novelist is not familiar with the up-to-date shirt waist affected by her sex, which, among other imitations of the attire worn by men, buttons from left to right. It took women a good while to get used to the innovation, but smart, shirt waist makers insisted upon It, and there is no question of its being "the,thing." "If you want your garment to have the true tailorly effect it must have its buttonholes on the left side," Eaid the shirt waist maker, "just as it must have its shoulder seams well forward. Any infringement of these rules ind your shirt waist will look like nothing more masculine than a severely cut !rcss bodice." The main distinction nowadays between the "home-made" shirt vaist and the tailor-made article lies in ihe way the shoulder seams and buttonholes arfe manipulated, and the greater »f these is the buttonholes. So generally Is this acknowledged, indeed, that the ilever home dressmaker of the day never »akes the mistake of misplacing shirt n-aist buttonholes she knows too well what will give the hallmark of elegance ind smartness to the garment. This reversion in the matter of buttonholes is vorth noting. It is but a detail, of course, tnd.yet it is only applied to shirt waists, but details have a way of showing how the wind blows, while shirt waists are rapidly becoming the uniform of femiainity. The left side buttonhole may be more significant of sartorial revolution ihan bloomers themselves.

Ingenious Skirt Lifter.

Women who do not care to adopt the Ihort skirts advocated by the Rainy Day ilubs are using an ingenious contrivance tapes and rings to keep their draperies out of harm way in wet weather. The skirt thus elevated does not look nearly so ungraceful as one would expect, and it has this advantage, for those who consider it so, that it can be lowered In a secondhand when the ^sun appears one is not left high and dry in storm

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QUIET WEDDINGS IN ORDER.

Brides Show a Strong Tendency Toward Economical Ideas. It Is decreed that the summer bride will have many maids to follow her to the altar. In fact, one fashionable brideelect has invited ten of her best girl friends to sit in the front pews during the ceremony they will wear white and be her bodyguard in a measure, but they will not escort her either to or from the chancel. She will go in with her elder brother and come back with her husband. She will stand at the foot of the chancel until she has been united to her betrothal then they advance up the steps of the chancel to the minister, the ten bridesmaids in front of the church standing as bride and groom pass out. It is considered more artistic for the bride to be the central feature, and not be contrasted with others. This is why it is decreed she shall stand at the altar, the only woman among the black coats of the men. If she doesn't wish to hurt the feelings of girl friends .by ignoring them, let her do as this bride will doask them to sit in front and wear her uniform, Large receptions after the ceremony are getting less in vogue. Whatever is to be done in a social way awaits the pair's return from their honeymoon. To go traveling to large cities on one's honeymoon is not good form. That sentimental period must be spent in some quiet old town or country place maybe some picturesque wayside inn. Even if the pair are fortunate enough to have a European trip in store for them, it is taken after the honeymoon period of two weeks is ended. And who would want to get acquainted with one's husband, suffering from seasickness and looking ugly and white as a ghost? Not a girl with a bit of vanity in her temperament, surely! And so much vanity is as necessary to a person as salt to an egg. It gives flavor and relish to the personality.

The bridal gown is not so elaborate as formerly. It is of exquisite texture, but made plain, preferably. The train does not need to be carried by pages, and the bodice should be high-neckeu and with long sleeves. No jewels should be worn, and the veil, unless an heirloom of lace, should be of tulle. The wreath of orange blossoms is "out," but she wears at the left side of her head a knot of these flowers.

The new veils have a short piece over the face, which is thrown back as she comes out of the church.

Elaborate trousseaus are also going out. The most frivolous of women even have found that fashions change too quickly, and the majority of social demands are not sufficient to require any great outlay of costumes.

For the June bride a nobby tailor frock, a grenadine for visiting, then the usual complement of muslin, ginghams and shirt waists. She is not supposed to be marrying a man that cannot give her a new gown for a year or so.

As for the dozens of underwear, this is "out," too. It can be all expressed in the saying of a very bright, well-known girl, who, when queried as to her trousseau of lingerie, said: "Oh, I just put fresh bows on the ones I had."

