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THE SCARLET DOMINO Tb* tuctort to vUitb tW «tf* and w*r* brtag W«»}*rM «a. mot ■pianag <Wa Haarttr. tbo too •**'’■*••* * bo ■ bool4 bar# *«*»* eftgagsd tbatr «-0oo«MBptjK*a oorr tm mo nood to pa, mmtk ttuattac to sorb trivial mattora Tb* fart oaa. Mr aa4 Mrs m*r* ta4«lgta« ta tbs. for tbno r*rs laxary of a diaagrosassat. ■«>4 as • rro«b tbs Atoaaanr atatoapbsrr of roam »ae row.igersMy M raised Arthsr dsnr.- aha as 4 roa singly t i#i s» fmrni «rr wtrb a trifle say kuigrr I'm w» yam <aa‘t he aeri •a* <a refusing la >t at «o with you •rnigh* | should aa enjoy dancing with yaa la your beautiful scarlet 4-am. so* Baal las.' ahe added atth a itle toarh of naivete. "a wifea place • ><Wi4t her husband. you know ‘ "Taa. my dear gul. uaaaered the other lightly “hit aa ahea hla place •» at a Caveat Gardes fats.j 4rr*i tell No. a*, little vomes. ifl til* n*caa v yaar place Is at home A Oo *eat Garden hup a no atmosphere for -*•♦ prefir Ivai.il under e-.. ‘ ?.»* ' The* why should you go. Arthur T d-ti.sadod f*hy!ii*. promptly ■ Why. because I m a mas. aad-“ Mra Harlot smiled enigmatically to bwmflf na. a fea minute* later, she aairbed her husband get into his han som and drive ofl to his day's work at the law cmrtt Although tee kissed her hand to hla readily enough is answer to his part ing oaiu'-attaa aa espre***oe of an noy aara ctept again tats her face as •uoa a* she turned away from the w.n ' if w ab* i' 1 » eat; t .* to -• e through arv1* ahe reflected * Of coorae. Arthur has aa assignation to teflht with dams horn'd, scheming vemaa However I m not g » ng to be hoodwinked by his eanaam. aad so— whether he lihes it or sot—1 will go to Coven Gardes toaight aad keep a tekaat far the scarlet domino “ H hen 4 r. ally ahe entered the ball rsom aac mingled with the laigktng f-owd of merrymakers she rather re peated of her hastily formed resolu *toa She neither knew nor was itaown by nay of the throng of dancers around her. aad eon jegueatly soon came to tie decision that the prtKeed •-C* were wot very rstertaiaitig so far a* she was concerned Thea the saxswealy expected xrxrlet domino un « rountably failed her. sad although a glimpse of red is the rottnae of •aa» of the revelers from time to time made her mean beat faster. It sn. ox arewtigauoa. always to prose the I«~ aperty of a stranger 4t last however, her eyes, strained •'Oh watrLiag caught sight of a scar let-dad igwre Leaning agaias; a pillar a Utile distaa o fro® fcrr With s little gasp of triumph Pbylits re- og ■ ted la it her husband s form Now was the time, ehe reflected gr mly. to ’em the truth of her theor.es respect - xg tus allegiance to herslf. Accord ♦ligiy ah# made her way through the in tervening rood aaul at Last »he stood •"lose beside the fora she sought. H.s an* k was turned toward her. however .and ccaaegueatiy it becasM* ne -***s*ry •* at*r»r# h>4 af’ettfloa Quick !y di »*d ag her t.olets she thuat a bun-h acm not the man s mask, and with a . :ght laugh stepped hastily hack behind ’he pillar. Natura.Js she wa» prompt ly foil awed and a detain ag hand laid a her arm. * Tou r* aa eaterpris’ag young lady," * -shed the red-robed JmflridualJtght »* aei if yoc fail to make your way ♦s * te world it won't he be a use you’re pf too retiring a dispasittoa How ever 1 like 'em your way best. I thigh, aod yon and 1 will probably get a long very well with one another.'* Are you sure you’re not eip*~;ing larnwr with better claim* upon you — ,oar w> for tartan*v?“ demanded Phyllis, archly. *t>h. bang it all. my dear girl*" re tamed the other, “you don't rape,* a fellow in bring hie wife io a Covent -.arden -all do you* IVfcv :•** *;k# taking a ham sandwich to a nan si on 'flu.** thought Mrs Heriot to her self, "you lease her behind la Pont street" Aloud however sae merely remarked, "1 dare say you re not far wrong Wise# base a trying way of thinking them seise* entitled to the whole >! finer husband's »** Wry r The scarlet domino Laughed good bumnrudty. You're a funny little woman." hr returned, and 1 uish you d take your mask off for a moment. A fare that -an think anch thoughts must he ruth «» interesting ” ’The disillusion might be disas trous." answered Phyllis, with a fas cinating shrug of her shoulder* 'Let wa go and ait 'down somewhere though." she added, silpp ng her soft band upon the man's wrist I'm tired They had v-andetod into oae of the wmdnrs. and the door of a vacant mok stood tavi'.ngiy open. Without threshold, and. guidtag the other with in the shadow gut kly riased the door. Then, placing b:» arm* around the gHf a slim Ago.'