CHAI'TEU IV. Continued.
With the utmost calmness she began
talking of herself in the third person,
feigning to be her own maid. An such she
behaved, remaining quietly where she
an, for poiitMies is not a characteristic
of the ferv;uts of Ecks.
No. sir; I'm sorry, sir. she isn't at
Lome, the frutileiu, but if there's any
thing I ixu !), sir "
The genth man looked up disappointed.
"I wanted it done at once."
l'oor Elizabeth! Work to be done at
once, and if it should now slip out of her
hands!
"Couldn't you leave the work with me,
sir" nlie said. "The fraulein puts great
trust in me, she does."
"Weil, it's only a copy, after all," mur
mured her visitor, half aloud. "She may
lie able to do it, and I must have it. I'd
like to hare seen her, though. It' hard
ly a holy's work."
He whs in rug to say something more,
when tiie girl xilenced him. Haying shnrp
ly: "A!l right; I'll give it to ber, air.
You'll find your way out, I supisme?"
The ieru;aii took the hint and went,
muttering some remark ou this rudest of
5;i niseis.
"'Well!" said Elizabeth, indignnutly, as
lie looked after hiui. "that's the first time
I ever had a geutleinan leave me without
even raising his hat;" then, amused at
herself for so soon forgetting her role,
she hurst out laughing.
The work was done by evening and laid
by Elizabeth on a table among several
other papers which had, she thought, a
legal apieurance.
"Here he is!" cried Dorry, as the hall
door bell rung. "I'll let him in."
The gentleman had evidently dressed
Ihimwlf with extreme care, being now in
the lightest of kids, in honor, no doubt,
-of the English lady, who, as he probably
gathered from her maid's account, must
be still very young. He was himself ex
tremely youthful, as Elizabeth now ob
served for the first time.
As he entered the room he smiled, look
ing at the two sisters, who had both risen:
"then begun talking English:
""Who of the misses is the versionist V"
"I." replied Elizabeth.
"Ah, so. I lmf left a pepper of judg
ments v. itii your she-servant this morn
ing, miss "
"Yes, here they are," said Elizabeth,
handing him a scroll. "They are all
right, 1 think." ;
;She then sat down and wrote out anj
.-nccftMUOt for V) marks, saying, as she did
. so:
"Yon ure the 1 1 err Widmann, I suppose,
imeutioDed in this paper?"
"No. miss," a tl'e answer. "The
Mr. Widmann in that p pper is an old;
'but I am but a parent f him, his niece
1 should say, his nephew. He did ask me
to come because I am knowing English,
and can examine the pepper. He is sehr
vigvn, my uncle very quizzical, as you
ay in English."
Elizabeth approached the piano, and,
smiling, folded up her mother's prospectus.
This she then presented to her visitor,
saying:
"As y on like English, it may interest
ytm to know That my mother gives Eng
lish lessons."
The gentleman took the paper, with a
slightly scornful expression.
"Lesions," he said, "them I have never
daken. Your language, miss, is so fa
rile that, with a perfunctory information
of French (how I possess him; aud a pro
found knowledge of the speech of the
Fatherland, it is possible to teach it to
oneself. The grammar, which I know to
the base, is to smile at no genders, for
iii'-tince. who form the cliffs in French.
"iVu.y. that (Jermuu must be a noodle who
cannot inslrnct himself in so simple a
language, with to his aid a grammar and
the plays to that gross poet Shakspeare.
Observe how the word 'gross,' he is n
German word, i'our language is but a
botch-botch of French and German."
