Walkerton Independent, Volume 34, Number 21, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 6 November 1908 — Page 5

MY COMRADE. I have a comrade; he and I are like As any pair of peas in any ]>od. A wilful creature he, as you would strike, And aye impatient 'neath alllift ion’s rod. When his own way he finds he cannot get He raises Ned and other things to boot; With awful voice ho roars his dreadful fret. Regardless that the world won't care a hoot. My comrade likes to play the newest game— Ho quickly tires of all that’s old and trite. x Scarce plays ho two succeeding days the same, Amusements seem tn age so over night. lie will not work unless he is compelled. He smiles on those with whom he thinks a smile The best investment, and his head gets swelled By people's praise, regardless of their guile. My comrade likes the food that least agrees With his digestion—hates the wholesome things; Hates other people’s warblings, but decrees We all stand breathless, harking while he slugs. In all those ways, and eke in many more. My comrade’s instincts tally well with mine. He is my child, I should have said before; He's two years old, ami I am thirty-nine. •—Chicago News.

□Mil W wtfi J wl Mat/ j MWI ' II ■ • 4Ui Ui r When Richard Harlow informed his wife through the 'phone one morning that Miss Carew was in town and had accepted his invitation to take dinner with them that evening, Louise, his wife, could scarcely keep back the remonstrating exclamation “Oh, Dick’.” but she restrained the impulse, and after a scarcely perceptible hesitation, answered, “Well, I'll try to have a good dinner." “Nice girl, Louise,’’ came back in a satisfied voice. “I knew you wouldn’t object. You never do. Is there anything you want me to get?” he asked. "No,” Louise returned. “I will order what I need from the grocery.” “All right.” said Dick. "Is 6 or 7 o’clock the hour?” "I think we’ll say 7.” Louise answered, mindful of the many things which must be done before evening. “All right,” Dick repeated. "I'd like you two girls to meet. You know you're sort of connected.” There was a touch of laughter In his voice which Louise understood and returned. “Goodbye,” said Dick. “Goodbye,” said Louise, and the conversation ended. Mrs. Harlow was in the midst of her spring housecleaning and was neither prepared nor in the humor of guests, especially when the guest was Richard's first love, a woman she never had seen, but had heard of frequently. While there was only one room in the chaotic condition pertaining to housecleaning, still the curtains were removed from several of the windows, and the house appeared in rather of a dismantled condition, according to Louise’s critical eyes. She took pride In her housekeeping always, but she was especially desirous there should lie no flaws when, for the first time, it came under Miss Carew’s observation. She should make the best of it and utter no apologies, she decided. Miss Carew should know without explarfatlon what was going on, though it was doubtful if sho would, Louise remembered, as she had never kept house herself and had no-practical knowledge of what it involved. Miss Carew was a successful lecturer. Speaking before the woman's clubs was her specialty, and an engagement of this sort bad brought her to the city. She and Dick were engaged, and their engagement broken, some time before he met Louise. It was scarcely more than a boy and girl affair, and Dick had never spent a moment in repining, but he was inclined to tease, and the prominence which Miss Carew’s name was given in the papers kept her in his memory, so that he often spoke of her to his wife in mock sentimentality, as his first love. Louise had an early romance, too. She told the story to Dick when they found they loved each other enough to marry, and then she promptly forgot the hero of her girlish dreams, though he occasionally wrote her a letter, to remind her that he still existed, and had not forgoten. For the first time in a Tong while Louise thought of him when she was making preparations to entertain Miss Carew, after having put a stop to the housecleaning operations. She smiled to herself when she remembered that always, in his letters, there were veiled illusions to the romance they had lived together, and thinly disguised regret that they should have parted. Now that the pain ho had mused her was past, the veiled allusions ami regrets filled her with amusement. He was the one who had ended the romance by marrying while she was away at school. He had written her loving letters each week, without xmveying a hint of what lie was intending. The news of it shocked ami hurt her sorely when It came from another source. After a while she did not care, and no thought of him had ever marred the happy, congenial life she and Dick lived together. In the midst of her reflections the telephone bell rang again, and she went to answer lt< summons She heard a soft, drawling vohe sk for Mrs. Harlow. “J am Mrs. Harlow,” she returned.