Sensible girl. For nowadays all wholesome, well-kept girls are supposed to have all that is necessary in the way of underwear at all times.

THE WHEEL ENTHRONED.

The Lap Dog and Horse is Ousted From Woman's Material Possessions. As the bicycle becomes more and more the companion of woman it becomes to her the dearest of all her material possessions. The care and, yes, the love formerly bestowed upon her beautiful thoroughbred saddle horse or on the dainty lap dog has been transferred to the newer wheel. "I guess I'll try and learn to ride and then if I succeed I'll purchase a bicycle in the summer," remarked one girl to another the other day. "And if I do may I use yours to practice on?" she asked. "Use my wheel to practice on?" fairly shrieked the owner. "Well, I guess not why I wouldn't loan it to the queen herself. You may borrow my watch and the rest of my jewelry, you may take my whole wardrobe I will even give you exclusive possession of half my inheritance, but lend my wheel and especially to ride on, never!" and she mounted and rode off in high disdain.

And she was right. It is generally fatal for a machine to lend it, and for your wheel's sake, as well as for your own, do not let others ride it or tamper with it. The bides rented to the public at large are, in a few weeks after purchasing, in a sorry condition, and of course, the same result will ensue from lending a wheel promiscuously to anyone who asks for the loan of it. The borrower is frequently careless and does not take even ordinary care of it when in her possession, and even when she really means to be considerate the chances are that something will be out of order upon its return. Then, ,after one has perfectly adjusted all the parts to her particular form, no other woman can ride it without readjustment, and the owner will be apt to go to much trouble to return it to its original position. One must run the risk of being thought selfish and disobliging, but the owner of the wheel can bear with that rather than have her beloved wheel damaged or put out of gear.

FASHIONABLE NOTES.

The Sort of Thing Worn apd Approved by the Modish Woman. With the light hat or bonnet wear a white veil with black dots.

The season's frocks for little people are quite as elaborate as those designed for older people, and follow closely the same rules in regard to smaller skirts and sleeves.

The patent leather half shoe is good form with the white gown. In fact, these shoes trimmed with perforated bands in graceful curves along the sides, are the very newest summer footgear.

Wash silks, mousselines and chiffons are shown in truly surprising variety. Satin duchesse, satin brocade, moire velour and taffeta in black are sold for skirts to be worn with dressy bodices.

Anything purple, green, red or blue seems to sell well at the silk counters. Although some grays, browns and deep pinks are displayed, brightness predominates, and it will be a gay season. Taffeta and foulard are the reigning silks for summer. Very bright glace silks for lining retail from 50 cents to $1.

Charming fancy plaids, stripes and small figures obtain in taffeta for waists. Among the dainty garnitures are "cloth-of-gold gauze," mousseline, chiffon, linen and nainsook embroideries, louisine ribbons, Valenciennes insertions and lightmeshed laces. For collars, bows, belts and rosettes, satin, velvet and taffeta ribbons are generally used.

A Tempting Reward.

Mother (coming swiftly)—Why, Willie! Striking your little sister? Willie (.doggedly)—Aunt Frostface made me.

Aunt Frostface—Why, Willie! I said if you did strike her I would never kiss you again.

Willie (still doggedly)—Well, I couldn't 1st MA rhanra lika dJU jUin. Jh

"Now wake me up at six o'clock, sgs Said he, on going to "bed, "To-morrow is my busy day,'

And I'll get up," he said. 4$

His patient wife, who previously Experiments had tried, Said nothing—only looked at him,.

TERRE HAUTE EXPRESS, FRIDAY MOKSTSQ, JULY 2, 189T.

A DOMESTIC IDVX.

And softly, sadly sighed. The night passed on. the morning came. At six she said, "My own, It's six o'clock. You know, you sai$

He grunted, "Lemme 'lone!'* e" At seven she gently tried again. But once again without ••i The slightest semblance of success-

He only snapped, "Get out!"