Having said which, Herr Widmann,
with German courtesy, bowed to the little
jirofessioua! woman as if she were a
jirincess. and begged to recommend hiiu
.ejf, which is the German form of taking
leave. At the door be turned, however,
-and said, after a moment's hesitation:
"I thiuk, miss, it is but right to tell yon
your she-servant is extremely impolite,
though I doubt not an honest maiden. She
,did receive me in the kitchen this morn
ing, and stepped not down from a pinna--cle
where she was mounted, and did for
he most part speak to ine fuming to me
ter back. I wish not to complain as re
sstrds me, but I think him my duly to in
firm yon thereof in regard to other visit-
who may come when you are gaily
vxating." '
Having thns crowned all his former
ualpropos, Herr Widmann. blissfully
-unaware of having couched his friendly
warning in any but the (jtost studiously
4K)litc words, u second rrtie begged to rcc--omiueiKl
himself, and this time really de
parted, leaving Elizabeth speechless with
.amusement.
CHAPTEK V.
Nora was going to give a concert. This
-sva the present excitement, l'otr had
aJy to pass the chief music shop in Ecks
it ee a large printed announcement of
nh concert; and I herdly think yon would
hct passed said shop ?t any hour In the
day that yon would not bare wen one or
other of Nora' family studying said
announcement. Mrs. Denbigh, from the
other aide of the road, with a terrified
expression; Tom, planted boldly right in
face of it (yon cannot imagine how strange
it wa to Mm to ee Nora's name printed
, it fat Mack letter oa yellow paper); Elii
fctth and Dorry sauntering slowly past
at, a4 looking at It hrtirely from the
NMtt of aeir eyea. .
Om fad, seeing decidedly English
tVf mtm staadiog hofot It, Eliaabetb
f 1.4.""UMr MMt4 I atomettt with
. ' -it r
"Ah. an English com-en, y.u see. I),,r
ry. I should think, now, that would be
interesting."
And the gentleman, who happened to
know them by sight, had s:n led ss he
soliloquized, "Funny little girls! I'll go t
the concert; by Jove, I will!"
And who was lurking t-ie e.a--ert dress?
Not Nora. The little, dark tigure, half
hidden in a cloud of muslin, sitting in the
window to profit by the last daylight, as
she runs her needle defriy in and out,
holding her work at arm's length nobody
can mistake her.
"Dorry, you'll hurt your eyes, hild. Let
me light a lamp."
"No. no, mother: we'll hive t sit up
late, anyway; and we burn such a lot of oil
as it is. I can see quite well still, and 1
must go on sewing. Think only, to-morrow's
che concert night."
The eveutful night found Nora a pic
ture; the frail, girlish figure, under mid
dle height; the pretty face, with the great
hazel eyes peering out of it: the long,
white dress, that made her look almost
like a child dreted up as a woman for the
nonce; the long, golden-brown hair, fast
ened back by a white ribbon, and a tiny
bunch of pink rosebuds the only colored
thing about her. ISeside her stood her
mother. None of the Denbigh girls could
compare externally with their mother,
not even the pretty child in white ifor,
despite her eighteen years, Nora looked
yet a chihl). Tall, and dark a an Ital
ian, with superb black eyes, even in her
shabby black dress Mrs. Denbigh could
not fail to attract notice.
CHAPTER VI.
Not far from her stands E!:zabe:h,
l.Kiking rather well to-night, with her
pale face slightly flushed, her eyes bright
with excitement and her long hair hang
ing down in a great plait Stooping down
to put a finishing touch on Tom stands
Dorry. Her face is paler than usual, her
lips, as usual, are quite colorless, and
there are telltale margins under her black
eyes. But from underneath the little
brown cap her pretty dark curls fall over
her face. She has a pink shawl thrown
about her shoulders, and Nora whisjiers
to the mother:
"That's Dorry's color; how pretty she
looks!"
At last the family start Their remarks
are characteristic as they reach the green
rorii :
"Where will you sit, mother?"
"Fp in the gallery, behind a pillar. I
know a place, where nobody ever sits."
"Cheerful we are at liberty to choose
the grandest numbered seats in the hall.
I mean to sit in the first row, number five,
which is immediately behind the prin
cess' fauteuil. And you, Dorry?"
"I shall sit 'a little further back, as I
think we ought to spread ourselves over
the hall, to hear what the people say.
