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About The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903 | View Entire Issue (April 25, 1896)
$jgggvfi jQtk&V?m&&Ggl$' " V "-yfe--';."s-0"1" " s-v" --v . r--'');5: ,r t " - TH COURIER. i rr. I? W aF- Si HE - j? . Re. "T-i- r ,- . JS - r E EN" & V- t rss . br-v' :-TvN 'r i MISS PENELOPE, OMAHA 1 I BNvNWMMMHHMWNMWMNHNNNNtt .MMM My Dear Eleanor: "You compliment me, or mean to do bo, by saying I am the most thorough business woman you know. Why is it, I wonder, J am so many 'things I do not care to be? A business woman, when I like the cling ing ones, when I love the frou-frou of silk, and my soul is moved, not by an ac count book.but by the fainting perfume of a lace and bon-bon life. This is an extract from a letter I have recently received, and I sighed a little as I laid it down, it is the same cry which has welled up since time was, against the inevitable. As a sweeping classification, women are divided into two classes, the woman who must work and meet life active!, and the woman who has nothing to do and receives life passively. Nature does not make the distinction, but 'the accident of cir cumstance. Many a woman who bends day after day over her desk because she must, has a soul far more keenly alive to the graces ot life than her more favored sister. When one does over and over the same things it is obligatory to do, ennui may be the result; when one does over and over the things he does not have to do, the same weariness may be engendered, with this difference, ennui which stretches itself on silken cushions, finds no excuse. In the other case it muBt earn the rest which is for ever the reward of well meant action. I shall tell my friend not to write this way to me again for it makes me a trifle sad and I have no use for sadness in my line of business. - Talking about giving ice to people, you should have seen ub, dealing it out in large lots to the public last Satur- castor oil." "Oh," blankly returned the dainty maiden, to whom any flavor more common than strawberry or blood orange was foreign. "Well, 1 don't know that we are serving that, but I guess the man wjll attend you." Fortunately the man was not so easily phased, and furnished the oil. It was really rather amusing to see the women with their seal-skin at this stage ot the gasM.it was really no mesas, but because Captain Heyle too bad to find M. and J. in the soup, is quite well known in Omaha. He Oh! we are prolific in ideas here, but it took in the Rifle Range festivities sev- does not relieve our financial embarrass- eral times, plucked a few blossoms off ment, can't raise a cent on ideas, at the our young affections and then presented three-ball man's. The French cIud gave his gokl laeed person to Miss Kilgore! a very pleasant afternoon at Mr. John Oh, well we are used to it; we are not Monell's on Monday. Miss Emily Wakely, who is an exceptionally good French rcholar, bus translated a play from English to French, and she and Dr. DePecher presented it on that occa- or domestic, sion. It was very cleverly done. Mrs. There's blood in the moon. The Edward Peck and her daughter gave a edjtress of the Woman's Weekly ard the sacquesand fur boas on. coming in and Uttle play and Mrs. Weasel. M,,g; it was 3T At last jKr75E demand for sweet charity's sake, that all enjoyable, but I found my specialty to have the best of nmntina Th., very successful with foreign imports tions, in fact some of us are not partic ularly successful in capturing a naughty, naughty man," eithor foreign you give them the least chilling thing on tap. "An egg flip, perhaps Madam," vouchsafed the gentlemanly mixer? "Yes, I guess so," replied one lively matron,"unlessyou could manage a fried egg." I have not found out how much they made, but will let you know if you are interested. I do know that Dick Berlin in bis usual generous style, dropped in a whole lot of nickles, ot which the omniverouB newsboy reaped the benefit. Did you ever hear that we narrowly escaped a completed Ecclesiastical Romance here? No? well we did, and like all such romances which are worth printers ink, it ended badly. What is it to us, if John Smith courts Mary Jones wins and weds her, and eats her salt rising bread to the end of her life? Nothing, absolutely nothing; the ele ments which concern us are lacking, but should be fail to win her, shoot himself, or stick a knife into hiB success ful rival, it becomes emphatically our very particular business. In this case it opened with proper scenic effects. The principal was Rev. Paul Matthews, a shepherd over a missionary flack here, but most interesting