‘ls that you, Louise?” came through the 'phone. “I didn't dare to be sure. I happened to be passing through the city and thought I would cal] you tsp. Do you know who I am? Don't tel! me you have forgotten 1” The inflection of the tones were pleading. Louise knew the voice, though she had not heard it for years. Its sound was once like a hand laid upon ho? heart, but that effect was numbered with the things that have been and are no longer. "Why, its Charlie!” sho exclaimed, with well-simulated surprise. “How do you do? What a surprise you are! When did you come to the city, and where are you?” Her questions, save one, were ignored. “I am very well am] I want so much to see you. Can't I see you, Louise? Can’t I see you alone?” Mrs. Harlow was doing some rapid thinking. She had m> great desire to see her girlhood's love, but the idea of having him come to dinner with Dick's first love appealed to her sense of humor. Now that company hid been forced upon her, one more would make little difference. “Come out and have dinner with ws this evening,” she invited cordially. “I should love to have you come,” she assured him. “And may I see you alone, just for a few moments so we may talk of old times, Louise,” the soft, languid voice pleaded. “Oh, I don't know about that. Come out and see,” she answered, briskly. “Thank you, ever so much. Louise. I shall be glad to come,” she heard through the ’phone. Louise did not inform Dick of the addition to their party until be reached home a short time before the hour for dinner. He was Branding in the middle of their room, vigorously brushing his hair. The brushes wore suspended In midair, while he gave a long whistle of surprise when his wife told him who was coming. He looked a little grave and thoughtful, and glanced at Louise anxiously. She was standing before her mirror, apparently busily engaged with the finishing touches of her toilet. In reality, she was watching the reflection of her husband's face in the glass, and what she saw filled her eyes wilh the twinkle of mischief. “Yes,” she said, demurely. “I haven’t seen Charlie for years. I should like you two to meet each other. You know you’re sort of connected.” “Oi, you go on,” he exclaimed, throwing his arms around her, to the peril of her delicate gown. “Go on yourself, you’re another,” Louise Returned saucily. “I guess you're not the only one in the family who had a first love.” They indulged in a hilarious mood while they awaited their guests, but they received them with proper decorum. and talked polite nothings until dinner was served. Louise, conscious of looking pale and jaded after her day’s exertion, felt disturbed by the freshness and finish of the handsome Miss Carew. She was so correct in her appointments, and so sure of herself and of her attractions. The slender, unformed girl Dick remembered had developed into a Junoesque woman. Everything about her was in good practice, and she spoke as one who was accustomed to receiving attention. Dick was fascinated by the change, and paid her the homage of open admiration. Miss Carew was gracious to the others, but it was Dick in whom she was most interested, and upon whom she was exerting her charm. The two seemed so absorbed in each other that Louise and Charlie—whose formal name was Mr. Leland- were practically alone. While she talked with him, she studied him curiously, and marveled why he had once seemed a godlike creature to her. Meeting him now was as commonplace as getting up in the morning. To all outward appearances time had not changed him; it had simply passed him by. She noticed his hair had grown thin on the top of his head, kut it was carefully arranged so as to conceal his approaching baldness. His eyes were as bright and expressionless as ever, and the same girlish pink tinted the smooth skin of his cheeks. She listened to his talk, and discovered his mentality was as little changed as his physical appearance. Finding himself unnoticed by Dick and Miss Carew, he lowered his voice and threw the loverlike quality into his manner. Louise was not happy. The magnificence of Miss Carew overwhelmed her, making her feel insignificant and inferior. Miss Carew gave out the impression of one who had no weaknesses. People who have no weaknesses are so terrible. Louise thought, there is no way of taking advantage of them or of finding fault. She was not in the least influenced by Charlie. She glanced across the