We'll sit near people who won't know
we're sisters. Now listen. We must
agree on a few signs. If I fold my arms.
I am satisfied all is g)ing well. If I put
my band up to my right ear, I want to
tell you something. You do the same to
me. But mind you speak of Nora as 'the
artist,' in case any one should overhear.
What a blaze of light!" (This as they
entered the concert hall.) "Do '!u feel
nervous, Elizabeth?"
"Well, yes; I'm quaking in my shoes.
And you?"
".My teeth are clattcrii.g."
With which eminently comforting cm
'fessiotis the sister part; Elizabeth to sit
immediately behind the princess, or, rarh
er. behind the princess' chair, that lady
having not yet arrived, Dorry and Tim
sitting somewhat furrher back. Then at
Iat a liale white figure enters, looks
around, courtesy deep, and sits down
before the hall of people. She then be
gin taking off her gloves, and plays,
while she, the piano, and all the crowd of
spectators swim before the eyes of three
present; the dark figure concealed behind
a pillar in the gallery, the girl leaning
breathlessly forward in the front row,
and the curly headed child in the middle
of til audience. Then a pause; the first
piece is over.
"Won't you clap, Dorry?"
"I should think I will, Tom!"
Up and down went her hands. Buttons
broke, seams burst, palms ached; still
she clapped. And Elizabeth, behind the
princess' chair, followed her example.
What were the people laughing t?
Why, dear me! ye, every one had
ceased clapping, and Tom and Dorry and
Elizabeth were alone belaboring their
ha n i Is,
It was the singer' turn now.
"Tom," said Dorry, "mind you clap for
this gentleman as mtn h as for the mu
sician. Keep my place, dear, whilst I
fake a run over to Lizbeth."
"What is it, Betty?"
"I only wanted to ask you, do you see
that gentleman over there?"
"I see. What about him?"
"He struck the ground with his cane
when the artist played, aud said some
thing to the lady. I shouldn't be sur
prised if he were some grandee."
"Hush! the gentleman beside us is
smiling. Why, he' the gentleman we
saw looking at Nora's program, Elizabeth.
Speak quite In a whisper. Here' the
princess, and the ar'.ist ha just come on
again, and bow to her especially. Isn't
it wonderful how she thinks of things?
I wonder if the prince will go up and
shake hands with htr. No; I suppose he's
going to wait rill afterward. 1 think she
looks decidedly distinguee, don't yon?"
Dorry returned fo Tom.
"How do you like If, Tom?"
"The concert? Not much."
Suddenly Tom cried, "Dorry!"
"Wtr
"Yon see over there, Are sests from na.
a head? Well, that's Hans Meyer, and
he's clapping. He uld m he'd clap if he
liked the way Nora played."
jmUmlf kt nwMrfctd thai Dorry' ts
2.e,,.on had ber.jme thunderous. The
! .va u of th.s that, on ' .k:ng down
i i he row where he tt seated. H-rry
i hal -ea an M !aiy fit alcep. Weli,
f ir was j; from Dorry to grudge old ge
; a nol in th proper place; but to fall
: ao.w-p and snore positively snore in
i rj s i on, -err, that w as too much. Tom
followed the direction of Dorry' eye.
saw--.i;id sympathised. At last it struck
tea an 1 the asc:nuly broke up.
" lite unusual f.r the princess to sit
out a whole voO'-ert," said a lady to an
other, passing Dorry.
Dorry beamed aud blushed; and the
lady looking surprised aud interested.
When they all reached borne the wearied
little artist tiling herself into a chair. The
roses hjd fallen from her hair, aud the
ribh.n that tied it. loosened. All the
bright curl tossed aud falling about her
fai-e. she looked up.
"Oh. I'm o gial it's all -all over. I
don't think I was born for this. It was
s hari to bear up aud play before o
many."
CHAPTER VII.
