~ Women Sculptors
Should Not
Marry
By Vinrtie Ream Hoxie
j
Famous Woman Sculptor Tells
How She Became Wedded to
Her Art—Made 16 Life-Sized
Busts in First Two Months of
Experience — Every One Can I
Marry—Not All Can Model
Matrimony Hinders Development
of Art—Men Quick to Appre
ciate Genius in Women.
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(Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles.)
(Mrs. Vinnle Ream Hoxie has the di^
Unction of being the only American wom
an who has had her statues accepted by
the United States government ajd placed
in the marble rown of the capitol at
Washington. Her life-size marble figure
of President Lincoln is familiar to all
sight-seers in the capitol, while the heroic
bronze of Admiral Farragut is one of the
best works of art in Washington. Statues
of many other great Americans have been
made by her.)
The field of sculpture for womeu Is
unlimited, but the workers are few,
for one must have .a very decided
talent—a genius for it—to enter the
field at all.
There must be no mistake aoout
this. Mediocrity will not do. Indus
try and application will not do. Per
severance will not do. The only rea
son for men or women trying to fol
low sculpture as a profession is that
they are so irresistibly impelled
toward it and impressed with their
own ability that they cannot possibly
resist the impulse to model in clay.
Many girls have sought advice on !
this subject, asked how they could
know if they had marked ability or
talent, and also, desiring to be sculp
tors, what method I would suggest,
what teachers recommend? At these
questions I have sometimes lost my
temper and told them that they copld
soon find out by shutting themselves
up with some clay and seeing what
they could evolve from the crude ma
terial. I have told them that, like
love, this knowledge “comes not by
appointment, but at some unexpected
corner it springs forth.” A good way
—the only way to test the matter
would be to take some common let
ter's clay (it seems almost sacred to
me)—and if, alone and unaided, they
cannot instantly bring forth some
thing beautiful or artistic from its
weird depths, where statutes lie im
prisoned, then let them come forth
from that room, “leaving hope be
hind," and let them then and there
forever abandon all idea of being
sculptors and following in the foot
steps of the “divine Angelo."
My own experience when making
my first steps in the study of art—
a study that has been such a great
pleasure and comfort to me all my
life long—may be of interest.
A mere child—a delicate girl—I had
never been in a studio until the fate
ful day when I was taken to Clark
Mills' studio by a friend. He was
modeling in clay and I was instantly
impressed with the fact that I, too,
could model, and in that very hour 1
made my first essay. In two months
I had made in clay the likenesses of
Thaddeus Stevens, Reverdy Johnson,
Gen. Custer, Gen. Grant. Gen. McClel
lan, Gen. Thomas, Gen. Fremont, Rep
resentative John Wentworth of Chi
cago, Gen. Frank P. Blair, Senators
John Sherman and Nesmith. Parson
Brownlow, Gen. Morehead of Pennsyl
vania, Representative Garfield, Gov.
Yates of Illinois and Abraham Lin
coln. They were all life-size busts
and I have copies of them all here in
my studio now, and I look at them
with deep and affectionate gratitude,
as they all became my warm and
devoted friends, inspiring me to in
dustry, application and high ambition.
These Dusts were said to be striking
likenesses and the senators and mem
bers who were lookers-on at my early
efforts took a deep interest in their
young protege and had the kindness,
sympathy and courage to uphold will
ing hands.
If a woman feels that she has un
usual talent for sculpture and desires j
to enter this field, let her determine
to make it her life work. Let her
not be handicapped by marriage.
Every one can marry, but not all
can model. Not that I discourage
matrimony—an institution so noble
in itself—but it is distinctly not con
ducive to development in art. Hus-1
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bands naturally are Jealous of any
other love, and a mother's heart
yearns more tenderly over her real
than her clay children. Little ones de
mand constant attention, and there is
work enough in a hqnse. be the serv
ants never so plentiful, to absorb the
constant attention of a woman and
keep her busy day after day, week
after week and month after month.
