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About The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 17, 1901)
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retainer," not unlike an old-fashioned
soapetone. A hundred or more of these
are put into the oven at the beginning
of the preparation for a meal, and by
the time of distribution enough beat
has been absorbed to keep up an even
temperature for flvo hours equal to that
Becured by pans resting on a steam
table. Thousands of enameled steel
pans with straight sides and tlat, tight
fitting lids are in reserve in the storage
room. These pans are of different sizes,
to accommodate large or small orders.
Each order is checked off in the kitchen
by an employe. A dinner for four per
sons may consist of puree of tomato,
roast beef, fresh green corn, shoestring
potatoes, pudding with sauce and a
quart of coffee, requiring six pans. The
food is placed in each of the warm
dishes and closed tight before the steam
san escape, and the pans are placed one
on top of the other in a zince frame
work, which in turn fits into a large can,
with the heat retainer at the bottom.
The top is fitted with a deep cloth-bound
After several hours a dinner served in
this way is still hot and palatable, as
the heat is not sufficient todo any furth
er cooking or drying up of the food. The
dinner is delivered from a wagon similar
to an ice cream wagon, and the only
labor involved to the housewife is the
washing of the pans.
SECOND AND LAST WEEK OF THE OLEAN-SWEEP SALE, f
As an additional feature of interest to the
CLEAN SWEEP SALE we will give to ev
ery customer purchasing goods to the amount
of" $1.00 or more a first-class, two-sewed
broom absolutely free.
The only condition is that you present a
coupon cut from any of our advertisements.
Please Bear in Mind We don't deliv
er these brooms they must be taken iiom the
store by the person receiving them.
Send for a price circular and then you'll
sec that it'll be worth while coming to Lin
coln for this sale.
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Cut this out and bring it to
the store and when you have
made a purchase amounting to
$1.00 or more present it to the
salesperson with whom you
settle and you will receive a
fiist-class two-sewed broom
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(From the Sunday Papers. )
Do jou know that it's Jolly good fun
t? watch s girl put on her veil? If you
haven't that splendid bouI- warming
quality an appreciation of the humor
ousyou may never have noticed that
when a girl ties one of these flimsy
witcheries about her head she screws up
her nose, does things with her mouth,
puts her eyebrows in strange and un
comfortable tangles and makes faces
The veil is the "tipping off'' of the
dressing performance. It is like a sip
of benedictine after an excellent dinner,
just the thing needed for good finishing
effect. The girl's belt is pinned and
arranged just so fine for Sunday, her
stock is trimly snuggling in place, her
boots are ehiny and 'booful," and her
cuffs are immaculate; her hat is carefully
poised just the slightest bit to one side
for coquettishne68, you know, and her
golden threads of hair sometimes they
are brown and even again they are red
are correctly bulging at the temples.
Now is ehe ready for her walk, or drive,
or whatever it is that my lady is plan
ning for a few jolly hours out of doors.
Then then comes the veil!
Oh! it is a wonder to me that uny man
can resist the sparkle of beautiful eyes
when thoy are fenced in and barricaded
by those bewitching little black dots,
strung together with cobweb wave. It
was a wi6e man who invented veils, and
it's ten to one that the man wasn't a
man at all, but a clever and designing
First the veil is patted and stretched
and looked at critically, just aa a girl
eea the bad graces of a woman she
does not love. It is held up to the light
and inspected carefully, for while this
is not at all necessary it is customary
and a habit. Eve did it, it she had a
veil. If she put seaweed over her face
she looked at its meshes carefully and
wondered which side up they should go.
After inspecting it the cloudy Hippery
is held at either corner and spread
acroes the face. During this time comes
a moment of sublime joy, for the "be
comingness" of the thing is considered.
How the complexion brightens under
the mystic frail weave of tiny black
threads and cheneille dote! How the
"rubiness of .lips not generally ruby
glowa and fascinates! Eyes become
brilliant living diamonds of feeling and
emotion, cheeks look round and full and
a youthfulness appears that makes the
girl so tickled with herself that she
could squeeze her own hand for joy.
Oh, it must have been a woman who
invented the veil. Perhaps ehe acci
denta'ly put a piece of old lace curtain
over her face, and so caught the idea;
anyhow, so splendid a scheme never ap
peared first in the mind of a mere man.
Observe the girl as she tries first to
Btretch the veil over her hat brim. Her
eyes sweep upward, downward and from
side to side after the fashion of those
queer advertising pickaninnies that
Btand in the windows of cigar shops.
She takes in alt the various lines, folds,
crinkles and flappy places, after which
ahe makes a mouth and tries to hitch
the veil thereto. If she had a picture
of herself at that 6tage of the fun she'd
never be vain, you may be sure of that.
Such facial calisthenics! Such queer
manipulations of the eyebrows! Is it
not remarkable how many kinds of a
face one face can be? If you do not
think so, watch a girl put on her veil.