If the reader has no objection to losing
sight of the M'.sse Denbigh for some teu
minutes, I should now like to introduce
to him a lady of their acquaintance. Miss
Smythe-Smyihe. aunt to Tom Thomson.
It has been said that Tom Thomson
was the tallest man in licks; no doubt
height was a feature of the family, for bis
aunt. Miss Siiiythe-Siny the, as the tall
est woman in E ks.
Mis .Smythe-Smythe was a most ar
chitectural lady; hers was the Gothic
styl-. In speaking of her you found
yourself iustiuetiveiy using the language
of art and architecture. You would catch
yourself talking of her figure as the
"draped column" (not that columns are
usually drapedi, of her head as "the mint
ed cone," or "the apex to this pillar," just
as naturally as, in alluding to her anus
and neck, you would hud yourself mak
ing use of such ridiculous word as "ilut
ed." "spiral," etc. Add to this peculiar
ity of build that Miss Sinythe-Smythe
wore a black siik dress, a black silk cap
ami a hi. irk silk apron, and you will un
derstand how extremely strange her ap
pearance must have Iteeu.
Miss Sinythe-Smythe was an acquaint
ance of the Denbigh. Mrs. Denbigh had
just receive.! a letter from her folded in
three-corner shajw. closed by a wafer and
written in a hand failing at right angles.
It ran as follows:
"Miss Sinythe-Smythe presents her
compliments to Mrs. and the Misses Den
bigh, and request the pleasure of their
company to a cup of tea ou Wednesday
at 7 p. m. R. t. V. P."
This letter arrived on Saturday.
"Quite formal," said Nora. "We'll have
to dre, mother; not full dress, of course,
but handsome visiting dress. What are
yott laughing at, Dorry?"
"Nothing: 1 was only thinking we'll
have to drive, of course; not in separate
carriages; but in the family coach."
"Y'es, indeed," said Elizabeth, "and I'll
tell you what, girls! We won't make a
display of jewelry, but a few of our an
cestral diamond will not be out of place."
"Very witty," said Nora, with the ex
pression of keen appreciation which com
monly comes over our face at the exer
cise of wit at our own expense.
"Seriously, Lizbeth," she continued,
"what are you going to wear? Y'ou cau't
near that dress."
"Can't I? Then I think I must stay
at home," said Elizabeth, smiling.
"Nonsense! That'd look poor!" cried
Dorry.
Meanwhile Nora, with a calmness
which was rapidly leading her mother to
fear that she was suffering from momen
tary insanity, repeated, "Y'es. she must
have a new dress," this, looking at the
lank girl with an eye, the expression of
which was gradually changing from the
pensive to the "I have it!"
Finally the "I have it!" look spreading
all over her face, she walked quickly to
ward the table, took the books oft it, then
the cloth, and beg in holding up the latter
critically to the light.
"Y'es; not an ugly green, and green
rather becomes Lizbeth ink spols don't
matter, can be hid in the pulling. Just
enough for a polonaise. I think. Table,
after all, mahogany. Come here. Eliza
beth. Yes, the color is really charming.
Mother, this'ii make Lizbeth a dress."
So it was arranged, and, clad in the
table cloth, metamorphosed into the most
fashionable dr s, w ith rosettes on her
very shabby boots, and a "wisp" grace
fully enveloping her neck. Elizabeth made
her appearance at Miss Sinythe-Smj the's
house ou Wednesday. Tom Thomson do
ing the honors: for his aunt was extreme
ly deaf.
CHAPTER VIII.
Miss Sinythe-Smythe was charmed to
gee Mr. Denbigh and ber daughters look
ing so well would she (Mr. Denbigh)
excuse ber telling ber that she had a
hairpin threatening to fall? Such charm
ing girls, ber daughters would Miss
Denbigh mind looking if that was a pin
just before her foot on the carpet; so ter
ribly dangerous to have pins lying about
the fliwr. Did not Mis Eliza, or (what
was her name?) Elizabeth (ah, charming
name!), did not she look rather pale?