If a woman student is really seri
ously in earnest let her study anat
omy and draw from the nude. Let
her put hex wllole soul into her work.
If she can afford it, let her engage
experienced teachers that she may
profit by their exjierience. and let her
follow every advantage that means
will procure. But if she cannot afford
these helps, let her take the clay in
her own untutored hands and work
out her own salvation.
There is certainly nothing unwom
anly in this vocation. All' the sur
roundings of art are elevating. Its
environment is refined and Its pres
ence Is felt by the pure in heart.
A woman need not even be before
the public if she desires privacy. In
her own retired studio She can bring
forth these children of genius, and if
they are stamped with that seal,'pub
lic opinion will be the high priest that
will christen them and the world will
recognize their worth.
Every surrounding of art is refined
and its atmosphere pure. A woman’s
touch is as delicate, her eye as true
and her hand as firm as that of a
man. Yet it is not the delicate touch,
the true eye, that speaks the artist.
The workmen who reproduce beauti
ful statutes in marble bave that. It
is not these things that bespeak the
grand result. It is the seeing of these
things in the mind’s eye before they
have taken shape in the clay. It is
being able to feel these things in ad
vance, as the poet feels in his soul
his verses, as the orator feels his
theme, waxing him eloquent to move
the hearts of others. Y*Te must feel
deeply ourselves to reach others, and
to bring forth a work of art it must
be in our minds to conceive it first
before emancipating it from the silent
clay. Themes of beauty and of grace
must chase each other through the
brain.
The mind must be filled with noble
purposes and beautiful shadows, ideal
forms, majestic, noble groups waiting
to be set free. All of these must
hover around and inspire the artist,
even though he or she may never
have the means to carry any of them
out to perfection in the marble or
the bronze. The artist's greatest work
is often being done when his model
ing tools lie idle—when he sits ap
parently idle, “brooding over his
theme,” sometimes for weeks, ’for
months. Beside this work which is
being done by the brain, the mind,
the soul, the working out in the clay
seems to be almost mechanical.
The field for art is broadening every
year. Our forefathers had no time or
means for these luxuries, for luxuries
they certainly are, not necessities.
Wealth is accumulating and the rich
like to surround themselves with
beautiful and costly things. People
of refinement and culture try to sat
isfy for themselves this thirst for ele
gant and artistic surroundings. Even
the very poor yearn for them and in
their squalid homes of poverty gaudy
prints and cheap plaster casts of im
possible figures adorn their walls,
attesting -to their desire—their reach
ing out—for something beyond, bet
ter than the toil and monotony of
their daily lives. Their tastes are
slowly becoming educated, and the
public schools, a great factor in this
cause, on a broader and more gener
ous plan than of old, are gradually
advancing art in the minds ot the
working people. The once barren
walls of the public schools are now
illuminated with the finest engravings
and photographs of celebrated paint
ings and their halls are adorned with
casts of treasured statutes of ancient
art.
If a woman’s work is as good as
that of a man she will receive equal
recognition—even more prompt recog
nition. for men are surprised when
we have the courage to compete with
them and more quickly recognize our
ability. They are not the tyrants some
would make them, but kind and good
and generous to us if they are made
to feel that we are not simply posing
but are really seriously in earnest.
There are, no doubt, some few men
who are narrow-minded and unjust
and who would keep down the aspira
tions of woman, but if her work bear
the stamp of genius, like truth, it will
not be downed.
HIS FIRST LOVE.
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Played to His Heart’s Content.
A grand French nobleman was once
traveling quietly through Italy, ac
companied only by his secretary.
Stopping at a village to change
dorses, they were at once surrounded
by#a troop of ragged urchins. One,
much cleaner than the others, and
fairly neat, played a violin while
the others danced.
After dispensing a few coins, the
chaise proceeded on its way. It had
gone some distance when the horses
were thrown back on their haunches.
and the driver, with an excited shout,
lashed out with his long whip.