At eight her courage almost failed. And turned to wholesome dread. For as she spoke she had to dodge

A boot flung at her head. •£.-*'

Again she came at nine o'cloclir w. But gave up trying then 11 -r And he whose busy day it wa9

Got up at half-past ten. Then came the tide of bitterness That overflowed her cup For he remarked, "What! half past ten?

Why didn't you wake me up?"

MEN'S WOMEN AND WOMEN'S WOMEN

Showing the Different Points Between the Blondes and Brunettes. The color crank has a new theory. It's about women.

Most theories are. That's because men make them. Women don't care to theorise. There isn't enough personality in it. "There are just two kinds of women in the world," says the color crank, the women's woman and the men's woman."

The women's woman is blonde The men's woman Is brown. The blonde woman is not admired by men. That's because the blonde woman never really cares the snap of her finger for a man. Men are sportsmen. They do not care for game that stands still to be shot.

That's what a brown woman does, every time. She falls in love and she stays in love. Tou can neglect her, or beat her, or starve her, and she goes right on loving you just the same. She can't help it. She's brown.

You never saw a blonde woman in a police court begging the judge to have mercy on her husband for beating her.

Three-quarters of the divorced women are blondes. Blonde women are united in a sort of sisterhood of hatred. They hate men, and they rejoice together over the triumph of any woman over any man. The brown women hate each other.

When a brown woman is jealous she blames the other woman. A blonde woman blames the man.

Tell a story of domestic infelicity to a group of women and all the blonde women will side with the woman, and all the brown women will hurry home and tell their husbands what an awful wife so and so must have.

A blonde woman believes just about one-half her husband tells her. A brown woman believes a good deal more than he ever dreams of telling her.

I heard three women talking the otner day. One of them was telling about an aged minister who had scandalized his congregation by marrying a little girl sixteen years old. "The old wretch!" said pne of the women. She was a blonde. "What a horrid little girl," said the other woman. She was brown.

Blonde women look very feminine. They are not. They think too much. Brown women do not think—they feel.

Look at the breach of promise cases, and the alienation of affection casesblonde plaintiffs every time. There's money in it. Look at the jealousy cases, the attempts at violence, the revenge^ cases—brown women in 'em, everq day. in the week.

Features? They have something to do with the as Surroundings? A brown woman is a brown woman, rich or poor, ignorant or cultivated, and that' means that she is a primitive, easily un^ derstood and somewhat single-minded/ creature, who will fight, for her children: like a tigress, turn on her best woman friend without a scruple and stand by. any kind of a husband through thick andthin just because he is her. husband.

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A blonde woman is a blonde woman, old or young, rich or poor, ugly or pretty',' and that means that she is nimble-witted and unscrupulous to men and honest with women whenever she possibly can be. She will love her husband as long as he iS good to her, and she will bring suit for alimony the minute he wavers in his dutv.

Red? Red haired woman are like red haired men. They are a genus apart'. You never know for any certainty what a red haired man will do next. You never even try to imagine what a red haired woman may do next. "Men's women and women's womenthen are only two kinds."

You see the color crank knows all about women. He has never married one. It must be a comfort to be so clever.

HOW SHE DOES IT.

A Woman Tells How She Manages to Get Along Without a Servant, I will tell you how I do my work and it may help you. I have only my husband, and so my work is very easy. I get up in the morning at 6 o'clock (my husband has to be at work at 7), light my fire, and put the teakettle on partly full of water. Then I dress, and by that time my water is hot, and I make my coffee and "cook oatmeal. I cook eggs or steak, warm over potatoes or the like, and breakfast is all ready at 6.30. I clear off my table, wash my dishes at once, then if I want to make a cake or pie I do that next. I wash my potatoes, and get any other vegetables ready that I have for dinner then sweep my kitchen and dust. My cake or pie is done by that time, and I am ready to make my bed, dust the sitting room and do any little thing I may happen to have to do on that morning. That is what I have done this morning, and it is 9 o'clock. I have nothing more to do until it is time to get dinner. When I do my own washing I put my clothes to soak Sunday night just before I go to bed. I wash them out as soon as we are through breakfast Monday morning. When I take my clothes off the line I fold them, as it saves many wrinkles and they iron so much more easily. I Iron Tuesday, and if I have any mending to do I take it after dinner before I. put the clothes away. I sweep when my rooms are. dirty, not on any particular, day, and I never sweep all my rooms on one day. I have four rooms, and I try to have them always sweet and clean. My friends say they never can find a speck of dust where I am. I don't think that is true, for dust gets the better of us all sometimes.