She had a hair just banging over ber eyes,
so liable to give one a qintshe hoped
she was not offended at her telling her
and Miss Theodora ("Miss Theodora" had
buried her face in ber handkerchief, being
only, after all, "naughty 14") ah, laugh
ing as usual, such a charmingly gay girl;
but never giddy, she hoped, never giddy.
What did they do with their time? Learn
ed aud taught! Ah, indeed! so very praise
worthy in young women to learn and
teach. Would Miss Nora play something?
"Do, Miss Nora," said Tom. earnestly,
evidently ill-pleased at hi aunt' patron
izing manner; for Tom was a gentleman.
"Will you sing ti something, if I do?"
said Nora, gayly, sitting down at the
piano.
"I will do anything you ask," wa the
gallant reply.
Nora played a nocturne. She did not
usher it in by an impromptu of ber own,
a dnsliing series of chords, in the now
accepted style; nor did she play it as if It
came from ber backbone. She played
it very softly, very slowly, and whji ex
quisite delicacy.
Then the tea was passed round. Miss
Stnythe-Sniythe said nothing; she was
not a talkative woman. Tom Tbomaou
said nothing; he did not know anything
to say. At last a bright idea struck him;
the weather was still an untouched sub
ject of conversation.
"And how do you find this weather
agree with your flower. Mi Nor?"
"Oh, very well," wa the answer. "Ev
ery weather agree with geranium. Do
you like geraniums, Mr. Thomson?"
"Tea, I'm very faund of that one ys.un-i-f."
Mid Mr. Thomson, poiatlaf to a
flower of :ne geuiis geranaceoe standing
on the window io.
"It's a beauty." said Nora.
"Do you thiuk ? I caul it but, per
hajfs. I should not acknowledge that"
taiol Mr. Thomson blushed slightly).
"Oil, that's not fair." exclaimed Nora,
laughing. "You must confess now."
"D- you aurder me to, Mis Denbigh?"
"Yef." in a decided tone.
"Well, then, I caul that exceedingly
pretty geranium "Miss Mis Denbigh.'
There, now, ia a confeasiou! Is it not
hauridly rude of me?"
"Not a bit," said Nora, ber merry eye
dancing; "I thiuk it i a very pretty idea;
but, confess, do you tail it 'Miss Denbigh'
exactly?"
"What are you talking about, Tom?"
asked Miss Smythe-Smythe.
'Bautony," was the answer her truth
ful nephew made.
"Indeed! That remind me, are the
saucer all right?"
Here Dorry, who had not yet opened
her lips, thinking th.s vvoulJ be a good
occasion to show that she was not "shy"
in company iso stupid for a great girl of
fourteen to be shy!), replied at the top of
her voice:
"Y'es. thank you, Miss Smythe. Mine
has a crack in it, but nothing goes
through."
Mr. Thomson smiled as he explained
that hi aunt meant the saucers under
the flower pots.
I'.Mir little Dorry could say no more.
"Will you play us something more. Miss
Nora?" sxked Tom.
When she had ended hi eyes were
fixed on her, the great, meaningless, blue
eyes she had so oflen laughed at. They
nere very kind eyes, as aiie now noticed
for the first time.
"Do you like the aupera, Miss Nora?"
"Yes, very much," and Nora's eye
sparkled.
"Why, I never see you there, and I go
almost every night with my aunt. Though
she il'ie not hear, she is faund of the aup
era as a spectacle. Will yn go with her
sometimes?" aked Tom Thomson sud
denly, as if recollecting something. "She
is very kind, ami -aud might be useful
to you. Miss Denbigh. Ladle can be
useful to each other sometimes, can they
not?"
Tims it came that Tom Thomson gave
up his seat in the "aupera" to the little
artist, and the tall Scotchman, with the
languishing blue eyes and the invariable
flower in his buttonhole, answered all
queries as to why he had abandoned one
of his favorite pastimes of late with "The
fact is, I gaut tired of it."
