Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, September 01, 1889, Part III, Page 20, Image 20
THE OMAHA. DAILY BEE : SUNDAY , 'SEPTEMBER 1 , 1889.-TWENTY-FOUR PAGES , I . * > FOR FALL , and WINTER BUSINESS J'4 ' . v. Ov * * " , . . , . i4 % The First Two Weeks of September , " * T" fA " ! * " * = THE TWO ORPHANS = Have originated the plan tostart the season's trade by placing early in the hands of the cons umera line of our own Winter Suits and Overcoats. \ In order to do this , we-will sell , during the first two weeks in September , 1 Winter goods at summer prices. Nothing like it has ever been tried , and none ever offered in the city for an early offering on the 1st of September. I'it * 'itk Winter Goods at Summer Prices Our aim will be to place on the consumer the first garments of the season. Having in our mind a view for the Jater trade , and by doing this we expect to have our-goods noticed enough by the time the season actually develops that every person will actually find need for Winter Goods. Ours' ' will be advertised before the people sufficiently to warrant our fine clothing to be the " ' ' MOST POPULAR LINE OF GOODS EVER OFFERED IN THE CITY. . THE TWO YANKEE ORPHANS Make a business of making bargains. Inspect us , critcise our prices , and , know and secure for yourself one of the * * 1 ll / MIGHTY OFFERINGS OF SUMMERWINTER GOODS AT SUMMER PRICES. p CORNER DOUGLAS AND SIXTEENTH STREETS. I THE JOYS OF A GYPSY LIFE. Why Tents are Preferable to Box- Iiiko Houses. s TRUE CHILDREN OF NATURE. A Queenly Old [ Lady TnlUs About the Nomadic .Ways of Her People and the Countries She Ilaa Visited. The Dark DwellcrH In Tonts. Down on the river bottoms , at the foot of Grace street , Is an encampment of gypsies. They are so totally uuliko Che gypsies wo read of that they deserve especial notice. There are no dark , vil lainous-looking brigands with rod cashes , stuck full of knives , who mutter "Car-r-r-umba" "Maledicto" - - - or as you k approach ; neither nro there any ugly old crones who want their "palms crossed with silver" us nn inducement lor them to poor Into the mysteries of the future in your behalf ; no troop of noisy , nigged children dog your foot steps and seek to pilfer your handkai'- chief from your coattail'pocket whuo you vainly try to keep a puck of noisy curs away from your hools. On the contrary , the men , re sembling the gypsoy of fiction only In one respect , being dark from exposure to the weather are affa ble , good natured follows who are ulwnys glad to greet a visitor , especially if he has a horse to trade. The women nro all good looking and , with the ex ception of a trace of gypsy about the face , resemble in other particulars the Bisters , sweethearts and wives of ordl- naro humanity. The children , and there are several , are just us bright , bonnlo little ( lowers as are the cherubs' Wo caress at home. The dogs well there 1 ? but one dog a big , bouncing old collie who wags his tail in a very friendly manner and puts his nose in your hand , as much ns to say , "How do V * you do , sir , I am a Gypsy dog. " 1-f And strange to relate , all these poo- vlo uro clean , The men do not dross in broadcloth , of course , and the women are not clothed in satin with point lace trimmings , neither are the children ' qlad'in yolvot.but the course jeans pants and gingham dresses will compare favor ably with the garments worn by what is known aa the middle class of life. The tents , for these'gypsies dwell in tents , are models of neatness Inside. The shootHon the low cctsuro as white as those found on the luxurious couoh of the riph , nd everything boars evidence of the fact that this camp of gypsies bo- llovo that olounlluoss is uoxt to Godli ness. There nro throe families in this en campment. The oldest family bear the name of Fisher. Tuoro are but two members'tho old man and hia wifewho have roamed together overall the world for thirty-three long years. The man ia a lino-looking specimen of his class , tall ) broad-shouldered , with hair that oncu was bluok as coal , hut is now tinged with silver. And while Ills life Jrom the days when his gyjisy mother lulled him to Bleep in the cradle of na ture , has been spent In roving from place to place , he has acquired a knowl edge of the usages of what , the world of fashion sees lit to call society , which would tit him for almost any station , lie IB not a man of letters , although he can discuss theology and has bean heard to take exception to th Da/- winian theory of evolution. But his experience , what a book it would make ? What a story he could write under the title of "A Tale of a Thousand CitiesV" His wife , too , is growing old. The curls that once rivalled the ebony hue of the raven's wing , like the clustering locks on the husband's head , boar the indelible marks of the pencil of time , which has traced silver lines through its glossy wealth. And in the days of her early womanhood what a creature she must have been. Hebol psliaw , Hebo never rivalled this woman , who , while noarine the last span of