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FLORAL OFFERINGS
FOR EASTER TIME
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By KATHERINE BLADES.
"!' is hard tu see why an holiday
except Christmas should he ob
Nerved by sending preseuts In
friends, yet we seeui to he gen
erally fnlllUK into that custom, whetb
er the day he New Year', 8t. Valen
tine's, St. Patrick's or Kaster. If the
fashion spreads no douht ere long we
shall feel const ruined to Include the
Fourth of .luly and election day in the
Jlst of gift sending occasions. Even
good things may be run Into the
ground.
Simple presents for children afford
them Joy at Raster. For t bell) are
decorated eggs, hozea of sweets, sugar
rabbits or papier macho one stuffed
witn sweets. Grown people, in ac
ordance with the exaggerated gift
bestowing fashion, often send expen
sive Jewels and brlc-a hruc to their
friends at Easter. Why they should
It is not easy to dim-over, for there is
no reason hi it.
' For St. Patrick' day thofB were ou
sale pretty picture postcards in vivid
green wheroou to speed tlie compli
ments of the season. The same at
tractive Idea might le much more gen
erally adapted to Easter than has been
done. I'ostcards in Piaster colors
white, yellow and green-might well
have appropriate resurrection and oth-
r symbols printed umhi then for use
at the joyous yet sacred spring fes
tival. There, too. are artistically
adorned Faster ioems.
But flower gifts and floral decora
tions at Easter are the best of all.
In tile waruier climes of Christen
dom there Is an annual floral festival.
Where flowers are abundant It comes
Just preceding Lent aud Is commonly
called the flower carnival. In our
country, except in California and now
and then in a southern slate, 'here Is
seldom a flower festival of any kind,
although there might well be auch
even in the northerly part of the land
lu May and June.
It Is customary to have shining lllle.
pure lilies of eternal peace," In our
churches on Easter Sunday. Rut even
there the resources of the Raster col
ors are not brilliantly brought out.
Yellow, vivid, radiant, daasllng u not
that the color of the halo of the saints?
Have not certain esoteric cults chosen
if as the symbol of developing spir
ituality? Aud In the colder reaions of
this laud the splendid daffodils -"Raster
flowers," they are well named are
often the only ones in bloom outdoors
at Raster time. They are the first
fruits of the awakening power of the
un. herald of what h W come
The flashing yellow daffodils are
Hardy ay the hardiest. They endure
auy amount of freezing. Their dried
bulbs may also be taken up from the
home garden in the fall aud potted in
Bandy earth aud put In a dark place till
ul.ont two mouths before Easter, then
brought into the light aud tended, and
they will blossom gloriously at the sa
cred festal time.
Our Easter church decorations do uot
Include half enough of the significant
yellow in their color scbeiue. Neither
at this time do we have half enough
flowers of any kind tu our homes Fast
er cards have become tiresome. Exhii
Blve gift are meaningless, besides, we
cannot afford them, ut flowers, the
Uiost beam if i I of all the ivator's gifts
except Just a little child, are always
there for us. They never weary us.
Daffodils, lilies, snowdrops, white aza
leas, costly or Bmall in price, may be
sent as remembrances to our dearest
year by year, and they will not be
bored therewith, indeed, the same va
riety of flower from the same jierson
to the same year after year becomes a
badge of unfailing remembrance ami
significance.
SOME CURIOUS
EASTER CUSTOMS
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OMR of the old Raster customs
are curiously harharie. and
even at the present time the
observance of this particular
festival is surrounded with more or
less superstition, just enough to lend
to It the charm of mystery.
Twentieth century tnaideus don
bright yellow gaiters, secure In their
belief that they will be engaged be
fore the year ends, Others, give their
tresses "a hundred strokes three times'
with the bfosh while thinking intent !
of their hearts' desire, and who does
not take good care to wear Iter new
things on Faster day':
Among the earliest of Easter cus
toms Bit the following:
At Queen's college. Oxford, a her
ring placed by the eook 10 simulate a
man on horseback is set on a corn
.salad and brought to the table. This
is supposed to represent a red herring
riding away ou horseback and Is the
lust vestige of the once popular pag
eants of rejoicing.