"I say, girls, "Tom Thomson is an oul-and-otit
nice man." said Nora, as she
took Dorry's arm going home.
"How did you find that out?" aked
Elizabeth, who was skeptical concerning
the value of men generally, starting from
the man Tom Denbigh.
"From a talk we hail at the piano."
and Nora repeated the substamp of her
conversation with the Scotchman.
"That is nice of him," said Dorry, en- j
thusiiistically, "for you kuow. girls, ev
ery one say he' not rich, though Miss I
Smytho is."
(To be continued.)
KlcrUlo Stamp Canceller.
The first application of electric let
ter ciiHcelling machines In the Fulled
States was made recently In a new
street railway mall car. especially built
for the West End railway posto'tice
service In Boston.
The idea I tio el. niut w 111 undoubted
ly pro vi- n great Improvement In the
nervice. Criniidling machines tire In
use In the Boston poMotlice, where tin y
wen llrst Introduced into this coun
try. In the street miiil cars nil the tiuiil
wtiH cancelled w hen phui-d uixjard (be
cur, except the drop letters, which were
ciincelled with a Imii'l Htauip. Fmb-r
the new arrangement, however, tin
mails can be put aboard (be curs direct
! in the collectors, ami tin-extra bund
ling of the matter saved.
The new cars are built Willi ticw
Ideas, which were not possible lu the
old ones, as they were simply intldc
over from the ordinal y cars. The can
celling machine Is In the corner, an 1
power Is received direct from the trol
ley aud generated through a Mimll
motor, one clerk, with UiIk machine,
can handle, face and Mump kIx tinm
en ml letters au hour.
The cur was luKjM'rted by Postmaster
Covctley. who seemed pleased with the
new arrangement, uml said'
"It Is an admirable arrangement, mnl
after it gets into tfood working; order
will probably do niiicb to nave Import
ant time, and thus increase the ef
ficiency of the Kervlco. On the all
night circuit car Is where the machine
can Ix-st Itc put to practical use, nx
so much mail is handled, ami the run
Ih tut long as to give plenty of time to
work up matter."
lie Itcguii Young.
The New York Tribune tell the fol
lowing story of the celebrated Brooklyn
sculptor, Frederick MneMonnlen:
"When the Isiy was 7 years old he nindo
one of his first pieces, which his moth
er now keeps In au honored position in
her parlor. It Is a miniature likeness
of an elephant and Is remarkably life
like In all respects. One morning the
loy, with his playmates, went to town
to see Bnrttuni's big cirrus parade. The
embryo sculptor took ill the whole Hhow
from Is-glnning to end, hut was espe
cially Interested In a certain white ele
phant, then taking bis first starring
tour. Before the last notes from the
hands In the prurosslon had died away
the hoy was hurrying home. There he
wcured some clay, and In an hour or
two he had molded the wonderful lit
tle linage .vhlch tnnny curio hunters
would dmi I it less lo glad to get at any
cost."
Never Touched Him,
The Ktoinneh of nu ostrich that died
a few days ago lu the menagerie In
Central Park, New York, was found to
contain a wooden clothespin, two pieces
of glass, a mouth harmonica, a piece
of umbrella handle four Inches long, a
metal skate key, n brass door key, a
silk, handkerchief, a horn comb, two
piece of coal, and thrte pebbles. Yet
the ostrich did Dot dlo of Indigestion,
but tuberculosis.
A man Is more apt to noticn the ap
proach of old age In othara than la
blmatlf.
jbr v&-& r-u rrA-w-
THE WIFE'S SHARti.
WE have a poor opinion of the
man, we care not how poor
or how well-to-do he Is. that
diM-s not acknowledge that hl wife
bus a share in the Income of the farm.
The man who acknowledges this in
words and does not give by actually
passing into the wife's hand some of
the share does her a rank Injustice. We
are aware some men excuse them
selves by haying that "it Is all In the
family, anyway," or "women are no
managers." Both are very slim excuses.