life's bridge retains so much. of tho.beauty and grace Jtnat only properly belong to maidens. % Sbo , like 'h'er husband , possesses a wonderful knowledge of the affairs of life , and while not an academic gradu ate , can distinguish the Grout Bear from the constellation of Orion , and can explain the dimensions of the doc- star as compared with the planet which furnishes the earth's inhabitants with light and heat. . . reporter visited the camp a foiv days ago and engaged her in conversa tion. It is indeed a wonderful life the gypsy lends. "I was born in a wagon in England , " she remarked. "Wo are English gypsies , and , " with a smile , "aro somewhat unlike the gypsies wo read of. My parents were gypsies , us wore my husband's. Our children are gypsies , and I expect always will bo , as will their children. "We have traveled all over England , Ireland , Scotland and' Wales , and no one knows those countries bettor than wo. Wo also sport some time in Franco and Germany , and have been m Italy and Spain. That woman ever there , " indicating a comely fe male fondling a bright little girl , "is a Spaniard , I suppose , because shewas born in Barcelona. In Amer ica wo spent some time in Canada and Mexico , but the greater portion of the time wo have been in the United States , It is a much bettor country than any for us. "How do wo make a living' ? Oh the men trade horses and wagons , and work at odd jobs , while wo of the female BOX are quite handy with our noodles. All of us make lace and , as for myself , I can justly lay claim to the distinction of being an artist in that line. Some of my intricate patterns have brought mo very high prices. You may not believe it , but Miss Nellie Grant , the daughter of your dead prosiaont , once bought luce of mo. Our men folks are good , sharp traders , and seldom make u deal without getting some boot money. Wo got along nicely because , as you will notice , it docs not cost us ns much to live as ether people. Wo uro nuturo's children. Nature is God. A poet once wrote that the groves were God's llrst temples , and wo , His children , occupy them. " "When and how was I married ? Oh , it was In Juno , 1850. That is thirty- . three yours ngo. There were six fural- lies of us traveling together. We were married in Birmingham , England , by Dean Brownlie , of the Episcopal church. My wedding gown ? Well it wus very unlike that of the rincoss who recently wedded the earl of Fifn. It was a now one though and of gingham. My mother told me I looked very pretty and my husband said substantially as much. " "What changes have taken place since that day ? My mother IB dead and lies in a bright little volley in the land of the trl-color. My father , who , after she passed rway , came with us to Amor- ca , sloops beneath the sod on a green hillBldo in upper Canada. Two of iny children have died since wo came to America , One is buried in Georgia , while the ether awaits the judgment day in a little burying ground in Min nesota. Only a week ago one of my little grandchildren died and was laid away at Florence , north of the city. I expect that when I and my husband bid ouch other farewell our graves will bo far apart. But nevertheless wo are happy. Wo love the life we lead and ask no better. We could not settle down in ono spot and bo content. The world is ours and we roam ever it. In summer wo go north and in winter south. We have our hardships and our joys and while , sometimes , the former are-numerous and the latter few , wo do not complain. And , although wo become scattered hero on earth wo know that some day we will bo united in a land where there is no separation. It is strange that people fail to under stand our choice In life with such bright prospects , isn't it ? " A Study of Women's Foot. An amateur photographer recently exhibited to a Brunswick ( Ga. ) Times reporter a series of twenty-six phojo- graphs taken by him on St. Simon's island during encampment week in Juno last. Most of them showed the counterfeit presentments of surf-bath- bathers on the beach In front of the Hotel St. Simon's. A peculiarity about them was that in every case except ono the upper part of the figure wus blurred beyond recognition , while the foot stood out in startling proportions. By way of explanation , the photographer said : "I was a green hand with the camera , and somehow or ether I couldn't make the thing work so as to take a perfect picture. But just look at these foot ! They are largo , but their outlines are perfect. Since the photographs have boon in my possession I have boon mak ing a study of feet. For instance , look hero. You see this is a naked foot. It belongs to a young lady whoso homo Is in Atlanta. Those little bumps on the toes are corns. If you'll examine closely you'll observe that there are seventeen of them. Don't you know the young lady preferred sitting down to standing up ? Those corns were made by tight shoes. The unfortunate owner ol the feet be longs to that very largo class of women who , when they buy SIOOB ) fit their head instead of their