It was erstwhile a habit in English
towus for the boys, after the Easter
service, to run Into the street and
snatch the buckles from the shoes of
the girls whom the were able to
catch.
Raster Mouday, however, It was turn
about, and the women chased the men
If the men refused to pay a sixpence
or happened to wear lxots the women
tried to snatch their hats, and to re
cover a hat cost a sixpence
In some old towns great cakes were
brought to church and there divided
among the young people
A sluKulsr Raster custom was that
of "lifting and weaving." A man sit
ting contentedly lu his home was stir
prised by the servants and women of
his household, who entered bearing "
great armchair lined with white and
de. led with ribbons and favors.
The man was forced to sit in the chair
aud be lifted by the women, to each of
whom he must give a sixpence (in a
day in Raster week, either Monday oi
Tuesday, the mau lifted the womei.
with similar attendant ceremonies.
Edward 1 was lifted in his Led bj
his ladles aud maids of honor, and a
record shows the payment made b
him to have been some f.'.'Mi in six
!enres.
In older days in Ruglaud monks hi
Eastei acted plays in churches, the fa
vorite subject lielng the resurrection
Not only were the plays enacted lu
the ehurches on these festival days,
but there wa daucing. particularly In
the French cathedrals.
Even the sun. It Is said, dan--es on
Euster day.
lu Ireland ureat preparations were
made for the last day of Lent, lioi
Saturday, abont o'clock, u beu and n
piece of her if were put in (lie pot. and
at 12 o'clock there were eating and
much merrymaklsg. At 4 all arose to
sec the sun dim' e in honor of the resur
fectiou.
Amu lean
tlou, i.ll.J
1'. did m t know what to do
w Ith 11 MB had uot know n
for a long time She was
Incorrigible an lie orrlgihle
giver. She would give away auythlng.
front her slipis-rs lo the plume on her
lint.
Site did that very thing ouce took
an eighteen Inch ostrich plume from
Iter hat and gave to a girl booh
agent. And w hen chided by my slstef
she merely opi nd wide her lovely gray
eyes mid ciclalmod:
' Why, Mary Funis, that girl had
never bad an ostrich plume In her life,
and site looked so tired nuJ discour
sed. I just could not buy her book
It was about the ho iron of something
or other But you ought to have seen
the Unlit in her face when I gave her
that beautiful p'tiimv"
Perhaps It would have been good to
see the light in the girl's fuce, but the
light In Itose's was enough to disarm
Sister Mary. It always ended that
way. Bosons of Hose's friends had
undertaken to scold her roundly for
her foolish generosity, but always
when she had explained one felt that
only a brute could have done different
ly. Rose had Just begun to have some
success with her drawings aud was
earning a little money.
"It will be auch u help to her," said
a friend. "8he loves pretty things so
and has very few of them, poor child'."
Mary sniffed, out of patience: "Help?
What do you suppose Hhe did with the
$30 she got last month for those
sketches? Buy her some gloves and
nod. ribbons aud a new waist? Not a
bit of it. She sent $5 to some girl she
used to know In school who is in Colo
rado for her health and $5 to some
crippled second cousin In the east, gave
$T to the heathen in India aud spent
the rest on the sick negro that does her
chores and on her washerwoman's
kids.'
The worst of It is Itose's ward
robe. Her sou' revels in lieauty. She
loves pretty things with the ardor of
a child But the prettier a thing Is
the surer the idea will op luto her
head. "What a delightful present for
somebody!" It requires the eternal
vigilance of Mary and five or six of
her intimate friends to keep Hose pre
se:.'a hie.
All her friends tried, singly and col
lectively, to make Rose over "for hor
own good." and all, Bing'y and collec
lively, failed ut
terly. We gave up
then and just en
Joyed her as she
was, for she cer
tainly was a de
light. After thai
we spent our
time trying to
devise gifts of a
sort and give
them at a time
when they would
stick.