“There’s a brigand on behind the
chaise!” he explaihed to the French
nobleman.
The "’brigand" was found to be Gio
vanni, the little lad who played upon
the violin. He begged and pleaded for
I the signor” to take him to France,
' where he might learn to be a great
j musician.
Greatly amused, the nobleman per
mitted Giovanni to accompany him,
and, when they arrived at Paris, se
cured a position for him in the kitchen
of a friend.
One day the master of the house in
vited a number of guests to a banquet
As they dined there came through
the open window the swept strains of
a violin.
j Charmed with the music, a servant
was sent tq fetch the musician. Gio
vanni was dragged before the com
pany and commanded to play.
“Who ever taught you to play, my
lad? asked a celebrated count.
"No one,” replied the boy.
The count was astonished. He ask
ed Giovanni’s master to permit him
to see that the boy received musical
instruction.
Not many years passed before Gio
vanni realized his ambition and be
came 'one of the most noted musicians
of the day.
A Game. *
Each member of the party is given
a sheet of paper and scissors. Then
the hostess announces that she would
like to have them cut from memory
the form of any kind of a dog. After
this is done, the name of the artist is
written Qn the dack. of the produc
tion, and the collection pinned face
outward on the wall. Then three
judges, not of the company, are asked
in the, room to decide upon the merits
of the dogs, and prizes are awarded
for the best or worst, as the case may
be.
Cages/brYburPets
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How They Will Look When Completed.
In the construction of good cages
for squirrels, chipmunks or white
rats, you need nothing more than a
small quantity of wire cloth, tin boxes
and wood.
Fig. 1 is a simple house to make.
Cut the baseboard 28 inches long,
15 inches wide and one inch and a
quarter thick.
Ten inches from one end saw off
strips so that the end will be six
inches in width. Eleven inches from
this end erect a square partition, ■cov
ered with tin, so that the animals
wall be unable to gnaw the wood at
the edges or around the hole that
leads to the cylinder for exercising.
Tacks may also be driven aronnd this
hole to protect it.
At the wide end of the board drive
a wicket made of Btout wire or quar- j
ter-lron wire rod. Tack the wire
cloth to the backboard and wire it to
the wicket. Along the edges of the
baseboard bore holes into which the
wires of the netting may slip at the
bottom. A door made of wire cloth
is hung on hinges, solder^] to the
galvanized cloth.
At the small end of the baseboard
attach a wedge-shaped piece of wood,
six inches broad at the bottom and
two inches broad at the top. Nail a
connecting strip from the top of this
wedge to the top of the backboard.
An exercising cage is made of
straight wires or wire cloth with
wooden or tin ends. It is supported
between the wedge-shaped upright
and the back of the cage.
Fig. 2 shows another form of squir
rel cage, which boasts at one end a
shelter made from an inverted tin
cracker ' box.—Philadelphia North
American.
GOOD MESSENGERS.
How the Pigeons Saved the Carters
from the Indians.
Bess bad two pet pigeons that used
to carry messages for her to all her
friends. She lived way out west,
in a time when there were no tele
phones, and the pigeons used to be
put to about the same use.
The Carters moved to their new
home in the spring, and it happened
that before they settled down in the
new house some Sioux who had been
removed to the Indian Territory be
came dissatisfied with their location,
broke out and started toward their
old northern home, plundering and
murdering as they went.
A report of tkis raid reached die
Carters, but too late to enable them
to seek safety in flight.
When Andrew Patchin was severe
ly wounded. Mr. Carter began to de
spair, and he sadly told his wife and
Bessie that he saw no chance to es
cape from death or capture.
“It it comes to the worst,” he said,
“you two must die rather than fall
into the hands of those fiends. There
is no hope of help, and no one of us
could pass the Indians to take a mes
sage to the fort, even if they had not
got our horses.”
“There is one that can go, pa,”
spoke up Bessie.