foot. " The reporter picked up a photograph which showed a pair of feet in slippers. "Whoso are these ? " ho asked. "They belong to a Madison girl , " was the reply , "Your never saw foot more perfect. By the way , I want to call your attention to a discovery I've made. These are the foot of a blomlo. You will never see a blonde whoso foot nro ugly. They maybe largo , but they will bo shapely. There'a ouo small corn down there on that little toe , but it servos the same purpose a piece of black stick ing-plaster serves on u white face it brings out all latent beauties. The owner of these feet was ono of the most popjlar belles ut the Hotel St. Simon's. She completely captured the hearts of the Columbus guards , and , I am told , will become the wife of a member of that company in the fall. " Among the photographs wus one which displayed an extremely hand some figure- and foot just as perfect BH Juno's. The reporter was euro that he had in his hand the picture of a charm ing Atlanta belle , or ono of Macon , or ono of Brunswick. ) "Who is this ? " he inquired. "Well , that might bo Queen Victor- la's youngest and handsomest granddaughter " the "but It ' . daughter , was reply , Isn't. That is a nurse who was at the Hotel St. Simon's with a prominent Atlanta family" A MOUNTAIN PIE FACTORY The Man at "The Forks" Does Boat thb World. ' BEAUTY OF THE MOUNTAINS. It ia Seen Nowhere to Greater Ad vantage Than in the Rockies Aronnd Denver Specimen Hunters Victimized. Tney Have Cause to bn Proud. DKNVHB , August 23. [ Special to THE BKE. ] Donveritos arc naturally proud. They have a right to fool so , for they have many glorious things to bo proud of. They especially boast of their cli mate , as though it had boon in nil o es pecially for thorn. They have boon talking ns though they had a trust in fair weather predictions. Their pride ever the weather has had a fall , several of them , falls of rain , which caused the despondent mud to swash ever even the rock-boddod streets of Donvor. "No , no , wo have no need of paving in Don vor. The streets are made of the solid rook itself , and wo are all right. " That has boon the talk , but u good deal of dirt can accumulate on the too of rock , and heavy raina will make mud of it , causing pedestrians to wade and swoar. So this season has proven to the entire dissatisfaction of a good many. The merchants who have never had any oc casion to keep stocks of rubbers and gossamers , have boon distracted ever this season's demand. The local pe- dostnans , who for the ( last tlmo in years have attempted to move rubber clad foot , do so as awkwardly as if learn ing anew to walk. It has boon a queer season for Donvor. Denver has also boon proud of Its cable lino's , whch } are being extended in all directions. Like the weather it 1ms been a ius cuuso of pride. The rain came , though , and it nadly dam pened the enthusiasm. The power house was llootlpd , the rain buried the tracks in plucoa out of sightand , oliohcd the groove of thq grip. The announce ment that tliQjcnpla care had quit run ning on account ) qf too much wet weath er , was u sensational one to sunshiny Donvor. Foclufiatoly Denver enter prise was not qrownoa out , and soon the grip was doing , its work. During the oura of stoppage there was ii'iturally to bo heard much talk about cable left's , oloctrio lines , horse 'cars , etc. It was wonderful how often n remark coujd | bo heard sounding the praieo of tba'plectrlo line between Council Blufls'upd Omaha. In all dis- cusHlou of the miittor of transit there is liable to pop up some enthusiast , who taking it for granted that the othora in the group are ignorant of the fact , pro ceeds to discourse glibly as to the won ders of the oloctrio line across the Mis souri. Denver hud an oloctrio line , but it tore it out last year , the system networking working satisfactorily. The system had irti underground wire inbtcad ot overhead , and was in other rospoots dif ferent from the Omaha and Bluffs linos. Iti the street corner and street car talk 0:1 : this topic , it is evident that the electric line ia doing its full shuro to ad vertise the two cities which it connects. Denver is the huh for the Colorado tourists , One can BOO great cities in the east without coming west to look on flue buildings and busy streets. But ' " cannot see tuo grand mountains of Colorado , or any thing like them , in any other part of the world. So the tourist rushes for Denver , and instead of stopping there , rushes out again for the mountains , which are ever in sight of the city , coaxing him to leave the marts of men and enter their wonderful solitudes. From Den ver the tourist can run out on a'do on different spokoa , each affording a de- lightful.slght-seoing trip , and each en tirely , different from any other one. Then when the different spones are traversed one may take the trip "around the circle , " a distance of 1,000 miles , embracing all the best _ Colorado scen ery. This , the crowning trip , can bo made in four days , but it is better to devote thirty to it , and