# he drew her sharply toward won. and raising the lower • omer of .tier ma*k •howcewd half a doom homing kiss’s upon her ripe, rod Ifps. that were as temptingly re Aa hd hot hraarh fanned her cheeks mad k«s passionate k seen were being raised down epos her Pkyllis felt for the mumtat that her husband's alls glance to herself had not really wav ered after all. Then a sudden revul sion of thought swept over her. and she realised that her companion's em braces were offered In ignorance of her Identity. White and trembling, she pushed the man away and sprang to the door again “Lai me go’” she cried, fearing for her self-control. T ought to have been home lung ago.'*. “Very well, my little Cinderella." an swered the scarlet domino, good hu moredly To our nest merry meeting, then May it be soon!** “Perhaps sooner than you think.’* re turned the other with a hard little laugh. Then she turned and made her way rapidly to the vestibule, fearful of pursuit. It was with mingled feelings of rage and despair that Mrs. lleriot drove •ack through the hushed and deserted thoroughfares to the Pont street mai sonette How to meet her husband she scarcely knew, but wild thoughts >jf insrruting proceedings for a separa tion against him coursed through her j brain as she lay back in the corner of her hansom. Half-formed resolves to leave him immediately arose, only to i*e dismissed in favor of waiting until the morrow should give her an oppor tun ty of fating him with his perfidy. That it would be impossible to do this without compromising herself did not enter Into her calculations. All she knew waa that she had been very bad ly treated, and the one thought that possessed her was that of revenge. * • • It was a Tery sad-faced and heavy eyed Mr* Heriot who the next morn ing sat opposite her husband at the breakfast table. She did not hear him com# in for. although she had lain awake throughout half the night, sleep had at last gained its hold upon her. Consequently they met now for the first time sin e the previous morning. She returned his greeting mechan ally. for. although anger struggled in her for the mastery, she saw that it was impossible to say what was in her mind in the presence of the parlor maid. "Ho* he brazens It out!” she thought fier ely, as she nervously * rumbled the roll before her. Without betraying any surprise at bis wife's coldness Mr. Heriot settled him>elf in his chair and leisurely ex amined the pile of letters at bis side. Then he put them down and medita tively stroked bis mustache. * Why, Phyllis.” he remarked at length. looking up at his wife with a smile, "you don't seem to be so cheer ful as you ought to lie,considering that you had your own wa>\ after all. last ntghL” **M> own way* What *! > you mean. *rth irT*' she exclaimed startled out of her self-possession "Why. dearest.abuu; the Covent Gar den affair, of course. 1 didn't go. after all. When I got to my chambers yes terday I found an important brief there that occupied me until the even ing Then 1 went on to the club and took a hand at whist with some men. As I was winning I didn't care about leaving, so I lent my mask and domino to young Ferrar*. He's Just ray build, so the costume suited him capitally. It's a pity you don't know him. as he’s rather a nice young chap in his way.” •Oh!” said Phyllis. Ths CbllilrM'i Hour. In every household where there are little folks tbe children's hour should ue a regular institution, and nothing out absolute necessity should be al lowed to interfere with it. It is very **asy, unless the mother makes a strict rule about it. for her to be called away to attend to some household or social duty, but her duty to her little chil dren should come first. If she can de mote more than an hour in the day to i them so much the better, but that is j :be shortest time she can spend wjrb tnem daily if she is to retain her hold >u t.’ieir affection* and to continue to e their dearest friend and confidant, j In that hour her own work and cares should be entirely laid aside, and she -hould be a Child among children, tell n* stories, playing g»me* and being j nterested in Katie's doll, Johnny’s j raboits and in everything else which j < on tributes to the happiness of their ! little lives. v, '*■ torn, of Bl|lr|0e Wn-n a mm geti- tired of cxi.-ten'-e ,fl tai* mundane sphere and wishes tc shorten bu allotted ►pan. he usually . * to -otn*' old and thoroughly ' ‘ ,,,”an ■';| h as the rop». gun or l»o -on. It remained for one Stuart St. i* • mho i- said to have been a re<*i •vtit of Williamsport. Pa., to introduce a new form of self-dentruction. After ending a k*tter to his wife informing h» r that he intended to commit sul he shut himself up in a refrig erator car at Denver. Col., and was in lue tinie frozen to death. People who have been revived from the Mitt * hi h Ju>t precedes death by fieezing have atated that they suffered little or no pain and the new process of sui < tde introduced by Mr. St. Clair may become popular. »»e«ter Thai a Mgalmard. 