“What do you mean, child? Who
can go? Not Harry?”
“Not Harry, pa, but Chip or Pos
sum.”
Mr. Carter had not thought of the
pigeons, and he eagerly seized the
idea.
“Do you think that either of them
would fly to the fort?” he asked.
“Yes, sir. We were so long at the
fort, and the birds have not yet got
to think of this place as home. I am
sure they would do it.”
“Get one of them, Bess, and I will
write a message.” *
Bessie had brought her pigeons into
the house for safety, and it was easy
to secure Chip. The message was
fastened to him, and he was let loose.
After circling in the air for a minute
or so he settled upon his course, and
flew away in the direction of the
fort. , .
Another message was sent by Pos
sum, and then they waited. They had
to fight, too, as well as wait, and Mr.
Carter and Harry continued to make
their rifles crack in the hope of keep
ing the Indians away from the house
as long as possible.
Capt Morris, Mrs. Carter’s cousin,
had caught sight of Chip when the
bird flew to his old quarters at th«
fort, and he at once secured him and
found the message.
In a very short time the men were
mounted and speeding away over the
prairie, and so the Carter family
were saved by Bessie’s pigeon.—Phil
adelphia T
Chinese Football.
The first game of football I wit
nessed upon my arrival in China,”
one of our consular representatives,
at home for a visit, remarked recent
ly, “I mistook for a very serious riot,
and you wouldn’t have blamed me,
either.
"In the first place, I was not aware
that the Chinese had any such game,
but later found that it is very popu
lar in North China. It is not played
as the American game, and instead of
11 players to the side there are 50.
These northern Chinese are almost
giants, and every man on the team
will be six feet or over in height,
and weigh on an average 200 pounds.
There are no goals, side lines or
halves. The game lasts until one side
is the winner, and frequently thjs is
not accomplished before two or three
days. %
“The idea of the game is to force
a small wicker basket, which takes
the place of our ball, into the terri
tory of the other side—this territory
being one-balf of the town, and up
and down the streets the fight rages.
Each man is equipped with a whistle
with which to summon assistance
when too hard pressed.
"Stealth, as well as main force,
may be used in getting the ‘ball’
into the enemy’s country, and I
know of one clever player who did so
by passing over the roofs of the
houses. As you may imagine, 100
giants yelling and fighting in the
streets create some excitement.”—
Harper’s Weekly.
SOME DAINTY WAYS.
Here are a few pretty ways of cut
ting oranges and apples when you
are ready to serve your friends with
such refreshments.
What She Was Interested In.
Mrs. Ascum—What doe* the paper
say about the lire at Bargen ft Co.’s
big store last night?
Mr. Ascum—Oh, it tells all about
how it started and
Mrs. Ascum—Oh, silly! I mean what
does it say about bargain sales of dam
aged goods?—Philadelphia Press.
Explained at Last.
Bacon—What’s the Idea of printing
these menus in French?
Egbert—I suppose they think if yon
don’t know what yon are going to
have yen’ll enjoy It bettor.
DAVID’S
•REPENTANCE
"Againat thee, thee only, have I sinned.”
STORY BY THE “HIGHWAY
AND BYWAY” PREACHER
(Copyright, W7. «*y the author, w. 8. Edso
Scripture Authority-—2 Samuel
12:1-23.
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2 2 God is taken into account. +
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2 2 great sinner, but there is a more £
<» awful thing, and that is for the £
2 2 sinner to know no repentance. ♦
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22 God. „ 4
4> "Against thee, thee only, have £
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< > all and above all committed 4
2 2 against God. £
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4 has been committed against God 4
£ and that it is there that the £
4 soul must first come for forgive- 4
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X steps of true repentance, which £
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£ to those wronged, and reconcil- £
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|| If man is a great sinner, God 4
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|| whose "blood cleanseth from 4
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11 Divine mercy. 4
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THE STORY.