oven then all the wonders will not have boon fully soon. Of course the tourist will be uneasy until ho finds himself whirling up the Silver Crook canyon , which is one of the grandest of the Alpine tours of the Union Pacific. There is a constant rush up this canyon and back , and yet the traveling public does not scorn to bo satiated , and the numbers increase rather than diminish. Everyone .who takes this wonderful ride wants to tiuco it again and have his friends go along. For a short distance after leaving Denver vor there is little to distinguish the train load from any other along a hum-drum line , but us soon as the foot-hills are en tered , and strangers begin to chat a little with each ether , by the time Golden is reached , and the weird won ders of the canyon fairly open , and the whole train load become pretty well ac quainted. After passing ever one won derful loop , the passengers get off the tram at Graymontos old friends. Col orado courtesy gives the privilege to each to ask the other whore he is from , whore ho is going , and what ho is look ing for. But eyon this courtesy , pecul iar to Colorado , is enlarged and liberal ized by a di/.zy ride together through this Bconio canvon. It is useless to throw adjectives to gether. When you are through piling up words , the great rocks arc still above them , ana you have to close all perora tions with the stale "indescribable. " Clear Crook canyon does not seem a very appropriate title to ouo entering it and noticing the murky , Missouri river appearance of the stream which pours ever the rocks. It was clour once , and is yet if you follow it far enough. The clearer it is the duller is business. Its murkiness is duo to the mining up and down the canyon , The more mining , the more murkiness , for the washings are in this creek. At present there is a revival of mining in terests. Placer mining is noticed thin year oven below Golden whore no such sight lias boon presented for yours. Now methods have boon devised , by which a larger per cent of the gold is saved , and hence it pays to work now at places abandoned long ago , when meth ods worn nioro crude , and the per cent of gold lost in washing was so much greater. The whole puiiyon is teeming this your with unusual activity. The great mountains seemed pierced in places which from the train seem inac cessible to anything hut a mountain goat. Many are BO nigh that they look like rat holes , and as you note the little cabin near by , you wonder how in the world it can bo ranched except by bal loon. loon.Tho tram roaches "Tho Forks. " While another train is beinrr made up to run off to Bluck Hawk , there is a rush for pie. An enterprising follow located hero lias made almost a na tional reputation on apple pie. Every well informed tourist is anxious to taste one of those pies , which uro so highly recommended by preceding travelers. Forty cents is invested willingly In the oxporltaont , and in nine out of tea cases the verdict is ' 'the best apple pie I over lasted. " How much of the success of the forty cent pie experiment is duo to the appetizing inlluenco of the climate , and the exhilaration of the ride , and how much to the pie will over remain an unsettled problem. Onofaot is discovered , and that ia the famous tipple pie of "Tho Forks , " is , not an ap ple after all , but is mixed. Enough of the * peach is introduced to give it a peculiar flavor , and this may in part bo the secret of the phenomenal success of the pie factory of the mountains. Another whirl amid rocks and back wards and forwards across the creek , brings ouo to Idaho springs. Hero for the llrst time the real rush of "speci men fiends" appears. Bare footed lads and rosy cheeked lassies swarm about 'the train , and over it and through it. Each has a cigar box full of broken rock. Wonderful specimens , indeed , so they seem to the novitiate and tenderfeet - dorfoot fresh from his pruirio homo , where there are not enougli pebbles to oven drive away strange dosfs. You are tempted to- buy a box of these minerals , and a quarter or a half dollar lar sends a fiend away happy , and leaves you in possession of a box. Before you have boon a half day longer in this wonderland of mineral wealth you will have thrown away box and all. You noticed when you bought the specimens that the man across the aisle turned his face away to conceal a smile. You understand it now. Those lads and lassies scoop up a handful of those stones anywhere , throw tliom into a box , and then bait their victims. As soon as yo.i leave the' train and begin scrambling over the rocks and moun tains , you llnd so many and much more attractive ones scattered everywhere that your only wonder is that the man across the aisle did not roar outright. But you are not thoroughly cured yet. There are so nfany glittering , brigfitly colored , queerly formed bits of rock that you begin Iff gather up a collection of your own. Every scramble you take , every little trip you make , you will bo tempted to uii'k up all you can well carry. After tugging th jra to your