Miss Kate Helmke, a teacher in the Missouri Asylum for the Blind, in St. Louis, is an accomplished bicyclist, though totally blind. She rides unattended through the city streets, her keen sense of hearing warning her of the approach of vehicles.

HOW WOfflEN CHEAT THIRST

BEIIfG A TRUE ACCOUNT OF THE HISTORY AND MYSTERY OF SODA WATER.

HI ILL IE FAIR SEX LIKE IT

They Treat One Another at the Fountains the SUM Way as the £fes Who Drink Strong Drinks at Their Bars.

It" sounds rather advanced to write a worfian's article, for a woman's page, upon the one topic of drinks, drinks that in scorn were at one time called by the sterner sex women's drinks. Whether it is owing to otfr dry heat, or to the intensity of our heat, whether only because we are inclined to be extreme in all we do, and if we like a thing to find it hard to have to much of it, the fact remains that we Americans do drink more than any other people. Not necessarily vicious drinking, but from the ice water fiend to the rare American who never touches water, we all seem to require a surprising amount of liquid refreshment. Some yfears ago it was a very serious Question tor us poor women how to get this refreshment. We are built in regard to thirst much as are our men, but nowhere en route could we get anything on a hot day to help us endure the heat, and often when a delicate woman, half frozen, chilled to the bone, might have been saved from illness by a timely warm drink, alas custom said, "No, get sick, have peneumonia, break up a household if you must, but go on freezing until your distant home can be reached there is no decent provision made by which you, as a woman, can get a womanly drink." Thank goodness, that day is passed. From the era when "American drinks" and mixed drinks were, terms synonymous with strong drinks Only, an age has arisen where it must be clearly stated whether it is strong drinks or "soft drinks" to which reference is made and it goes without saying that in this woman's article such a distinctly masculine subject as strong drink is not even thought of. Even the new woman has nothing to complain of as to limitation in quenching her thirst, the variety of drinks open to her is so immense and so undeniably good at this present day. It is one of the few drawbacks to our fascinating trips' abroad that we women cannot get enough to drink. There has been improvement, immense

IMPROVEMENT OF LATE

years, for the "beaten track" in Europe is run now with an eye to pleasing the ubiquitous, all pervading American, but even now when a wide awake waiter has given you one glass of water with a tantalizing piece of Ice in it the size of a marble, he has done his best, and often we have to put up with the "frozen carafe," which rapidly grows warm and still oftener in the haste of travel and change, we poor women really suffer from thirst. Of course there is always beer, good, cold beer, but we do not all like beer, and there in the midst of plenty, and with money in your pocket, nine out of ten of you will really suffer for the need of a good, soft drink, a cool, refreshing nourishing drink. We have made some changes over there by our demands, and now the alert American can find a little shop painted blue just off the Avenue de l'Opera, where an American, realizing the wants of his fellows, has opened a composite soda fountain, ice cream shop and home made cake store. It sounds like a terrible mixture, but oh! how one rejoices to see it, to hear the cool fizz of the soda, and if you have been over long, how good American cake tastes after a diet of the Frenchiest of French fancy cakes. Even conservative England has slowly yielded. Every Englishwoman you know will tell you how cold drinks are sure death, but finding you her match in health and probable longevity, she cautiously tastes and becomes converted. We can get some very Inferior soda in the United Kingdom now, but it is hard to find, and we do not wonder that the Englishwoman who is tired of a diet of warm water, sometimes takes to a B. and S., a la her husband. Poor things, they would despise our pity, but it is the scorn of ignorance. They do not know what we have over on this side of the water to help us endure the blazing sun and to make nourishment easy in the hot weather. Wilful women must have what she wants just as much Rts wilful man, and she has it. We have bars that are most marvelously .expensive in their outfit, where the mostt refined woman may appear and have men who ,c^n shake and rtix and measure, in the ccinipilation of our luscious soft drinks, julst as dexterously as the famous bar tehder of whose powers we women are cointent merely to hear, and let me tell a sefcret right here. It is said by a good m|any people who ought to know that vejry nearly as many men drink our women's drinks as do women. So much th better, for there is only good to be gdtten from our beverages, while some others I hear are not quite so harmless. The surprising thing about this habit or necessity of drinking cold drinks, soft drinks, is the immensity of the trade that has sprung up to keep pace with the demand. There is hardly a distance of two squares anywhere in this city within which no cold drink is to be had. The fountains phiz and look and are cool, and we women buy. There are women in this city who spend over $3 per week on themselves and their friends in simply drinking. It is our way of being sociabie. We don't go up and