1 m anted to go to Hose Valley and at the cross roads I met a settler and at r ed him m bich road to take. “It's as »-a*y aa pie. he good naturedly re PM “You gimme a chaw of ter i-at ker if you h<n* any about you. and then I II take a nip with you If you •’ e\ a f. *k, and then you chip in half a dollar fords our new skule house and lend me a couple of postage -’..mj> and take thi« ere road to the left and cuss the hiils and mjd holes 1 nil you git thar.” **■!*•«■• ia tha Nanoiy. Davy -Cousin Kit. what is a mi crobe* Cousin Kit (reading a book and not wanting to h* bothered)—Oh. it's n thing that gets into things. Davy — Wed. then, baby's a microbe, for every time 1 go down stairs she gets into my things.—Indianapolis Journal. Why maase Wrtlara Die Poor. “So the story goes.' soliloquized the struggling author, mailing the thrice rejected manuscript to a fourth pub lisher. Chicago Tribune. Tha Infaraace. Marie—Shea going to school until -be** 2S, no she says. Martha—Heavens. | but she most be homely!-Kansas City Independent THE BOEE WOMEN SHARE PERILS OF HUSBANDS BROTHERS AND SONS A«d Spur Them on to Resistance o l>enth — Their Heroic Work in tlx Ambulance and Hospital Service—Thi Uraat Trek of 1836. None but the elderly women among ibe Transvaal Boers can remember th* great trek of 1836, when their fathers and grandfathers abandoned thi homes they had made in Natal and tolled up the passes to the lofty pla teau where they founded their repub lic. Those days were more trying than any the Transvaal women ever saw until the present war began. They were still living in their tent wagons when the terrible wars with the Mata bele branch of the Zulu tribe began, and no women could show more won derful spirit and constancy than those wives and mothers of the Boer pion eers in the midst of appalling dangers and hardships which did not end until the Matabeles had been driven north of the Crocodile River. Not a few of these women and their children with them, perished by the assegais of sav ages. but not one of them would have dreamed of returning to the peaceful homes and gardens in Natal which they had left behind. The British had proclaimed that country their own, their colonists were pouring in and the Boers would die before they would come again under British rule. The wives and mothers of the sol diers who now confront the British are t K O /iitCriAn .1 ^ n » .1 # * k L _1 - «■ V XMUIII.O Wi OU/Ul UCUI IV U women who loaded the guns of their husbands and boys, while savages rushed upon the brush heaps that were the sole protection around their laag ers. Perhaps no women in the world have changed so little in two generations. The women of the Boer farmsteads are now just what their grandmothers were when the Mata beles sought their lives. The Bible is still their only book, they still prefer a quiet, sedentary life and the simple duties of their modest homes, and they have scarcely risen in any respect above the plane of intellectual cul tivation which their grandmothers oc cupied; and they are like their grand mothers, too. in the courage, constan cy and sublime devotion in which they are facing the awful trials of another crucial period in the history bf their people. The women are doing every thing they can to aid the soldiers in the field. Hundreds of them are in the field, and form the majority of the working force in the ambulance and hospital service. In their denuncia tion of the British they are far more hitter and outspoken than the men themselves, but in their mission of mercy they know no enemies. All the wounded British soldiers who have fallen into their hands have been treated as brothers and friends. The Boer nurses extend to them the same care that they give to their own strick en soldiers. The women throughout the two republics exerted a powerful influence in kindling enthusiastic sup port for the war when it fyecame cer tain that the conflict could not he averted. They sent many of their sons into the commandos or militia organi zations. even though the striplings had not quite reached the age of sixteei. when they are liable to military duty. One day a crowd at the railroad sta tion in Pretoria was cheering a com mando that was going to join Joubert's army around Ladysmith. A mother in the throng