Two years be
fore we learned
it was utter folly
to give Hose
things at Christ
mas. provided
one wanted her
to keep them.
The girls made
up that year
a muguificeot
Christmas box
tX full of all man-
GAVK IT
BOOK
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iter of ilaint v aud
beautiful tlllussj for her attractive per
son and h niv room.
But, alas. Christmas afternoon Hose
By catlUam IS. Pamby
was found lu the Highest state of
delight It was a leautlful world,
sh had the dearest friends in it. and
lids was tBC best Christmas III nine
teen hundred years. We were suspi
rioUS Bl once, and when we had heard
the story of the girl who had lost her
place in the store, of the woman with
a sick husband, of the crippled :,;
next door, of the old lady with Ike
bronchitis. Of the preacher's pretty I!;
lie homesick wife, of the wash rwotn
tin's five children, we had Heard the
complete story of all our ChTisttuns
presents, except a little book of poems
which I ha:l sent.
"I kept that." said Hose laughingly,
"to remember your presents by."
About the 1st of April Mary had nn
Idea.
"Harvey Funis." she said. "1 tell you
what we girls are going to do. You
can help anonymously if you want to.
The 21th Is itose's birthday. There
does not happen to be a single holiday
near It, nnd surely not more than one
or two ..f her friends and proteges have
n birthday at the
same lime, go we
are going to Peek
her up Just a
wonderful birth
day box. and
maybe she will
get a little good
of it."
It was magical
the way the
friends rescinded
to Mary's sug
gestion, and there
were lots of
friends, for ev
erylsidy '. o v e d
Hose and liked to
give her things.
That Isix was a
beauty. It looked
10 me as If it con
tained everything
a girl could use or
want, and some
more. a:id every
thing was of 'he finest and daintiest.
The box went Thursday evening
Friday was her birthday. Saturday
afternoon as sister and 1 had started
downtowu Mary said:
"Look at Norah Couwuy. 1 Deter
saw her go like that before. What do
you supjsise : thr mrftter with her?"
Norah Is a slow, awkward girl of slx
tcou. he was half ruunin : and tum
bling down the street in great excite
ment with a bundle under her rrm.
Every few minutes she bent her head
and peeked through a tear in the paper
wrapper at something inside.
"I have It." suld Mary, brightening
"She has something new for touior
row."
"Harvey Funis!" She stopped and
clutched my arm. "Didn't she come
down that street?" isdnting to the oue
Hose lived In.
I nodded and bit my Hp.
"She's glviug them away." Mary said,
with wrathful conviction. "Come on;
I am going to see." And she turned
me about and started toward Hose's
home.
On the w ay we met three other bun
(iles and excited happy faces.
Hose Merritield," began Mary, more
nearly angry with hor friend than I
i ' T had seen her.
"Now now. honey!" Hose kissed
her aud patted her on the back until a
sigh of resignation came, followed by
tin adoring smile. "They did not have
anything new, you know, for tomor
row, aud, Mary, tomorrow is Faster!
I've had the loveliest time giving Fast
er presents." And a faraway iight
came into her eyes.
M Presents ? or hoed Mary. "Why,
1 kkpt that,
ros-:.
herr it is
auuaus
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hen with the reapers 1 could bear
(Such power hath a believing ear)
Che whfeper of the falling grain,
"In eeaeon due we'll rfee again."
In winter, when the enow was deep
Hnd life was In its froxen sleep,
1 heard a murmur, "Soon the spring
Co us will resurrection bring."
Tn springtime, when the world awoke,
from all the fields a voice there sp
Hnd all things sang with one accord,
"Hc rise as rose our buried Word."
"Ond all the surging summer through
He grew the flowers my spirit grew.
aiitb all that grows
'Cis always easter
I claim my part
in my heart.
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fectly, delicious hot biscuits,
hot breads, cake and pastry
there is no substitute for
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en:"
eo:!e don't givi ufeseuts on Ka.-u-r.
tiiai I Just it." ss..d iiii. ".No
htdx was 'xieii .Hi; ittvsent. and I
had the hum jrlorlnns time."