SLAP EACH OTHER

on the back and then two moments later swallow cocktail as do our men, but we wear the cocktails and swallow an egg well-beaten up with something else, with our friend. If we want to talk for five minutes we can buy a chair, a pretty shelter from heat or cold, and under the genial influence of a "drink" talk over old times with a woman just met nowadays, whereas in times of yore we either had to block the public way or walk down street together jostled by the crowd distracted by its noise, utterly uncomfortable in a dozen respects and incapable of enjoying each other. There is a great deal said about the injurious things we drink, but that argument may be swept aside in short order. If we go to aood places we can get good things. There is nothing we buy to eat, drink or wear that may not be a hoax. Think in this hot weather what fresh fruit juice is to usjuice that has been crushed from the pithy cells of oranges or separated from the more or less dangerous seeds or berries. How delicious pineapple is, yet how hard it is to eat and harder still to prepare. We all know that the ideal breakfast begins or ends with fruit, and it is mo wonder if after our morning meal is passed and we go down town we just coolly, comfortably and easily drink some fruit, all deliciously prepared for us, and pay our little fee of five or ten cents, thankful that the day of women's drinks is full upon us. Then, too, there are nourishing drinks. Illk and egg is drunk byhundred? of our women every day, all shaken up and foaming, and containing enough nourishment to make a really satisfactory lunch. There is a firm that uses tw'enty dozen eggs a day simply in making up soft drinks, Where they form part of the mix. What do you think of a yearly average sale per day of 2,000 glasses of—well, of any of over 100 different kinds of soft drinks. Two thousand glasses per day sold at one place! One hardly dares to think how many may be sold over the city in the hundreds of places where people stop in to get cool and quench their thirst. It is the cry of our thirsty women that is directly accountable for the uae and tremendous growth of this soft drink business. Once more, though it may be called a little thing, we have been benefactors to the race, for the strong drink has a most formidable rival in the soft drink, and remember, tht-y were once called women's drinks. Of course, the season governs the style of drink we want. Now it is ice in one way or another that we