According to actual statistics, the pro
cess of veil attaching takes about six
and a half minutes. Of course, there
are girls who put on their veils in a
hurry, but they are usually the ones
whose hairpins are always moulting and
whose belte hike up where they should
hike down, and visa versa. Unless a
veil is put on just bo it would better not
be put on at all. There is quite an art
in the task, and, it has been noticed, the
art is always accompanied with facial
contortions before mentioned.
Veils have a way of hitching up where
they shouldn't and of being draggy and
full in the wrong place. These frailties
of veil-kind cause a good deal of annoy
ance. It means that a girl must pull
and tug here, lift up and fold over there,
fussing and putting and trying to make
squint eyes and "googoo" faces until she
appears to have gone hopelessly and
The process, stimulating under the
most ordinary circums'ances, becomes
particularly livo when one or two hairs
escape from the girl's forelocks and hang
down like fishlines, tickling her precious
nose. These stray threads are never
found until the veil is perfectly arranged.
The girl goes after them. She lifts up
her veil carefully and grabB at the hairs
much as she would dive into a bird cage
after a canary. Of course she never
gets them. Her hat keels over one ear,
her veil becomes deranged and de
tached, and the reBult ib the girl grows
discouraged and tries the attack from
the other side. If she doesn't have to
remove her hat entirely, untie the veil
and. "do" her hair all over she's in great
luck. Stray hairs that dandle over ono's
nose are very aggravating. They never
assert themselves until it is extremely
inconvenient to capture them. It's
much like playing blind man's buff with
But when the task is finished and the
veil is all neatly and trimly arranged,'
how happy that girl feels. It's worth
the trouble, especially if the veil is of
tne bewitchingly becoming variety.
Why? Because the friendly little bit of
nothing hides behind its meshy forma
tion every speckle, freckle and imperfec
tion of the complexion. They are not
veils; they are beautitiers and dainty nets
all ready for their catch of masculine
Here's to thn veil! Long may it make
us lovely! Never mind if we do screw
up queer andxurious faces when we are
getting our faces into it. It's worth the
price and the trouble and more also.
If you can't be pretty, be picturesque.
If a generation of regular-featured and
aristocratic relatives is responsible for
your good looks, then be both.
But waive the general prettiness for
the picturesque flavor these days.
It's the vogue. Dear me, yes.
And it's increasing at a terrific pace.
There's one indisputable charm about
it all the girl of mediocrity, of whom
the woods are full, is going to let it
scornfully alone. She doesn't under
stand being picturesque. It takes brain
capacity, you know, likewise quick wit
and adaptability and a good working
knowledge of what is in the book world,
past and present, to make yourself up
according to the one particular Hoyle
which you may adopt for the time be
ing. Therefore, the commonplace girl
is going to steer clear of it. And you,
who like to be individual, may have the
fad all your own, exclusive way,
But it's a tremendous hit, as our the
atrical friends love to say, when a girl
finds her own particular prototype in
fiction or history or the drama.
Think of the eclat when she passes
swiftly down the theatre aisle, when the
light gets lowered and the curtain is
slowly rolling upward, to hear subdued
whispers of ''There ehe goes! That's the
Gainsborough girl regular Duchess
style, isn't she? Have you seen her
lovely pictures? Oh, yes, I believe her
real name is MasBey, but nobody knows
her except as the Duchess nowadays."
Or of this sort: "That was Elizabeth
we passed in the victoria. What Eliza
beth? Oh, there is but one she who
paid the visits, you know. Don't you
recognize the wavy pompadour, the
charmingly naive expression, the French
look about the eyes? She's telling that
girl with her all about her English country-house
experiences, I'll be bound.
Has her picture done in the miniature
style like the frontispiece to the book.
And the resemblance is astonishing,
everybody thinks. Her real name's Mar
garet Post, but actually Bhe's called
Elizabeth more than half the time."
One very lovely young St. Louis girl
has found her prototype very appropri
ate in a St. Louis novel, "The Crisis."
As Virginia Carvel Miss Mozelle Price
faithfully and completely fulfills our
most general expectations. The profile
likeness, the costume, with its quaint
shawl draped about the shoulders, and
the graceful, girlish pose, all bear out
one's idea of Jinny to a marvelous de
gree. Aud the seventeen-year-old St.
Louie girl of today finds much to enjoy
in her chosen character of Civil War
times. She is by ancestry eminently
fitted for the role, Binco the PriceH are
old southern stock her father is Simon
T. Price, and she herself is a Monticello
girl. Mr. Strausa has followed quite
closely along the lines of the novel's
illustrations, as to costume and pose,
but the detail work is all resultant from
his own artistic eye.
What a truly magnificent and unique
art gallery of girls we shall have in 1003
if the collection keeps on increasing at
its present rate! We have the girls.
And the types are all about and ready
at hand with a bit of dilving and study
ing as to suitability.
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