saw her young son with a gun over his shoulder and wearing a cartridge belt, just as he was entering a car. She followed him to his seat, and. laying her hand on his shoulder, said: ‘ My boy, why did you not tell me of this?” ‘ Mother.” he answered, “perhaps I was wrong, but I could not bear to bid you good-by. You were to be told just as soon as we left. You see. mother, it was my duty to go sooner or later, and I thought the sooner the better. Forgive me if I have done wrong.” ‘ You are right, my son.” the moth er replied, "it is your duty to go, and I am willing you should go. though 1 thought it micht be better to wait a few months. Go. you have my bles sing. but you should have told me.” .She kissed him farewell, and there was a smile on her face as she left the car, though tears stood In her eyes. Heart I lie Only Vital Spot. A prominent surgeon, discussing the character of the wounds received on the battlefields in South Africa, has pointed out that experience of the present campaign would seem to show that the only absolutely fatal region is the heart. Bullet wounds of the brain are not necessarily fatal, judging from the records of the last few weeks, and thiB is presumably due to the small size of the projectile, the velocity with which it travels, and the modern prac tice of scientific surgery, by which dangerous symptoms likely to arise from injuries may be warded ofT. It has therefore been suggested that, the heart being the only really vital part in the body, a st<?el covering should be provided so as to protect that part from bullets. A steel plate might be attached to the soldiers’ tunics, and I doubtless the small shield could be so • Axed as neither to impede movement ; nor cause inconvei°nce. Carloa* Wmiilninc* of Smoke. During the volcanic eruption in the Hawaiian islands last summer, tho I ►moke rose to a height of between five j and six miles, and then drifted away ' to the nortneast. At a distance of 600 | miles from Hawaii it settled upon the surface of the sea, and was then car ried back by the northeast wind to its place of origin, where it arrived a fortnight after its original departure, and covered the entire group of islands with its heavy pall. Perhaps No Other Chow*. Her father—You are too young to marry. Wait and. you will get over this love. Herself—That is what I am afraid of. The instinct that teaches the bird to come back to the same nest the next summer is probably the same that tells a woman exactly where to find the pin that is sticking into the baby. AMERICAN HENS I _ After Becomii g Naturalised la Soath Afrlea Chaa«e Their Nature* ' "One of the greatest troubles experi enced by people living in tropical countries." said L. T. Varden of Chi r cago, at the Gilsey house, "is to obtain > meat of a quality fit to eat. Take the , Philippines, for instance. The cattle there are magnificent to look at, but they cut up into mighty poor food, be ing fat and also stringy. Almost all the meat used by our men there comes from Australia, being brought in re frigerator ships, from which it is is sued three times a week. The Austra lian is as good beef as a man would care to eat. There is, or rather, was— for it is nearly a year and a half since 1 was there—a lack of poultry also. No hens or chickens can be obtained, but only ducks, and, of course, your morning egg was that of a duck, which is an exceedingly poor substitute for a hen’s egg. in my estimation. I un derstand that since then they have tried to remedy this and other de ficiencies by importing hens and other tnings, nut l uoubt the success of the experiment, for the climate, different kind cf food and the like, may change the flesh of the fowl and the quality of the egg. C. A. Williams, a friend of mine, who used to be United States consul at Johannesburg, and who now lives in the Transvaal, told me that when he first went to South Africa he endeavored to raise the character and quality of his table supplies by im portation. The meat in South Africa was poor, but that could not be helped. American fowls, Williams thought would be a decided improvement over those of the Transvaal, and their eggs would enable him to begin each da/ with an easy stomach and a satisfied mind. So he brought out a flock of American-bred poultry. At first ail went well: the breakfast egg was a godsend and the occasional chicken at dinner all that he had fondly antici pated, but then there came a change, at first so gradual, that Williams was inclined to attribute it to loss of ap petite. The breakfast egg grew coarse and coarser in flavor until it became wholly uneatable, and the dinner chicken