THOU art the man!” The words
rang out clear and distinct, filling
all the great audience room of the
palace. With finger pointed in the di
rection of the startled king the proph
et Nathan stood. His stem face and
tense bearing betokened the towering
moral strength of the man of God
in that trying hour.
In obedience to the command of
God he had come to bring King David
face to face with his awful sins. And
notwithstanding the possible danger
to himself as a result of his unwel
come message, yet he delayed not but
boldly entered into the presence of
the king and told his parable about
the rich man who had taken the one
little ewe lamb of his poor neighbor,
notwithstanding the rich abundance
of flocks and herds with which he
had been blessed. And the kkig had
listened with rising wrath. Perhaps
the burden of guilt in his own heart
made him the less tolerant, and as
the prophet ended his story he
thundered:
“As the Lord liveth, the man that
hath done this thing shall surely
die.”
Then it was that the prophet, draw
ing himself to his full height and
pointing his finger at the king, cried.
— - ■ - - __
with intense earnestness;
“Thou art the man!"
The king recoiled as though struck,
his face grew ashen and his form
trembled a a. though he would fall.
“The man shall surely die!”—
“Thou art the man!”
He had pronounced the judgment
upon his own head.
He graspe d the side of the throne to
steady himself, and with bowed head
and averted face he listened while
Nathan reviewed all the black record
which he had written against his
life. It was all true. He did not
seek to deny it or palliate his con
duct. He had kept these things hid
den in his heart during all these
months. He had thought that his
secret was safe with the few confi
dential friends; and he had per
suaded hitnsolf that it was a closed in
cident. But he had not reckoned
God into the account, and lo and be
hold the awful record of sin which
he had been trying to forget was sua
denly spread before him.
He sank into his chair and buried
his face in his hands . How long
he sat thus he knew not, but when he
looked up the prophet had gone, and
he found himself alone.
Alone! No not alone, for where
there is sinful heart willing to hear
the accusing voice of God, there is
God present to deal in love and
mercy with that soul. And there God
was that day. Not as king but an
guilty sinner did David meet God
Stripped of kingly robes and posi
tion of state, separated from his
riches and power he stood a naked
soul before the searching eye of God.
Ah, how black now did his sin ap
pear unto him. Ah, who would have
thought that the first misstep into
the pleasures of sin could have
plunged him so low?
Was it possible that this was David
who had professed so much before his
people? Was this the David who
only yesterday had carried out his
formal obligations before the Lord in
the sight of all the people? Was this
the David who had established the
ark in its place in the tabernacle in
Jerusalem, and had then been filled
with the ambition to build a temple
for the Lord?
Upon the ground before his throne
he threw himself in his anguish of
soul.
“Have mercy upon me. O God.”
was all he could cry.
Was there forgiveness enough in
heaven to compass the enormity of
his sin?
How dark the way seemed? Would
God answer?
Dare he throw himself utterly upon
God and his mercy? He had stolen
another man’s wife, and then to cover
up his sin he had killed that man.
He was worthy of death. Dare he
let God do with him as justice de
manded? Many a man in the king
dom had been judged worthy of death
and been killed who had not done as
wickedly as he. Why should he ask
or expect any less sentence? Yea. and
had he not pronounced sentence upon
himself when in answer to the proph
et Nathan's story he had said: “The
man that hath done this thing shall
surely die.”
So the struggle went on in the heart
of David as the succession of barriers
of the will were broken down and
true repentance brought him to the
point where he was willing to cast
himself utterly upon the mercy and
justice of God.
True repentance never seeks to
make conditions. It seeks not to ex
cuse of palliate the sin. And at last
when David had given up utterly and
was willing if need be to pay the
penalty with his life for IHs wrong
doing, he found peace.
- It was in this attitude of heart
which the prophet Nathan found him
late that same afternoon.
"I have sinned against the Lord,”
David cried in broken voice. “Let that
be done unto me which is pleasing
in the sight of the Lord.