he was a son of the late Justice Matthews. We were in- day. Mr. Kubn, one of our druggists, dined to allow him to work out his announced.to his patrons and to every destiny, until we learned that his eyes body generally last week, that the grand had wandered frcm the litany, in a fatal opening day of his Onyx Soda Water moment, and a Daughter of Heth had Fountain, would be presided over by ensnared him. Surplice and stole, beard society ladies, for the benefit of the less face and rosary, but after al I a mam Presbyterian bospital.The invitation was and what is it distracts the average made irresistible by the addition of this man, be he priest, saint or sinner? A classic gem of "poetry." fluff of golden hair.round pink tinted "April days are hot and growing hotter, face, blue eyes and baby stare, and all Come to Kuhn's for your soda water; the so forth and so forth which conati April days are fair, but April days are- tutes tha up-to-date society girl. You fickle, Be sure and come, and don't forget ypur nickle. As the boys Bay, it was "no lie" about them being fickle. Saturday dawned clear, but with an icy, jeering sort of a smile, which seemed to say, what's the matter with soup and hot bricks? The ladies were brave, however, and donned light shirt waists and appeared at the cashier's desk, and behind the counter at an early hour. Promptly at ten o clock, Mrs. Richard Carrier and know a minister's wooing speed? He is impressed with the brevity of life and he does not dally long over the garden gate, so the engagement was announced. It brought the usual congratulations in its trail, and suited every one well enough, except some members of the young man's family. I don't know what their objection was, but it won; suddenly there was no engagement, no man, no maiden. She went south, and he, I guess, went home to mamma. Now Woman'B Weekly says: "Mr. Chase grasps an idea if he is furnished time and tne idea. This is awrul. awrul! Mary better be careful, first thing he knot's Clementina won't let him play in her yard, or hollow down her rain barrel, and Mary will have to take his little woolly sheep and go home. Frank Lea Short's dramatic school gives its second "at home" Monday night at Creighton hall. What do you say a good time to stay at home? Eleanor, that's plain mean, they act up awful niceJ I am going and will tell you about it. Let me make you a political predic tion. Wm. B. Allison will be our next president of the United States. So drop your idols and get into the band wagon while there is yet time. McKinley seems to have the lead just now, but like a fast horse, be starts off too fly to stay. Reed is not in it, nor is Morton. Harrison's new wife has switched him off the track, because she could not go to Washing ton and play the first lady in the land with any degree of popularity. Old scandals, like Banquo's ghost, will not down. Allison is second choice ot nearly everybody therein is his great strength. Please accept the button I enclose. Do you know I think those lawn dresses lined with a contrast ing color, are perfectly lovely Blanche McKenna is making one, a dark bluei lawn lined with red, which s perfectly sweet. Blanche has such lots of taste; she advised me to have a yellow one, lined with lavender, but I am afraid she was guying me, because you know I am so dark "complected." Mr.Burgess.man ager of the Creighton, has been east up and call us blessed but they fre- lookiDK UP attractions, and prospecting quently rise up and give us away. Ior aBunin-er garuen nere. i aon iKnow Mrs. L. M.Bennett leaves shortly for the outcome, but if anybody can succeed Utica, N. Y., for a visit to her people. he can- he ta tne m09t enterprising and JudeeWakelev and Robert Patrick have delightful manager any theatre east or gone to New York, supposedly on law was marked in disposing of numerous cups ot tea at the close of the perform ance. What there is of my French is shy. If there is anything we dote on in Omaha its clubs. Show me a people whose grandfathers couldn't spell, and I will show you a people shod, belted and crowned with culture, whose pathway is strewn with the asteroids of progress and high art. Not that we assume un due airs, for instance at the coming out party of a certain Bud here, a certain other Bud somewhat trgher up on the genealogical tree was assisting and stood in line. During the afternoon a young gentleman took the receiving Bud aside and said: "L. how does it happen you are receiving here, how do you know these people so well?" "Family asso ciation, my dear friend; their ancestors and mine moved up from 'the bottoms' at the same time." But