deteriorated in similar man ner and with identical result. With the former, however, the outward ap pearance of the egg remained the same, but the poultry not only changed in quality and flavor of flesh, but also in external appearance, as well. With out increasing the size of the body, the necks grew longer and thinner and the legs lengthened out of all propor tion. until at last the hens resembled nothing so much as diminutive os triches. They were unfit to eat, and of no other domestic use, and so Williams gave them away to the Kaffirs, but for some time he thought of exhibiting them here at a poultry show, mainly to ascertain what names competent judges would apply to them, but the expense deterred him. He also had an other scheme to get even, which was to enter the roosters in cocking mains. Williams said they could lick any thing that wore feathers, short of an eagle or an ostrich, and that there was not a dog in the Transvaal that would come anywhere near his house while they remained his property, so utterly had the few dogs which had tried con clusions with them been routed."— New York Tribune. NATURAL CAS Hail i'atftetl Out of General 1 sp lu PlttH borg Ho men. A. V. Sterling of Pittsburg said at the Hotel Manhatten: “The day of natural gas with us is practically over, and our city is dirtier than ever. I went to Pittsburg to live in 1886. and stayed at first with a friend of mine at Roup, one of the suburbs. At that time natural gas was everywhere in use, and there were open fires in every room. My friend warned me to be careful in using it, and always to lay a lighted match on the bricks before turning on the natural gas. I was used to ordinary gas fires, and so when I had reason to use my fire, and the gai blew the first match out without ignit ing. I leisurely scratched another and touched her off. The next instant found me stretched out on the other side of the room In a stunned condi tion. amid the wreck of the washstand. against which I had been hurled. Luckily I escaped with a few bruises, but I ever afterward treated natural gas with profound respect. There are a lot of people in my town who would like to know what takes the place o? the gas in the bowels of the earth when we extract it. The way it rush >s out when once lapped shows that it is pent up in some place at enormous pressure, which grows gradually less and finally ends altogether. Now, what takes its ^lace is what I want to know, and why there isn't danger that, this support having been with drawn. cave-ins may occur? Billions and trillions of cubic feet of natural gas have been taken from the earth since its first discovery, and. I for one, would like to know what Mother Na ture has put in its place.”—New York Tribune. Tlie Mont Awful Explosion. What is said to have been the most terrific explosion ever known occurred Feb. 19, 1896, near Johannesburg, on the Netherlands South Africa railway. A train with some fifty-five tons of blasting gelatin and ninety cases of detonators was standing on a siding when it was inadvertently run into by another train. The fearful energy of the liberated gases tore a huge trench 300 feet long. 30 feet deep and 65 feet wide in the stHf clay soil; pieces of the engine were blown more than a mile away; upward of fifty people were known to have been killed, while the i ghastly heap of mangled limbs, which filled upward of twenty sacks, proba bly accounted for many others who were passing strangers and could not, therefore, be identified at the time. Needless to say, perhaps, all the ad joining home property was reduced to matchwood and some 600 people were rendered homeless. Forothooelit. *‘I always believe In putting some thing by for a rainy day,” remarked the absent-minded man, as he swiped his neighbor’s umbrella.—Philadelphia j Record. (Energy of will is the greatest secret of power over others. VALOR OF THE BOERS ALMOST UNEQUALED IN THE WORLD S HISTORY. %n Eofllih CorrMpondent's Intelligent Comment on the Situation—Criticise* British Pre** for It* False Represen tation* About Batch Civilization. An English correspondent at the front has the following to say relative to the war now being waged with the Boers: “We began by fighting in a hurry; we are now fighting at leisure. Neither the generals, the men. nor the public at home has formed an approximately correct estimate of the difficulties which had to be overcome or of the en emy we were to encounter. The Boer fights with his head .seldom with his muscles; our men fight with their mus cles, seldom with their heads. You can not get either the officers or the men to understand that the first duty of a soldier is to kill, not to be killed. They have all come out here determined to earn the Victoria cross, or to distin , guisk themselves by displaying con ' spicuous bravery in the field. ‘It is magnificent, but it is not war.’ “It is little better than a very popu lar sporting expedition on an immense scale. You have, no doubt, heard fre quently of the ‘zone of fire,’ and have formed your own opinion of what those words signify. I will describe the sit uation for your benefit. Imagine that . i m i. s _1_ 1-111— rr lucicr ijs a ui ill feu **+s.A%*n you some five miles away from where you stand. Orders are issued to ad vance. Presently you see ahead a long line of dust, tufts of grass, and pebbles raised by the multitude of bullets which fall almost as close to each other as do drops of rain in a shower. It seems humanly impossible to cross the line without being hit, and.even should fortune enable you to do so unharmed, a mile or two would separate you from the enemy. “That zone of fire is the only obstacle which staggered our men. and it is not at all to their discredit that it should. They occasionally hesitate to make the rush through. It is like running through a shower of bullets for some 20 yards, and trusting to luck that no drop shall touch you. The bravest and the least brave are on the same level on such an occasion, and it is inde scribably disheartening, when you have undergone the ordeal without mishap, to find not only that the en emy is still very far from you. but that further zones of fire have to be crossed. “I cannot believe that numbers will make much difference in our favor; the more men you send to the front, the more bullets will have human billets. The brain will have to win the battles. You who are at home must not blame the generals; they are fighting under conditions which are altogether new. Here we do not dislike the Boers; we have learned to respect their courage, and it annoys us to read in the Eng lish papers that they are barbarians who strip and ill-treat the wounded.’* I>emrn to Grow Old Gracefully. There is a most admirable lesson contained in the following extract from Hannah More's "Strictures on the Mod ern System of Female Education:’’ “Since, then, there is a season when the youthful must cease to be young, and the beautiful to excite admiration, to learn to grow old gracefully is. per haps. one of the rarest and most beau tiful acts that can be taught to woman. And it must be confessed it is a most severe trial for those women to lav down their beauty, who have nothing else to take up. It is for this sober rea son of life that education should lay up its rich resources. However disre garded they may have been, they will be wanted now. When admirers faU away and flatterers become mute, the mind will be driven to retire within it self: and if it finds no entertainment at home, it will be driven back again upon the world, with increased force. Yet, forgetting this, do we not seem to educate our daughters exclusively for the transient period of youth, when it is to maturer life we ought to advert? Do we not educate for a crowd, forget ting that they are to live at hom^—for a crowd, and not for themselves—for show, and not for use—for time, and not for eternity?" “Henwils" of the Scots. Sandy McTush was very fond of boasting—with more or less truth and a good deal of pride—about the an tiquity of the Gaelic tribes. He was seldom disturbed in his harmless amusement, but on one occasion a wag of an Englishman ventured to pull him up short. “Look here, Sandy.” said the trifler, “I'm not disputing a bit of what you say, but it doesn’t go very far. after all. you know. I don't re member coming across a single word about any braw son o' Caledonia either in the old testament or the new!” Sandy's look of scorn and pity was be yond describing, but his answer set tled that little argument once and for ever. “Why. ye eegnorant son o’ per deetion. I'm no for a meenit thenkin' that effer ye cam’ across onything iu the haly beuk, but has it no yet been i dinged intae your muckle thick heid hoo Scot an’ Lot gaed thegither in the auid time?”—Ally Sloper. Force of Habit. “May you take this lesson home with you tonight, dear friends,” continued the preacher at the end of a very long and wearisome sermon. “And may its spiritual truths sink deep into your hearts and lives to the end that your souls may experience salvation. We will now bow our heads in prayer. Deacon White, will you lead?" There was no response. "Deacon White,” this time In a louder voice. "Deacon White, will you lead?” Still no re sponse. It w'as evident that the good deacon was slumbering. The preach er made a third appeal and raised his voice to a pitch that succeeded in wak ing up the drowsy man. "Deacon White, will you please lead?” The deacon rubbed his eyes and opened them wonderingly. “Is It my lead? No—I just dealt.” The fruit derived from labor is the sweetest of all pleasures.