What man who has worked hard
would like it when the few dollars
come In that the toil produced should
his wife take them and use them all in
buying a Hewing machine, an extra
cloak, and half a dozen plated sinioiis,
which are "all lu the family" when the
husband has set bis mind upon having
a "good new Jackknlfe when those
hogs are sold?" She has the right to
do It, as much so as the man has to
buy a feed-cutter, an extra rubber coat
and a whip when the wife had licr
heart upon having a pair of kid glove.
That women are "poor managers" la
proven faltie every day. Many a suc
cessful man owes his success to his
wife's goiil management, and many
more would ! Hii"cessful If they left
more of their affairs to the Judgment
and management of the wife.
It Is a burning shame the treatment
some women get In the money matters
of the copartnership made at mar
riage. We do not believe In marriages
for a money consideration, but hold
that many a woman would be happier
had the promise to "love, cherish and
keep" beeu carried a little further or
made more sctlc so ns to have obli
gated to a literal sharing of the money,
be It little or much.
An extreme esse was brought to our
attention a few days ngo. A far;."i whs
to lie sold, and after the deed was
made out the wife hesitated before
signing It. When asked why. she re
plied: "Before signing that paper," and
her voice grew steady and firm, "I
want to know what my share's to be.
I've worked ns hard as father all these
years on the farm, and I've pinched
and managed and earned whatever' to
be paid for It, as much as he, and I
want a set sum that's all mine, and
that I can hold In my own hands and
have belong to me alone." The law
yer who made out the paper saw deter
mination in the tone and manner, aud
acknowledged her right, aud asked her
how much she considered her share.
"I thought of that, too," she replied.
"It's been forty years, a pood forty
years, for we took the farm in the fall,
and this Is spring, aud It seems to me"
her voice broke a little at this criti
cal moment "It se'ctns to nie," she re
plied, "as if I'1 ought to have $20."
That Is a true statement of a recent
happening. Think of It, man. A wom
an so belittled by forty years' tinreconi
pensed servitude that she called $20 s
falrconslderatloiiforherscrvices! Man!
are you degrading your wife to such u
position?-Farm, Field and Fireside.
Hevenuc Ofticer In Hklrts.
Miss Lucy E. Ball has Just been ap
pointed chief of the spirits department
by Collector Kelly of the Brooklyn In
ternal revenue office. There Is only one
other woman In the Fulled States
holding a similar position. The new
chief Is a pretty girl with dark hair
and blue eyes, and a face that Is full of
Intelligence. She lives with her par
ent at 1012 Denn street, Brooklyn.
Four or five year ago she entered the
service of the Internal rerenue depart
ment In flreenslsiro, N. C, the heart
of the moonshlnlng district. In 1MU
Collector Healey appointed her as a
deputy In the Brooklyn office. She wa
afterward In charge of the Income lax
department while that law was in op
eration. Lately she has leen keeping
accounts of brewers and cigar manu
facturers. Her new duties will lie In
relation to the distilleries of the dis
trict. The Lovable Woman. 1
Very lovely aud lorable la the woman
who has cultivated a disposition angel
ic enough to see the good and not the
4rll tide of human nature, who can be
erere with her own falling, and ex
cuse the fault of others. Wo are told
that she k a dull, uninteresting crea
ture, and If we take the trouble to look
lato ttM matter we tad that one dooa
miss t.irr E. II ALL.
c? , , .
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ion bnn'h t ber neighbor's l"'t vsk-
liess; she doe not enjoy hitting out
right end left at the world at luge. 1
and Is always ready with a plea for
unseen and unsuspected reasons,
which, if they could be revealed, would
go a long way toward modifying harsh
Judgment. Mir lovable woman umy not
be witty, she may be a little prosy, but
she it is to w horn we K when In trou
ble for sympathy and confide with a
feeling that our secret will not !' torn
to shreds as s-ion as our back 1 turned.
furls and Crimps In Tro'iialon.