And she had we know it be had. u
see stood in happy ihoiiKht looklnn
Jilt of the window at the newly bios-
MMninn earth CO"
re at e e d by t he
sunshine ami
kissed by the
b r e e e. There
was a light in
her fare that
made us forget
clothes und pres
ents and anger
and think only of
Kaster.
As we went
away ueither of
us said anything
for some time.
At the corner we
met old It u e k
Ticknor and his
eaue that forever
went pecJavpeck-
pecking viciously
along the walk.
Kor many years
old It u C k hud
b e e n saving up
for a rainy day
his rainy day. He hud let hja wife
die because he was too stingy to have
a doctor, aud nil his children hnd tied
before they were scarcely grown. Hi
grasping month, his withered, wrin
kled face, his narrow suspicious eyes,
always medo DM shudder.
"Isn't lie horrid?" Mary spoke tirst
when we were past.
And then in a moment as her eyes
wandered to the blossoming or-h:ird
at the edge of town she sighed resign
edly: "1 don't know what we will ever do
With her. but isn't she a dear? Aud if
one must go to 1 lie extreme 1 guess
It is best to ink the highest one."
"I am going to, if I can." 1 said, aud
Mary looked at me wonderingly.
Next morning was Kaster indeed.
The world was full of sunshine aud
early flowers aud songs of birds and
soft winds.
Itcse came to tin- door herself, for
the church bells were- Just ringing.
Never hud she lookd more beautiful,
and that is the end of prsise. I step
ped Into the hall and closed the door
behind me. She looked up at me s
little surprised, s little agitated.
"Rose" her lids drooped and hid her
soft gray eyes, and she breathed a
llltle ipiiekly "you have made every
body happy by your gifts, cverylsxty
from Komhay to Maine, evoryliody but
me. Won't you make me a present, an
Kaster gift?"
"What'.'" she said softly, and her
voice fluttered.
"The lady with the lily soul " And
I held out my .irms waitingly.
When re went out Into the sunlight
a little while later I said most sin
cerely god rratefully:
"Rose, you are such a wonderlhl
giver!"
Enter iVorning.
Waken, llttlf BSOBtet
Waken, children, dear:
Listen! From the atcple
R1U are itcalliuc char:
"Wr rleu
Fur Mm hlrlliday of tat spring;
W- hriiiR
The happy BaStST day."
Delia f (liver lilies
Softly stir later
ThouBh their chime mj ttll lu.
Tet they aeem lo say:
"We rind
Only perfume tr.usic as we awing;
We sprtiis
On the happy Kjat.-r day "
Youth'e t'unipuriion.
He the Cbtchcn
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HUe, if I had not been hatched.
fad never buret my shell,
rad n.-ver wandered forth and
scratched
for food my craw to swell,
I should escape the woeful fate
Invited by my present state.
EkV Sr.
H MISS PATSY PULLET ' M
s Jm
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I'm now a chichen fat and fine,
Hnd uinc: their UcnUn fast
"Fly owners will eipcct to d:ne
H real fc:d at laot-
.4 n J in a stew I'm arc to be
lOhen 1 am carved for fricassee.
could
jB HAVE BORNE flH
nHaaBBSBnlBif i r VnB5l
mat 1 al
nnW ssnff
BBnanBnnV.
But if I had remained in shcil
I could have borne my yolh.
In white imprisonment to dwell
(Chie isn't any o!vc!)
O time, turn bach, I plead, I beg,
Hnd let me be an 6aeter egg I
PATSV PULLET.
Easter Superstition.
PrSW the egg of violet hue.
M- i - friends fopd and true.
Kink will hrlMf you luck.
A iover full of pluck
Gladly take the ess of green.
. ood fortune noon will be aeen.
Wealth and happiio-aa with the
of gray.
Keep it BOS' hide s.!.-ly sway.
The egg of blue
M .. lovers few.
Do not touch the egg of red
If you do you'll never wed
A lover this very night
If you draw the egg of wblts.
You'll marry In another town
If you chooa the egg of brown
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