—Vauvenar Cues. A MAN’S PLAINT. ClotbM That Are la Jared hr Cooti«< with Safa Pillows. “Kindly remove the sofa cushion,’’ stid the Man. languidly, as he sat down on the couch beside the Woman. “The «v!ast time I was in its immediate vicin ity it behaved very bady. Indeed, filling my coat with a soft, cottony fuzz that it took two hours of good, hard brush ing to remove, so I've determined to have nothing more to do with it. D’ye know I’m getting so that I don’t feel :tt all like putting on my good clothes when I go to call on women nowadays; all on account of these villain pillows, which are everywhere, and which seem to be filled with tiny, flufTy feathers that escape and cling to one with glue like persistency? That reminds me to remark that on account of one of Eve’s fairest daughters my dress suit is now reposing at the cleaner’s. 5fo, she didn’t spill a plate of ice cream cm me, nor did she do anything awkward of that sort; all she did was to use in my presence of those absurd fans made of ostrich feathers that some women affect. It was a pink fan, and, candid ly. I think it was a little moth-eaten, but at any rate she’s a nice girl and 1 like her, so I was a good deal with her at the german. Gradually I noticed that the fan seemed to'be losing plum age and I seemed to be gaining it. When I was a fine fluff almost from my head to heels I went up to rhe dress ing room and got the man to brush me off, but as the needle to the pole those feathers were to me. Back they’d come merrily as soon as he’d cease agitating them, and settle even on my hair and in my mouth. A thousand kind friends came up to me during the evening and told me how funny I looked, and the owner of the fan herself laughed a bit, but, frankly speaking. I wasn’t amused. I sent the suit to the cleaner the next day. and I hope he’ll be able success fully to pluck it. I don’t mind find ing on coming home from a dance that my sleeves are whitened by contact with sundry fair arms or that some powdery substance decorates my lapels, but I draw the line at feathers, hence —take away the cushion; I’ll have none of it. an’ if my Tuxedo gets full of them I’ll have to retire to private life for an indefinite space.”—Pittsburg Dispatch. COSTUMES IN MANILA. ' l*ltor» Adrlacd to Take Along a Plen tiful \Turdroli« of Summer Variety. A man going to Manila with suffi cient supply of underclothing, Ameri can boots, and one or two spruce look ing suits of light summer woolen cloth ing can wait for the rest at the hands of the Filipino tailors. These latter will make for him the thin white suits which are in vogue here during the hottest period of the year—indeed, all the year round. With hats, both felt and straw, he can easily satisfactorily and cheaply supply himself in Manila. A geod mackintosh, however, for use in the rainy season, he should bring with him from the Cnited States, and also a good umbrella, unless he is easily suited in that direction. For a woman coming out here, practically everything needed can be obtained here, if she is handy with her scissors and needle, and at much cheaper prices than in the 1 nited States. But the woman depend ing upon the dressmaker would do well to bring out a plentiful wardrobe of the same kind of clothing that she would furnish herself with in New York during the heated term. No greater mistake could be made than to suppose that, in matters of dress. Man ila is a ‘ shoddy’' place. Oh the con trary. the city is as gay as the climate permits. Every one likes to look at his best, especially during the late after noon and evening. The drive along the Luneta during the hour around sun down is a scene kaleidoscopic with color. Circumstances permitting.there is plenty of social life in the evening. Evening gowns are quite as pretty and dainty here as elsewhere,while the man who comes out with social inclinations but without an evening dress suit, will undoubtedly write back to his tailor for one. He can’t get one made in Manila that wouldn’t look grotesque.