table at Dick and rejoiced that, while ] he was not so polished or elegant aa ’ her first love, he was every inch a man, and genuine. She beard his hearty laugh in response to something Miss Carew was saying, and she became so lost to her surroundings in her pride of him that she forgot to listen to the tender reminiscences Charlie was murmuring. The same situation continued throughout the evening, with Dick and Miss Carew entertaining each other, while Leland and Louise kept near together. At length Charlie, awakening to the fact that the spell he had cast over Louise years before no longer held sway, assumed a hurt expression and was the first to go. “You're not the same Louise to me any more,” ho said, reproachfully, when site went with him to tiie door. “Why should I lie when you have a wife and 1 have Dick?” she answered. "All. yes,” lie sighed in departing. Louise returned to the room where Miss Carew and Dick were sitting. She took a chair near them, somewhat un-* certainly, not feeling sure she would be Included in their conversation. Dick, without pausing in what he was saying, extended his hand toward Louise in absentminded welcome. Miss Carew gave a condescending recognition of her presence. Louise's cheeks burned with a sense of injury, but she held her ground. Dick was her’s, and Miss Carew should know it. Finding that Louise intended to. stay. Miss Carew included her in the conversation, making an evident effort to talk down to her level. Miss Harlow, she thought, was not worthy of her ammunition, but as her guest she must be courteous. She did not wait long after Charlie had subed himself away, before she asked Dick to telephone for a carriage. Louise was astonislied at the alacrity with which her request was obeyed. She was relieved when her regal guest was borne away in the carriage, and the diminishing sound of the wheels assured her of Miss Carew's certain departure. She thought half resentfully, that Dick need nut have lingered quite so long at the door of the carriage, but Dick was home and Miss Carew had gone, and this was a groat consolation. She could hear Dick in the hall closing the house for the night. It had a homily sound that gave her a sense of security and comfort. When Dick came into the room he breathed a long “phew” as one wiio had passed through a trying exertion. "She's a wonder," lie said. "She’s a good-looker and a good dresser, hut I’d rather come down from the heights ami play tag with everyday mortals.” “Wiiy, Dick,” cried Louise. “I thought you were completely under the spell.” “I thought you were, too,” Dick returned, quickly. They laughed at each other in understanding. Then Dick went to ids wife, and loun -ing on the broad arm of her chair, held her to his shoulder. “Little mortal.” he whispensl. “I'm glad my first love and I didn't get married." His eyes rested fondly on Louise's happy face. She nestled cosily against him. and was silent for a moment. When she was ready to speak, “Dick, dear," she said, "I'm wondering how in the world 1 ever imagined myself in love with Charlie."—Toledo Blade. LAKE SUPERIOR WATER PUREST. Result of a Series of Tests Made by the Government. The water in Lake Superior is the purest in the great lakes, says the Cleveland Plahi Dealer. Lake Erie contains the largest per centage of incrustants. Lake Superior was sampled at Sault Ste. Marie, Lake Huron at Port Huron and Lake Michigami from the Strait of Mackinac near St. Ignae, Lake Erie at Buffalo. The series was completed by the collection of samples from St. Lawrence River below Lake Ontario, near Ogdensburg, N. Y. The stations were located at or very near the outlets of the lakes, so that the samples taken would be influenced as little as possible by local surface drainage. The ideal position for the stations would have been of course, in the middle of the lake, but for obvious reasons samples could uot be taken at such places. The analyses show that the waters hold in solution varying quantities of I calcium and magnesium compounds, ■ which, from their tendency to form ■ scale or incrustations on boilers, are ■ called incrustants. Named in the order of the total content of inerustants, beginning with the lowest, the lakes rank as follows: Superior, Huron, Michigan, Ontario, Erie. The waters of Lake Michigan and Lake Huron are nearly identical in quality, and the same may be said of those of Lakes Ontario and Erie. Lake Superior, however, carried just about half the amount of incrustants borne by the other lakes. The reason for this variation Is found in the geological formation that surround the lakes. The streams flowing Into Lake Superior drain areas composed chiefly of crystaline rocks which yield scant quantities of mineral matter to waters flowing through them; the streams entering Lakes Michigan and Huron, on the other hand, traverse regions made up largely of soluble sedimentary rocks, limestones, sandstones and clays, which yield to the waters comparatively largb amounts of the calcium and magnesium compounds. The difference in mineral content between Lake Huron and Lake Michigan results from the dilution of water of Lake Huron by the soft water of Lake Superior. Lake Erie is highest in incrustants because it receives not only the waters of Lakes Michigan and Huron, but the drainage from immense areas of sedimentary rocks in Indiana and Ohio and the province of Ontario. Her Cleverness. She —Mary Graham is certainly a * ' very clever woman, yet she has little to say. He —That's where her cleverness comes in. She leads a man to believe that she thinks he is worth lis- > tening to. —Pick-Me-Up.