And the prophet Nathan came and
laid his hand upon the head of David,
and said:
“The Lord hath put away thy sin.
Thou shalt not die.”
“The Lord hath put away MY sin,”
repeated David softly to himself. How
sweet the words sounded. “According
to the multitude of the tender mer
cies thou hast blotted out my trans
gressions,” he continued to himself.
How blessed it was to feel that
burden of guilt taken away, What
awful months those had been during
which he had kept the sin hidden in
bis heart and had remained unrepent
ant before God. And now how won
derful it was to feel that he had
been brought back to God and that
the old fellowship had been restored.
And then came the yearning for a
nearer walk with God and a share in
bis service, and he prayed:
“Create in me a clean heart, O
God; and renew a right spirit within
me. Restore unto me the joy of thj
salvation; and uphold me by thy
free spirit. Then will I teach trans
gressors thy ways; and sinners shall
be converted unto thee.”
When a girl screams when the light
goes out it shows either that she has
i guilty conscience or wants to
have.
CHILD LABOR IN ENGLAND.
Thirty Thousand London Children
Are Wage Earners on Half-Time.
In London there are 747,000 school
children, 480,000 of them over seven
years of age, and of those 30,800 are
half-time wage earners, according to
the Craftsman. About half of th^m
spend during each week 27 hours in
school and more than 20 hours in
work. In one district such children
work, from 14 to 50 hours a week and
are paid at the rate of one and two
cents an hour. In small laundries
the helpers are employed for two
or three nights a week until ten
o’clock, and all day Saturdays, work
ing in a steam-laden atmosphere and
amid surroundings that are distinctly
undesirable.
Lather boys in barber shops have
hours that are much too long, never
less than 40 a week. They are usu
ally busy from five to ten every even
ing, all day and onto midnight Satur
day, and Sunday from eight to nine in
the morning and from one to two In
the afternoon. Grocers’ boys aver
age 20 hours a week for wages equal
to 75 cents to one dollar a week,
when money is paid, but it is the
custojm of the trade to give food In
payment.
Messenger boys and girls employ
ed by milliners, dressmakers and In
small shops oftentimes worV from 50
to 59 hours a week. Half-timers who
are undertakers’ boys are engaged in
the cheerful business of measuring
corpses for a shilling a week.
Women Laborers.
In German Southwest Africa many
native women work in the mines, and
are especially useful carrying fire
wood and other loads. The labor of
the women may be purchased very
cheap, and they work better than the
native men. The laws of England pro
hibit the working of women in the
mines beneath the surface, but until
(recently they were often engaged in
carrying and doing other work on the
surface of the mines.
Connecticut of Indian Origin.
Connecticut to an Indian name. It
waa originally Quonecktacut, meaning
• river sf pines.
AIDS TO BEAUTY
PRACTICAL LITTLE HINTS FOR
THE WOMAN WHO CARES.
Perspiration Helps to Keep the Skin
Clear—How to Cure a Dry
Skin — To Remove
Blackheads.
Keep Skin Clear — Perspiration
opens the pores lavishly, and hence
is a prime beautifier. Damp air and
fog are kindly to the complexion and
are held to be largely responsible foi
the fresh piquancy of the young
English girls' complexion. The fog
seems to He close against the cheeks,
soft and luscious, like kisses from vel
vety lips. You will And that every one.
be It man, woman, or child, who
brinks quantities of water will have a
dear and soft skin, as pink and white
is a baby’s. Water, if drunk in great
quantities, will cause pe inspiration,
which clears out the pores and makes
them healthy. It also bleaches the
skin. It prevents the skin from becom
ing hard, dry and close, and is thus
indirectly a nreventive of wrinkles
The stout woman* need not fear o
drink water because she thinks it will
increase her weight, for it will not un
less, of course, she drinks it with her
meals. It is a mystery why women do
not drink more water, for every doc
tor will advise his woman patients to
drink lots of water. It is such a s’Wh
pie remedy and is so much easier to
take than medicines. Still, It is almost
impossible to make many women be
lieve that they will derive benefit
from anything but medicine.