—I^eslie's Weekly. A TIP ABOUT^ USING STAMPS. Something Which u Grrat Many People Do Not Know. “Wait until I have washed off the postage stamp on this envelope, spoiled in the addressing.” said a man. ac cording to the Washington Star. “It :s not necessary to do that.” said a law yer. *ou may take your scissors and cut out the adhesive stamp and stick it fast to your new envelope with muci lage. notwithstanding the adhering piece of the old envelope. It does not look nice and may become detached in «he mail, but if the stamp is a genuine, unused adhesive stamp it is not ques tioned. The government, when it sells an adhesive 2-cent stamp, undertakes for such consideration to transport and deliver to destination the letter to which it is affixed. The fact that It has with it a piece of envelope to which it was formerly attached, does not relieve the government from executing its part of the contract when the letter is deposited for mailing, the stamp being otherwise perfect.” Light holism Mud LlfeboMts rtf Old. A search of the record of that vener aDle corporation. Trinity house, Lon don. shows that it is just 300 years since the first lighthouse was erected at Lowestoft, and this is noted us the first regular lighthouse on the coasts of Great Britain. The next lighthouse to be erected was in Winterton. in 1616. Lowestoft has had, moreover, the unique distinction of possessing the first lifeboat. It was in 1809. Just 200 years after the first lighthouse was built there, that the first lifeboat was dispatched on her initial errand of mercy from Lowestoft. Asserting ltlghta. After a woman gets a cow and % few milk customers, her next ambition Is to get real printed milk tlrkets. with her name signed on the bark. If her husband's name Is Thomas T. Robinson, and hers is Mary 8.. she signs the tickets M. 8. Robinson in stead of T. T. Robinson. This looks as though she is becoming more inde pendent and getting along without male help.—Atchison Globe. 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L«L kalsomines are cheap, tem porary preparations made from whiting, chalks, clays, etc., and stuck on walls with de caying animal glue. ALABAS TINE Is not akalsomine. EWARB of the dealer who says he can sell you the “same thing" as ALABASTINE or “something Just as good." He Is either not posted or Is try ing to deceive you. ND IN OFFERING something he has bougnt cheap and tries to sell on ALABASTINE’S de mands, he may not realize tha damage you will suffer by a kalsomine on your walls. ENSIBLE dealers will net buy a lawsuit. Dealers risk one by selling and consumers by using Infringement. Alabastine Co. own right to make wall coat ing to mix with cold water. 1HIIE INTERIOR WALLS of every church and school should be coated only with pure, dur able ALABASTINE. It safe guards health. Hundreds of tons used yearly for this work. IN BUYING ALABASTINE. customers should avoid get ting cheap kalsomines under different names. Insist on having our goods in packages and properly labeled. NUI8AXCE of wall paper IS ob viated by ALABASTINE. It can be used on plastered walls, wood ceilings, brick or can vas. A child can brush it on. It doe* not rub or scale off. Established in favor, shun all imitations. Ask paint deal er or druggist for tint card. Write us for interesting book let. free. ALABASTINE CO., Grand Rapids. Mich. A>Firing Line Introduction. “Dnring a recent sharp skirmish.” says the Sphere, "an English officer in South Africa noticed that one of his guns was in danger. Calling an officer to his side he requested him to go and help Captain A to try and bring it m. 'Pardon.' he added, as the officer turneu to obey, 'perhaps. Mr. B., you do not know A.' Mr. B. had not the pleasure. TU introduce you, then—charming fellow A..* said his lordship, and. re gardless of bursting shells anu'puffs of dirt which marked the pitch of bullets all around them, he cantered along the hillside with Mr. B. 'Captain A., let me introduce you to Mr. B.: Mr. B— Captain A. B will lend you a hand to> bring in that gun; hope neither of you will be knocked over doing it.’ ” t'orr-otimr an Error. The editor of the Star of Hope. Sing Sing. 1.500 denounces as fallse the re port that "the convict editor of the Star of Hope has been deposed, and that a citizen printer has been assigned to the position." The paper, he says, is entirely the inmates’ paper, and is edited, contributed to and printed by the inmates themselves. It is strictly an institution journal, conducted by the inmates themselves in every branch. Randall's Mw Command. General George M. Randall, who is visiting in Washington, will leave for Seattle at once, and on May 21 will sail for Alaska to take command of the new military department of Alaska. A great deal of work has been planned for him to do. Among other things 2,000 miles of overhead and submarine telegraph line will be constructed. 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