A SOUTHERN NEIGHBOR. Enterprise and Thrift of the People ’ of Argentina. Some of the military and naval at- | taches sent us by foreign governments ' appear to be not only thoroughly competent in their professions, but to be men of all-around information in regard to the public affairs of their countries and to be ready to impart it on occasion in an attractive and I effective way, says the Cincinnati Enquirer. Lieutenant-Commander Atwell of the Argentine navy delivered an address at Cornell university not long since, which embodied some striking facts and figures in regard to the Argentine Republic. We are only just beginning to get acquainted with our South American neighbors and it is well to lose no opportunity to learn more about them. Few people keep their geography so fresh in mind that they will remember exactly the location and vast extent of Argentine. It extends from a tropical region on the north to a semiarctic climate on the south and takes in the entire southern end of the continent, with the exception of the narrow strip which Chi!^ holds on the Pacific, the little republics of Paraguay and Uruguay and awection of Brazil about as large as thAtwo on the Atlantic. It has over 3w/>OO,OOO acres of arable land, of which only about one-tenth are under cultivation, and 300,000,000 acres besides adapted to grazing and stock-raising, or which but a small area is in use. The enterprise and progressiveness of Its people are well indicated by its foreign trade. Last year it reached a total of $563,000,000, of which $270,000,000 were imports and $203,000,000 exports, a little more than doubling in four years. This exceeds that of Japan and China, with their enormous population; is greater than that of Canada, three times greater than that of Mexico, with three times the population. and passes Brazil by a third. Its population is over 5,000,000, and if we calculate the proportion of foreign commerce to each inhabitant, we find that in Argentine it is SIOO, dropping in the United States to $35, to S2O in Brazil and to sls in Mexico. Three hundred million people can easily live on its vast rich plains, and It has the finest system of rivers in the world, enabling it to get its teeming products cheaply and readily to market. The climate is so favorable in the grazing regions that the vast herds of cattle and flocks of sheep are never without pasturage and water, and never need shelter. Immigration is pouring in more rapidly than to any country except the United States. Our trade with Argentine is second to Great Britain. Last year we sent to her people $3! u VO,OOO worth of goods and bought only $1“tOO.<>OO worth from them, this wide differetwo being chiefly due to the fact that her products are mostly agricultural, of which we grow a surplus. Our principal purchases are wool and hides, while she buys agricultural machinery and miscellaneous gotxis from One of the most notable features of Argentine is its mngn . ' <':t\ of Buenos Aires, witli aUmt 1,200.(w population; it is the second seaport of the western hemisphere, indicating its growth, it spent last year $25.0< ■< >.< < ■<) for private residences alone, and is a most attractive, enterprising ami progressive community. For the investment of capital, and for young men who know Spauisli. Argentine presents an advantageous field. That economic conditions are about the same the world over at the present lime is m denced by the fact that it is stated that land values have increased, the price of living advanced and that lalxxr is scarce and wages high from the Atlantic to the Andes and from Tierra ' del Fuego to the border of Bolivia. PAYING THE PENALTY. The Way Beekinan Begaed Frankel's Pardon Before Witnesses. One day Beckmann, the comic actor, was induced to take off a well known newspaper editor, Frankel lw name, in one of the characters he was representing in Berlin. He performed his task so cleverly that at the close the audience broke out into loud calls for Frankel. The journalist brought an action, and Beckmann was condemned to go to the house of the insulted party and ! there beg his pardon in the presence of I witnesses. At the hour appointed Franj kel sat in the circle of his family, to- | gether with a number of relations and i friends who had been convened for the occasion, waiting