room , you deposit them , i.nil the next climb you tike you add to the ac cumulation. By the time you uro ready to pack your luggngo and start for the next point of ojourn , you have tired of the whole pile , and leave them fortho chambermaid to dispose of. At thn hotels throughout the canyon you can always toll when a room nas boon va- catou. You will see the chambermaid throwing stones out of the window. A shower of rock from overhead is a sure announcement to you , as you sit on the veranda below , that tourists have va cated their apartments. Each well regulated hotel has a vacant lot ad jacent to it. for the hpecliil deposit of these specimens , which please the gath'jror for a moment and are then discarded , This lieklonoas is doubtless a wise provision of nature , to prevent the mountains being carried away en tirely. AVomnn'H J-Jyoa , By most pouts and dreamers , artists and philosophers , it Is agreed that woman's eyes constitute her chief and most enduring charm , says a writer in the Troy .Times. Time may make ashes of the tint of her cheeks and de press their youthful roundness , coarsen her mouth and elongate her oh In ; pain and sickness , too , may rob her form of all its graceful curves , deprive her voice of its once clear ring , and steal from her hands tbut maidenly velvet ; but not until she is old , bowed down and decrepit do her oyps lose their power to spurklo with her mirth , brighten with her joy and soften with her griof. From her cradle to her grave they betray more of her actual fa than her spoken words , and they also manifest most onphatically such remonstrance - monstrance as she could make forcible by no other moans. A woman's eyes are the boat of all In dexes to her character , for by their agency she can seldom palm off impu dent boldness for courage , or tricky simulation for modesty. To the base woman her eyes arc her worst onomlos , just as to a pure woman they are her best friends. The one they hinder in her work of subterfuges , while the ether they justify in her honest up rightness. Mere words , however franKly - ly spoken , cannot cover tho'smutch on a stained woman's soul , which her eyes must needs disclose , any moro than baseless slander can shame down the fearless frankness with which nuturo lights up the eyes of the untainted. Sweet though the words always are , a woman's first whispered "I love you. ! " does not convoy BO subtle a meaning to the youth of her choice as does the accompanying glow in her eyes. Woman's anger , so long as she can keep the tears back , if she has any character to speak of , is made all-ira- prossivo by the power of her eyes. But lot rage so overmaster her that weeping - ing comes , "drowning out the swaying potency of her eyes , " and the other wise extraordinary mugnifioonco of woman's wrath degenerates into some thing mirth-provoking and grotesque. When Royalty I > HMCPH. At state balls , bo it known , saye a London letter to the San Francisco Argonaut , there uro no dunce pro grammes , and so far us the royalties nro concerned , no introductions. Before each dance the princes and princesses confer together within the royal circle just in front of the dias. They are choosing their partners. When their BoleotioiiB are made and bo suro-many a joke and laugh among themselves ac companies the labor of making aohoico the lord chamborlnin immediately bears the messugo thereof to the thus distinguished person. The ohoson partners , breaking all ether engage ments , Hie up together to the royal circle ( if not already within it ) and , if men , approach the princesses and wait till the august Indies come forward and claim them ; if ladies , the nrlncod come down to moot them and take possession of them. The royalties dnnco a good deal with each other , and in the square dances , which at state duncos'nro very consider ably shortened , the princess of Wulo < never walka backward. I dare say when this is known it will at once bucomo a rule in the various "Four Hundreds" of American society. A Woman Cut. The "Woman Cut" La Fommo-ohat who has just escaped from the Sal- potiero hospital , forms u. frequent toplu of sensational talk and conjecture just now , bays u Paris letter to the London News : Jit uppours that last week a good-looking and apparently healthy girl of fifteen was taken to the hospital by her friends. She waa examined by Dr. Parinaud.and while ho was looking nt her eyes she suddenly wont on ull fours , her features become iliolortod , her eyes glared and , imitating the mowing of u oat , ado ondoiwprcd U > blto the porrioiirt who were utunding near her. After having acted for several moments in this manner the patient be gun to lick her bands , and then gradu ally returned to her BOIIBOS. When under examination by Dr. Charcot the girl hud another attack of the malady , which is called gulounthropiu hyfltorl- quu , and she bit the eminent surgeon severely in the log. Dr. Churcot hud hoped of curing the patient , but elio suddenly disappeared from the Salpu- triero , and ia wandering at lurg through Purist ,