want-Eomething

DID A BRIGHT THING

when he decided to put ice cream into his drinks, for of all tha people of thai world we love ice cream most in this city, and now we take our cream and scda together. One house alone makes over fifty quarts of cream daily to meet the summer demand for "ice cream soda" which is, after all, in thl3 country the king of soft drinks. Our little boys and girls learn their first lessons in treating drawn by its irresistable attractions to the neighboring drug store, and it is the first drink most of us call for. Just why this Is I do not know, unless It is on the plan of the flock of sheep that follow the, leader. We know what ice cream soda }s and .we don't risk new things, yet those, new things are just as good and many of them better for the health generally, that Is if you arc going to drink three dollar's worth of soft drinks a week. Out. of one hundred different kinds of drinks' we ought to be able to g*t a variety and we ought to order with sense. Now is the fruit season and as our berries, our peaches and our plums come, we ought to call for then, their clear, cool juice and drink our fill. As for the art ot mixing, It is no easy tarade to learn. The best men In the city have been growing with the custom and have been at it for years. They have to personally superintend the replenishing of their stock from day to day. Nothing is kept in stock of the fresh drinks it it is all prepared each morning. Just think of the quantities of fruit that Is bought and used for our calm delectation! It takes a ton of Ice each day to run one establishment here In town one ton! The size of it fills us with respect for our little habit of drinking soft drinks. I don't believe many women think as they set down their empty glass of the immense trade they have been helping on no one need sneer at the women's drink any longer. They are the universal drinks the good, healthful, harmless drink that will in time, perhaps, crowd the other drinks a little, strong though they be. There Is one odd thing about the trade. It is better in winter than in summer that is, the actual sale of separate drinks Is greater. It may be that we can better stand our heat than the cold that we run In more often to escape the wind and to warm our hearts with a good hot drink. After a careful look at the question of women's drinks, it proves, as is generally proved, that they are a good thing not only harmless, but good. Good for the health and good socially. There Is no reason why we should not

MEET OUR FRIENDS

and enjoy the "bonne camaraderie that used to belong exclusively to men. There is a real pleasure in treating, and few of us are averse to a return of the compliment. As for the extreme of the thing, those who spend $3 a week— that may mean forty drinks in six days, but it does not it means that the woman who can afford it indulges her taste for a 15cent drink and treats her friends to it, and pays down a half dollar all at once for one glass that she has swallowed and those of her three friends. I am told that women seem especially fond of treating they seem to feel a little of the "wild and giddy" power of the wild oat sower, man, when they lay down their pay for the crowd, and they understand the art of returning the compliment, though I believe they do not do it all at one sitting, as they should to be In line with those who set the example. Putting aside the question of abuse, the soft drink era is one of real blessing to us we can get something to help us out with our shopping when we are tired: better than this, busy women can in ten minutes' time get a really nourishing drink that will help them over a strain and be of inestimable value because timely. No longer must we beg a glass of questionable water at any possibly charitable door if attacked by thirst, or else wait until we can go home. We are free at last, even in this, that there are woman's drinks always ready to be had, no matter where we may find ourselves, the only word or warning needed in regard to them being to be reasonably, sure you buy at a reliable place. There is a word needed, too, in regard to yourselves. Do use sense and order judiciously. Every woman knows what agrees with her and knowing let her adhere to her regime with conscientious tenacity. I cannot take soda, so I do not try, but I find about 100 other beverages, all of which agree with me. I can drink very cold things, so I drink them, once to the horror of a Frenchman who looked, I know, to see me drop dead, but I dissappointed him, though (it was after a ride on my wheel) I drank a whole carafe of cold water and wanted more. One man's meat is another's poison you know, and each must judge for herself. Nature always gives plenty of warning and we must judge, each for herself, and by discretion prove that we are rational" and to be trusted at our bar and before its temptations.

WILD FLOWERS IN FAVOB.

They Are Now Being Worn by Many Fair Women, This is a wild flower year. Not in town, of course, where, beyond a few puny petalled specimens of daisies to be found at the florist's wild-flowers don't count, but in the country, where all of a sudden women have discovered the beauty, the charm, and above all the novelty of wildflowers as ornaments. It is the latest floral wrinkle to wear nosegays of those blossoms which Mr. Newell has cleverly pictured as frightening the little girl because they were "so wild." Daisies, of course, and after them buttercups, dandelions and even the plebeian "butterneggs" that brighten the most unpretentious roadside. But first in favor among these wildfiowers for wear comes clover. Both red clover and white, and especially that which is neither white nor red, but of the same size as the white, is yet a loveiy, luscious pink. Whether this last named is simply the result of too great neighborlincss on the part of the white with the red is not known. The chief requirement for wildfiowers as for tame flowers is that they shall have long stems and plenty of foliage. Only those who have never seen a smart woman wearing wildfiowers can regard the thing superciliously. So far as sheer smartness goes nothing more fetching can be Imagined than a bunch of red clover worn with an all black toilet. Such a combination seen at a garden party not long ago drew all eyes. At another garden party in the same neighborhood a little later, however, there were—well, the minority said two. but the majority said one woman not attired in an all-black toilet garnished with a nosegay of red clover. About the only objection that can justly be urged against the wearing of wildfiowers is that they keep fresh for such a little while. They are such thirsty things, wilting in water all too soon, while when worn they droop and fade in an incredibly short time. But if. as sometimes asserted, it is the perishability of all flowers that constitutes their chief charm, the ultraperishabllity of wildfiowers should make them just that much more charmful. It is worth noting that knowing old mother Nature has caugM on to the present fancy for wildfiowers, and particularly for wild clover. Never Rave the fields and roadsides been more plentifully decorated 4-ith the fragrant things—all of course to meet the supply that fashion demands.