the arrival of the delinquent. He tarried long, and half an hour had phssed in weary suspense when at lafet the do w opened, and Beckman put his head in and asked: “Does Mru Meier live lutc?" “(>h, no,"} answered Frankel. "He lives next dqor." "Ali, then,’ 1 beg your pardon," said the actor and hastily withdrew, having thus acquitted himself of the impose I penance, to the great annoyance of Frankel and the intense amusement of the assembled witmxos. London TitBits. How to Paint Iron Bedw. Do you want to paint iron beds delicate colors? To make a delicate pink get the smallest size box of brilliant red and same of white. Add a little r^l to the white until the color suits. \dd a little varnish to give it luster: also a little wood alcohol and t urpentme to make it dry quickly and hard. For delicate blue get brilliant blue and put with white, and for green get your favorite green and shade down with white. For all this work get an extra good two inch wide brush. A poor brush makes a poor job. cl an it with wood alcohol, turpentine or hot water and soap after each job. and it will last for years for your household work. You can paint woodwork in the room a little darker shade and have it quite cozy. Eyelids Kept Busy. The eyelids of the average man open and shut 4.000,fi00 times a year. An artist is no more anxious to secure a model wife than is any other man.

ODD FINDS IN STREET CARS. i Thousands of Articles I.eft Behind hy A hsent-Vf inded Persons. I One of the favorite places of the ab-sent-minded citizen for leaving property is on a trolley car or on one of the cars of an elevated train, says the Brooklyn Eagle. It is so easy and so natural, when riding from place to ■ place, for a passenger so lay a package down by his or her side and then, when arriving at his or her destination, to ' get off, calmly ignoring the existence j of the aforesaid article. Is there a man or woman in Brooklyn who has not had such an experience or many recurrences of the same experience? It is doubtful, and it shows that to be careless or absent-minded is one of the branches of the old saw: “To err is human.” Gloves are a staple article Tor the conductors to turn in at the different stations of the various linos of the company, but it is usually a single glove, and not in pairs, that they come. The more common articles that are found during the course of a year are jewelry of almost every description, from the cheap and trifling article to diamonds. There are watches, rings, pins and bracelets, watch chains and fobs, march safes, bunches of keys, pencils and fountain pens, memorandum books of all kinds, novels, Bibles, deeds, bills, contracts, nail cutters and tools of every description. Os the many odd things that have been left on the company’s cars I can think of nothing stranger than a small headstone for a grave. One of these was left on a Flatbush avenue car about two years ago and it was never reclaimed. Its size Is the only thing that would account for its being loft on a ear. It bore no Inscription at least it had no name chiseled on it — but that it was Intended for the grave of a little child was evident, for the words “Our Darling” and “Rest in Peace" were chiseled upon it. it was a # pathetic little thing to find, to say the least. One of the “cute" findings recently was a satchel containing a pair of pet kittens. They were no common felines. eitheiß but as pretty as one would care to see. with dainty ribbons tied around their necks. They were kept the usual length of time, and then, as no owner appeared to claim them, they were given away. Another one of the ciM finds was a complete “dope set." including an opium pipe and its accessories. Not long ago an employe of a lead pencil company reported the loss of a small gold brick real gold, and not any “phoney" article. It was valued, he said, at $235. The costly little article was never turmsl in at the company's office and was probably picked up by another passenger. Wo do not believe there is much dishonesty among the company’s employes. Articles picked up by them are almost always turned In. and .-is a rule the m lu. tm- more than ordinarily honest. As an illustration of how absentminded some people are. I may cite the cns ( > of a young man who hoarded a Fulton Ferry car, rr;. hr a ’s- suir case. He placetl the ease between his knees, s.