the clubs there is the Saturday Night Club, the Unity Club, the Wo man's Club, the French Club, the Cook ing Club, the Policeman's Club, and Oh! don't appologize for interrupting me I should never have breath to finish. The Whist Club is quite an affair, and the members are not only very fine play era of the game, but they have very fine suppers. A friend of mine, a member of the club, was discussing cards a few evenings since, and her husband spoke of whist saying: "I am not an expert, I cannot play nearly so well as my wife." Their son and heir sat in the room read ing, and looked up at this juncture, re marking, "Maybe you would be if you made it your business Ma don't do anything else." Our children may rise business, in reality, no doubt to get their spring bats. General Mandereon is east again; they certainly need a lot of 'splaining back there about sugar, must be spun sugar that's a joke, Eleanor. Do you know I think I'd be a great suc cess as a correspondent for a last year's almanac? I notice, I mean some one he Js engaged again. So is she for the Mrs. C. M. Wilheln: opened the ball, matter of that, and now this vacillating toId me 8ince l never read lown -topics and it was kept rolling ably assisted lover and dutiful son is here on a visit, myself, that the approaching nuptials through the day by Mrs. Hoobler. It is safe to suppose.the present' incum- of Miss Charlotte Kilgore to Captain Misses McKell. Brown. Preston and bent is acceptable to the Matthews Ashtor Bryant Heyle, assistant U.S. family; in the meantime our own candi date for churchly preferment looks as if she believed she had made a lucky escape, it would surely be a terrible re sponsibility for the average western girl to attempt to support the dignity of so highly colored a constituency. Undoubtedly you have noticed the announcement of the engagement of Miss Nell Moore, daughter of Dr. Moore, to Mr. Harry Jordan . I really don't know how to tell you who he is, except west ever had. Jf he had no other claim to immortality, this one would suffice he has made Duse a possibility. I am an. enthusiast, I admit, but I never pros trate myself before an unworthy shrine, and so far as you are concerned, I am, always, unworthily yours. Pexelope. Omaha, April 22, 1896. Well Dressed Men. others. The freeze culminated in the evening when Mrs. Luddingtoc and Mrs. Matheson took charge with a gay corps of helpers, Miss Sloan, Miss Mount, Miss Webster and last but not least Miss Jessie Dickinson. It was quite a gay scene, music lent charm, supplemented by roses, smilax, electric lights, all the etcetera, in fact that one finds at the swellest, social function. The gilded youth dropped in, bought his chips and invited the fair dispenser surgeon, are advertised to take place at, the church of the Advent. Why should we ask, "what's in a name?" In so ne cases there are lots ot letters, aristocrat ically combined, to say the least, but that is not the reason I mention this by There are many nobby suits seen on our streets this spring. They come from the shop ot Paine, Warfel Sc Bum stead,who have the largest and finest as sortment of woolens ever seen in Lincoln. of soda to join him. After a dozen or so, even egg flips lost their charm, I heart one girl say, "Heavens; I wonder if I can crawl under the counter some where, Lieut. Hutchinson has just come in and says we must all join, and I am positively incapable ot accommodating another glass, even for the cause." Once a stolid looking party entered, looked about with, Apparent surprise at the gayety of the.aseemble, when one of the dainty maidens flitted up to her asking that he is a brother of Mrs. Lyle Dick ey; that is no worse than the case of some men whose only claim to notice is, that they are the husbands of their wives. Mrs. H. 6. Burt tendered Miss Moore a very pretty luncheon; the decorations involved the first letter of the last name of the high contracting parties in every possible'way. M. and J. cut from beets added piquancy to the salad, and finish to tjie fish, lent a grace to the meringue cot its own, and as a friend of mine Ladies Jersey vests, low neck sleeveless. Low neck; short sleeves, and high neck, long sleeves Ladies Jersey pants, knee leDgth, and ankle length. Ladles x Union suits low neck sleeveless, low neck, short sleeves and high neck, long sleeves. politely, "Have you been waited on said, it was all very touching and sweet, hat do you wish?" "I vant a bottle ot except in the case of the first course, for We have the most complete line of ladies Underwear we have ever shown some exceptional bargains which will interest you. Milter & Paine