Fair But

cool.

In December It will be hot broths. The coda water man

A Boston m?in, wedded but three months, Is about to bring a suit for divorce upon somewhat novel grounds. His wife has always been regarded as an attractive woman, but she was courted and won by her husband largely on account of her luxuriant and beautiful hair. His compliments were showered upon her hair profusely before and after marriage. Now he has discovered that all bat a few straggling threads of that hair were purchased in a switch. It Is said that he made the discovery about a week ago and has not been living with his wife since

A man with a small salary and a large family says, if pride goes before a fall, he would like to see pride start on a little ahead of the price of coal and provisions.

BOW IBEY BARRY IN PARIS

THE CUSTOSS IN FRANCE VASTLY DIFFER*5 ENT FROM THOSE OBTAINING HERE.

TWO CEREMONIES HECESSARt

According to the Present Fashion a Spee* ies of Elopuicv.^'otln«| th« C^hnreh Cvremojiy Alter I,utu:^ #s

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Im these days of June weddings it may interest brides and bridegrooms in*thi» city to read how the mostj important o^ all social ceremonies ,is» condmved in th« Freneii capital., Th^ .custom In ccnnec» tion tlier^v.-ith di2er widelr from those,, obtaining: In this country. In the first place, two "trcfeinonies are prescribed by law fh' France^-the civil And rellgioes*' The former is usually1 perforfned the day before that at the church, but the con«i^ trading parties are not considered until the re'igious cersmor.y has taken'.place. At the civil marriage, which It performed by a magistrate or maire, tha

ame" (thanks, madame). He is tha first and only one between the civil and tin religious ceremonies who has the rigrhl to give this title (madame) to the b'ridet On the day of

THE CHURCH WEDDING

THE YOUNG COUPLE

go through a kind of elopement, and

PRESERVE YOUR ROSE PETAM,

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Place in a Sachet They make a Moafc, Delightful Perfumes. A novel and pretty method for preserving rose petals is the rose sachet. Not the old-fashioned sort, with cotton batting and perfumed powder, but a dainty bag of sheer muslin or silk, into which the petals are dropped and allowed to drjr" without the addition of salts, spices and the numerous other ingredients that used to make the rose jar a troublesome expense. One pretty rose sachet seen tht other day was of the finest flowered chiffon, with drawing strings and bows of delicate gieen taffeta ribbons. The filling was of rose leaves, pink, yellow and deep red, and had come all the way acrossthe continent from Tacoma. Another rose bag was of white chiffon embroidered ia colored butterflies, with triple accordionplaited frills to set off the sides and bottoms. The roses were of all colors and represented the flowers used by the owner during her first season, kt the various cotilions, teas and receptions she had attended. These sachets were suspended by long ribbon strings to the backs of artistic chairs. When the room is heated they emit a delicate perfume. Yet another, use Is to be made of rose petal* which may not sound so artistic, perhaps. but to the woman who is fond of daintily perfumed clothing it is equally as acceptibie. Petals are sewn in thhl muslin bags and placed in bureau and chiffonniere drawers among the clothing. The result is exceedingly pleasing. One young woman boasts that she has a rose bag for each sleeve of every one of her bodices, besides a goodly supply for her bureau drawers. They are made from flowers presented by her numerous male friends, and "keep her things" fresher and sweeter than any sachet she could purchase.