> as not to forget it. ami w hen he left the ear lie noticed the case. but. forgetting that it was his own. he called the conductor’s attention to the fact that some one had left the ease on the car. The conductor turmal in the ease at the company’s office and made his regular report. Less than an hour afterward the youn^ it .in. who had d's.wered his stupid blunder, reached the company's ollb e in a dreadful slate of mind, narrated rhe <ireumstan<*es. and. after describing the <<*rtents of the case, had his [iropertj restored to him. Hoiv to \voi<l XoseM and Hands. Red hands and o d noses are often caused by an unwise diet and by the use of impure s >aps. Tight clothing is another cause. Wear your belts and collars very loose. Keep your hands out of h »t water as much as possible. Eat lean meats, fruits and vegetables ami avoid all [uisirles. salads, greasy foods and strong coffee. Ilumediate ( oneerns. “So you have dismissed your for tune teller?" "Yes." answered the t zar “Have you ceased to worry about the future?" “I’m so busy dodging the present ■ that I don’t have time to think abo’^* the future." —Washington Star. \ Shir on n Great ’'late. It is told of the Right Rev. Daniel S. Tuttle. D. D.. LL. D..'who had been attending an important conference at Lambeth palace. London, that during a very formal function he and his wife were loudly announced as "the bishop o' .Misery and Mrs. Tuttle!" Harper’s Weekly. Head and Feet. “Miss Gidday," remarked Mr. Wa|iz. “is a s'plendi l dancer; so light on her feet.” “Think s>?" said Mr. Grouch, yes: 'iaht in the extrema." "Huh! unfortunately she’s just as light in tlie other extreme."- I’luladel phi a Press. I'he May to Keep Posted. “Y u must read a great many books to keep so well acquaintt'l with curj rent publications." "No." answered Miss < ’ayenne. "I don’t take time to read books. It would interfere with the constatr s u-ly of the advertisements that is ne c-sary to keep really nformed."- Washington Star. Kiaht in His 1 inc. "I'm surprised that you shmM so ; interested in watching silly du i"For 'e of habit. I aims- I'm pr'-i I dent of a real estate impr v. meat ■ompany.” “Well?” "Well, tins’re a vacant lot." —rhilad 1 phi a Press. Xo Belter Off. "I suppose jon never hail anything to worry you be'ore you wi re mar ried?" "<>li. yes; I was always wei \ '4 for fear 1 would get marrietl." Houston Post. Marriage isn’t always a failure; there is usually a fighting ehan e.

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LOVE OF CHILDREN. “David Harum” is the most popular novel ever published in America. It possible that none to come will ever have a like vogue. It was the first of the books to be “circussed” in advertising, and the novelty took. Then it came at a psychological moment. The publishers stopped giving out the figures of its sales two or three years ago, but it had reached the 800,000 mark then, with still a lively and constant demand. One reader liked it for its humor; another for the shrewdness of the old “hoss trader”; many for its lovemaking. All, though, struck admiring hands over the episode of the little widow and then loosed them to pull out handkerchiefs to wipe away the tears that the scene produced. Harum saves the widow’s home from the grasp of the money shafk for a bit of reminiscent sentiment. The widow’s husband had taken him to a circus when, a ragged, barefooted boy, too poor to get a ticket, he stood and watched the fortunate ones go in, "with ail his hunger and his wistfulness in his eyes. A woman died in Danville, 111., last Wednesday who was the heroine of a parallel case in real life. Her name was Anna Pierce, and the kind-heart-ed man who took her to the circus was Abraham Lincoln. He came along the country road and saw her crying on the doorstep because her folks were too poor to buy a ticket for her. “Get on your new dress and P'l take you,” Lincoln said, and while she made the change he sat on the step and played with her little brother. Then, hand in hand, the great gangling man and the little maid dancing at his side, because of her joy, and because, too, her little steps had to multiplied to equal one of his seven-league strides, went into town and passed through the prosaic canvas into Paradise. Lincoln gave himself a greater