To Remove Blackheads—Blackheads
are the result of the skin failing to
throw off all its impurities. The per
fectly cleansed face has no black
heads. Many who are afflicted with
blackheads deny this, as every one
likes to think they are clean, but few
of us know how to cleanse our faces
properly and thoroughly. Not enough
can be said about the nightly scrub
with the flesh brush and soap and
about the morning wash. Wash the
face every night, even if you are so
sleepy and tired that nothing matters,
so long as you get to bed. If the habit
is formed, the task will soon become
a mechanical one and will be part of
the duty of undressing. There is no
hope for the girl who is too indolent
to do this. She must accept her lot
and the blackheads with it.
Different skins need different treat
ments, but one knows no end of
women who gayly go to the nearest
drug store and buy a cold cream, sim
ply because some of her Triends have
recommended it. Probably her friend
has a dry skin, while she has an oily
one, but that does not make any dif
fnrence; it’s a good cream, so she
uses it.
Eat Oil for Dry Skin—Women who
suffer from a dry skin will be wonder
fully benefited if they will take a
tablespoonful of olive oil after each
meal. Benzoin, which is far too as
tringent for many complexions, is ex
cellent for a dry skin. Bran bags will
have a wonderful effect upon the too
dry skin. To make some fine meal for .
bran bags at home, mix four pounds
of fine oatmeal and two quarts of
clean bran together and also one aqd
a half pounds of powdered orris root,
one and a half pounds of almond meal,
and one-half pound of white castile
soap ground up. Three ounces of
sachet powder of any kind to suit
one’s taste may also be added.
These are simple luxuries and tbey^
make the skin exquisitely soft and
fresh. They are used exactly like soap
and make a soft and fluffy lather.
The bags must be stuffed so lightly
that they may be rubbed over the
face just like a wash cloth. Each bag
may be used three times. After each
using it should be thoroughly dried in
the sun. It is best to make a large
quantity of the meal and put it away
in* closed jars, only filling five or six
bags at a time. The bags should be
made of soft cheese cloth.
The almond meal Is made as fol
lows: Powdered orris root, four
ounces; wheat flour, four ounces; cas
tile soap, finely powdered, one ounce;
pure borax, one ounce, oil of bitter al
monds, ten drops; oil of bergamont,
two drams; tincture of musk, one
dram. Put into a bottle or jar having
a perforated top and shake well so as
to mix the ingredients. When ready
for use first wet the hands and then
shake a quantity of the meat through
the shaker top of the jar. Rub the
hands together and also over the face,
and a delicious lather will form.
Don’t Have Rough Hands—Wash
your hands in sugar water; dry them
with corn meal, night and morning.
.1. B. GILL. ,
A Remodeling Hint.
When buying new goods for an old
dress, considerable care must be exer
cised to select something that will
make the old goods look better instead
of worse.
It is better to have the new ma
terial of a different texture. For in
stance, new velvet will look better
with old silk; black, that lias been
worn some time will k look belter if
made over with some other color.
If it is desirable to have the dress
all black, buy the same color black
and change the texture. HIsck chif
fon makes a worn cloth lifeless, while
other materials will give it a fresh
look.
The bodice linings are often perfect
ly good while outside is worn out,
needing, perhaps just a cleaning
about neck and waist, and some new
bones and casings.
Long Distance Ballooning Record*.
Many notable trips have been made
in balloons. In 1849 Mr. Wise started
from St Louis- and came down in
Henderson county, N. Y., having made
about eight hundred miles. This stood
as the world’s long distance record
until the Paris exposition of 1900.
when the Count de la Vaulx sailed
over into Russia. His distance was
about twelve hundred miles, and he
was in the air more than thirty-six
hours. The present record for time
was established by two German aero
nauts last spring. They succeeded in