If nature has leen niggardly In the
matter of curls, woman must hie her
to the Imlrdressos this season to entreat
him to make good the deficiency. For
curls of all sons nud conditions tire all
j to be popular. The only thing which is
t.-ilstoed Is the smoothly drawn M i-
II!,.. ..,.'ft,,r.. u I.I.-li li II llee-l l'lO
solace of the Indolent woman for a
season or two. Pompadour combs help
t.) crive the roll Its stability. They are
fastened in the hair lu bitch a way as
to press the fluffy puff out toward the
fc.ee instead of In from It. When the
l'.Hir Is worn a la pompadour, as far as
TP-TO-riATE nAIBUKKSSISO.
the facially decorative part Is concern
ed, the-back hair Is generally gathered
up on the top of the head. There It Is
eoibil loosely anil roundly Instead of
lu the pertly erect aud uarrow fashion
recently prevailing. In defereuce to
the rage for curls the ends of the roll
are oftentimes free. Simultaneously
with the announcement from the hair
dressers that the hair must lte curled
comes the declaration from hyglenlstg
that the curling Iron must go. It Is
branded as the deadliest foe to softnet4
anil fineness of the locks. This would
be a particularly discouraging conflict
but for the fact that the makers of kid
curlers have devised an almost pictur
esque method of curling the hair. The
little, inoffensive kid curlers are all
provided with narrow rlblwtns which
tie in dainty little bows aD over tht
head.
Ionislnna Hachclnra in fYrll.
The palladium of the Louisiana bach
elor's liberty has been ruthlessly swept
away by a recent decision In the Uni
ted Slates Circuit Court, and, if he has
not taken to the woods, he is at least
ns circumspect In his dealings with
the fair sex as a Quaker. The civil
law In that State has always frowned
ou breach of promise suits, and refused
to recognize them. A certain Mrs.
Check, however, finding that her vetier
nble suitor, Herman Pllger, would not
fulllllhls promise to marry her, brought
suit against hlni lu the Federal courts
and recovered heavy damages against
him. The decision may bring to light
many hundred breach of promise suits
which have lain dormant for years be
cause the Slate law recognized no dam
age for a bruised heart.
Fqunllty of Hexes.
The new woman should take het
way to Burmtiu. There, travelers say,
Is the only place on earth where true
equality between the sexes exists. Iu
spite of this, It is claimed, no women i
are more womanly than the Burniw;,'
women, whose good sense enables theth
to perceive the line where they ought
to stop. In the higher classes a woman
has property of her own and manages
It herself. In the lower classes she al
ways has a trade, and runs her busi
ness on her own responsibility. The
sexes choose their own occupations,
and it Is curious to see the men some
times sewing and embroidering, while
the women have nearly all the retail
trade of the Island on their hands. Ex
change. Make It yourself.
Lanollne cream, which is considered "
excellent as an emollient for the skin,
may tie made as follows: Obtain half
a pint of lanollne and half a pint of
pure oil of sweet almonds. Then put
ting a uldespooiiful on a china plate,
add an equal quantity of almond oil;
mix thoroughly, aud add from half a
teaspoonful to a teaspoonful of tincture
of benzoin, until the paste drip from
the knife a steel caseknlfe Is bewt for
the mixing process In altout the con
sistency of thick cream. All three of
these Ingredients are absolutely harm
less. It should be rubbed In at nigh.
American Girl Who PurprUed Pnrla.
The fete recently given by the Conn
teas Castellane, formerly Miss Anna
Oould, waa one of the most clabbTcto '
ever seen In Pari. Three thousand in
vltatlona were lasued, and the cost of
the fete wa not far from $100,000. Tho
event waa planned to reproduce the
fifth day of the fete celebrated at Ver
satile on the occaalon of the marriage
of Ixtuls XIV. wHh Maria Theresa of
Austria.
Whist I a dUisluated as whisk, and
law fun.
f a 'WRtwa.
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