pleasure than the little girt, wonderful as it was to her. He had the child-heart, which is the greaj^tt endowment of the great. It makes them understanding and sympathetic. It keeps them young and alert and responsive. It refreshes and recuperates them. The man who has it will have the love of all children of good men and women of God. With this child heart, which is the best gift the god fairies can bring to the era.ldle of a babe, goes a love for children as “broad and general as the casing air.” Homely or attractive. clean or dirty, good or naughty, they wind themselves around the heart of the child-man. The bigger the man, the bigger this love: the more it comforts and refreshes him. Scott had his Marjorie with her hatred of “semmicolings; ’’ Thackeray, cynic only in his works, was adored by all children: many will remember Stevenson for the gift of his own birthday to the little daughter of General Lie, who bewailed that she had one only once in four years because she was born on the 29th day of February. Mark Twain, feted by a king and adored by the commons spent nearly all his time on his recent voyage from England with a little girl—Cleveland Plain Dealer, A BABY PRINCE’S LAYETTE. Counting the value of the pearls and other jewels that figure in the ornamentation of the cradle, the exquisite little cot. and for the personal adornment of the royal infant, and considering the fact that scores of yards of the lace used is of great antiquity, it is estimated that the lay ette of the future ruler of Spain represents well over £100,600. For the bed sheets and pillow cases only the most delicate of lawn is used, every piece being edged with lace or with the finest of niching, but two articles are of especial interest. viz., a lace sheet for the beautiful royal cot. and a pillow ease of the same material, both most exquisitely embroidered. These articles were made in the year 1796, are part of the permanent wardrobe of royal Spanish heirs. A debutante on her presentation to royalty could not hope for such a magnificent garment as one which will adorn this small and inanimate bunch of humanity. Fancy two months’ old babyhood robed in a petticoat of white satin, covered with poir d’Argenton. which had been worked purposely in prospect of his nativity in .Madrid, says Woman’s Life. The lace is an exact facsimile of a similar rare piece which was made some years ago for the Queen of Italy. It is so shaped that the pattern spreads from a tiny point at the waist to a broad floriated pattern about the foot, ami caught down by tiny rosettes of baby ribbon. HOTEI. ETIQUETTE. Here in a general way are some rules for the guidance of those xx’ho. in traveling from home for the first time, find themselves in strange hotels, without the slightest idea as to just what is the proper thing to do. Os course, a man under such conditions cuts the knot by going at once to the office desk, but what to do with his wife, or any ladj whose escort he may be. does not anpear very clear to him. In all large hotels ’his question is always* set tied forth p.-rolexe-l ones by the prom it moea rance t bell boxto guide them right, but in small or ill kept ones this saving spirit is con spicuous by his absence Where there is an entrance especially for ladies a man should take his lady in that way. he will always find a parlor, more or less pretentious, where she can sit until he returns. If there is only an elevator in sight, thex should both enter, he goes wuh ber to the reception or waiting room, seats her and then returns to r gister and secure roo’ s. Rut a man should never permit a lady to stand within the lobby of a hotel by herself, a cynosure for the eyes of men standing about if no