SUSY.

When Susy, smiling, mounts her bike, antf sails along adown the pike, a merry, winsome little tyke

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ladies of the "party appear in street dress,,^ while the gentlemen wear full dress wltJiiV, a black necktie. To this ceremony th«" bride, with her relatives, rides In the first carriage, while tne bridegroom, with his parents, rides in the second, the wiN nerses following. The ceremony of the civil weddir.g is a legal formality pre*1?v scribed by law, which play3 havoc withi-. the laws of etiquette. A3 a rule the brid#' Is led by her father', while the grootq5„-^ follows, leading his ctvn mother. Aftefthe civil wed41ng the newly married" couplo leave the mtire together and ride"' in one carriage With the parents cf tht,..1 b-ide, taking the back seat. In the maircj," an crflcial document is signed which U"' offered first to the bride, who signs he* maiden name. She hands the pen to th«' groom, who thanks her, making a bo^*„ at the same time saying "Metfci, •mad«jS

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the groom arrives first In the house o£' the bride, and personally hands her tni*4 boquet she Is to wear. The parents of th4-*' bride receive the other guests. When th«." company has assembled the party starts" for the church. In the first carriage ar« the bride with her mother and father in the second the groom with his parents, then the best man with the bridemaida and other friends of the family. Arrived at the church the order of the procession^ is prearranged, and the best men ar« carefully informed about the relation of" and rank of each participant. First come*', the bride on the arm of her father, then the groom with his mother the fatherof the groom with the mother of the bride the bridemaids with the best men and the witnesses with their ladies. The couples are usually so arranged thai ., each couple includes one member of each family. After the ceremony before thsn altar the party withdraws to the sacristy, in the following order: The bride take* the arm of her father-in-law, while th groom conducts his mother-in-law. In th sacristy the young couple enter thei names into the church register, then they.v. stand at one side to receive the coqgratu*.--lations of their nearest relatives and»friends. After this the young wife takel the arm of her husband. Just now it iltir the style that

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the purpose a coupe is ordered to "wral^ for the couple at the door of the sacristw-'* and instead of returning with the rest ol the party the young couple disappears from the church. It is no longer the style to give a great dinner and ball. Instead..*' of this an elegant lunch Is served at tha^y home of the bride's mother in this way, hospitality can be shown without worry* ing the young couple too much. At the. .' family dinner the places are as carefully distributed as at the church. At one side the new couple are seated side by side,,, while just opposite them are the parents^ of the bride. The father of the groom Is a neighbor of the bride's mother, while the groom's mother sits next to the bride's father. A wedding trip is still much in vogue, and even if the bride anct.,-. groom remain in town they make and re-, ceive no visits for four or six weeks. It Is considered bad form to visit a newly,: married couple before they have called themselves.

Is Susy.

Her wheel, of course, is painted red, a Jaunty cap sits on ner head, her bloomers—well, they'd strike you dead,

On Susy.

Her heart Is light and free as air, he* brew unseamed by carklng care,, and, with an aspect debonair,

Goes Susy.

But, passing by a farmyard gate, sht heard, alas: alack! too late, the rush made by a watchdog great

For Busy.

His jaws snapped like a trap of steel, with vicious grip he seised her heel,' and tumbling from her pretty wheel

Went Susy.

He rolled her all around the street, stepped on her with his dirty feet, ,th« .? bloomers were a wreck complete-

Poor Susy!

Just when the shades of evening fall, moved toward the town a carry-a»», In which, enveloped in a shawl.

Sat Susy.

Gone was her blithe, and jaunty air,

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one her appearance debonair, a perpicture of despair. Was Susy.

Abroad no longer Susy wheels, no mV the dogs snap at her heels, she stayi. at home and cooks the meals.

Does Susy.

The Sad Truth. &

Mrs. Mann (meeting her former servant)—Ah. Mary. I suppose you are getting better wages at your new place?

Mary—No, ma'am. I'm working foi nothing now I'm married

Buy the EXPRESS.

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