■ other course seems open, if he sees no elevator nor parlor, he may take her to the desk with him while registering. As for women, they cannot be too particular or reserved under such conditions if traveling alone. A lady can always find someone in charge to direct her to a private hall or room until the clerk can attend to her wants. Nothing can be in worse taste than for a woman traveling alone to plant herself in full view of the loungers in a hotel lobby; she is nearly always certain to have uncomplimentary remarks passed upon her.—Pittsburg Press. THE JAPANESE IDEA OF BEAUTY Beauty, from a Japanese standpoint, consists of a long oval face, regular features, almond-shaped eyes, sloping slightly upward, a high, narrow forehead, and abundance of smooth black hair. The movements of Japanese women are graceful, although the style of their dress prevents them from walking with ease; their feet and hands are delicately formed, and their manners unquestionably charming. They take little or no exercise, and Qjje wonders sometimes how the little ladies employ their time —there seems so little to be done in a Japan- ' ese house. To begin with, there are no regular meals. The shops near at hand supply daily numberless dishes, ; which seem to be eaten at all hours : of the day and night—a few pecks at * a time!—with those impossible little chop-sticks. Very little is kept in the larder, except some slices of dailNn, fermented turnip, some rice and sweet I biscuits. Eggs are cheap and plentiful; breau. is never used, so there is no necessity for an oven, says Woman’s Life. The great standby is tea. A Japanese lady is seldom seen in her home without the quaint little tea tray by her side, and the inevitable pipe, containing one whiff of tobacco, which is in constant requisition. FAN CRAZE IN NEW YORK. New York is now in the throes of a costly fan craze, notwithstanding the fashionable women who sent their furs to cold storage were obliged to call them back. Seldom have fans had such a vogue as now. The mandate from Murray Hill is that chic women must have a different fan . for every gown and one for every oc--1 casion. “A tiny fan in a shade to match the hat should be carried in the park in the morning,” says Vanity Fair. An afternoon fan is more elaborate, but equally small. It is , made of red lace or fine silk embroidered with flowers. The river fan is made of paper, printed with a I floral design. A tiny mother of pearl fan folds and fits into a vanity bag. The peacock feather fan is a novelty of the season and floral fans made from real flowers will be largely in . request.—New A'ork cor. Pittsburg Dispatch. FINDING CURES IN WALI. PAPER. In these days of nervous exhaustion there is nothing more comforting than resting in a room where Gie surroundings are tranquil. For instance, ; look at a room where the wall paper ; or the decorations are in red or pink. ; A woman given to nervousness never cou’» rest with such surroun lings, says an expert. He adds that the best color for those who need to be | tranquil is blue, which rests the t nerves. Yellow is a cheerful color, green is “cool but depressing.” He , adds that the best room for the “tranquil cure" in a white one, fitted with blue.—New York Press. THAT FRENCH “AMERICAN WALK j That “-American walk" to which the Parisians have taken so kindly is the gait of Miss Lola Robinson of Wash- | ington, who is the guest of Mrs. ' Stuyvesant Fish in Newport. The “tall walk" it is called in the French . centre. It is not alone by her stride , ; that Miss Robinson catches eyes. She . has drawn attention by a great array > . of linen frocks, with large hats to match.—New York Press. > | WOMAN. Woman brings us into the world, । woman is our first ’• acher. woman ( makes the world what it is. from eenI tury to century. We can n > more , escape from woman, and yet continue to live our lives as they should be j ‘ lived, than we can hide ourselves from Nature. t j We are in her rare >r in her • ower t । more than half our years, and often } . during all. from first ? o last. We are ’ born of her. we grow of h* -. as truly £as trees and flowers c’■> < ’ ■ mother earth and d d from t soil in x aich thex’ or< The j man who denies Us mK’hor is a bad man. and the man who has not loved woman is a man in darkness.—F. M?. , , non Crawford. t | EATS WHAT S SIS ' j The young vcm.c'. wk" v .t'.m to be 1 beautiful ma • • ' and work L ng a- ’ • • i• s’ - ' will eultiva’ - kindliness, g"' ■ ' 1 n 1 the divine gift. There*• re ch-• r ‘ । girls; be ' J I to behold and. cf course, hr - :-y. Indianapolis Morning S T nr. FASHION NOT I'B 1 Os course. Irish point ; • V< "’ sm - point are ultra ■ sbior hie. ar I wU • continue to be so. r Boleros are in favor ' or i styles, gem rally • ' ; lace inserts an ' embr»> : The bia< t> w I . 1 which has survivt . - Tussore in i 1 r with edgings joying immense :-r ”" a coats. o . ground*