Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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1 If Aft Is Llks ft Skip. I flaw A fMffetad ship oome In From off a dlttant oraiae, 1 b«Ard thrglAd And merry din That spread the welcome news; 2 mw bow All the people ran, 1 mw toe colors dip—* For every ship is like a man. And man Is like a ship. • # e • I saw a ship on a foreign shore Wrecked by an angry wave, Its Bailors ne’er could man it more, 1 be ocean was their grave; But no one came relief to plan. No colors flew to dip— For every ship is like a man. And man is like a ship. —Donald R. 1C Gregor. ECSINE'S EOMANOE. BT KATE K. CLEART. When Miss Magnolia carefully with drew the d ress from the great cedar trunk, unpinned the old damask table cloth which enveloped it, and spread cut its shining folds for the admiration cf her niece, Rosine, that young lady clasped her pretty hands and quoted Keats. ** 'A thing of beauty is a joy forev er !’ ’* she said. Mi^s Magnolia nodded and smiled. 'She was altogether unlike the large, ‘ fair, splendid flower, after which she had been christened—almost grotesque- ly unlike, in fact. She was ftnall and round, and brown, as a maiden lady of A decidedly certain age could be. In deed she reminded one of nothing so much as a little russet apple. But her heart, which had been full of senti- ment once, was a warm and sensitive organ still. And she took a deal of interest in R sine’s romance. “Yes, my dear, it is a thing of beauty I And to think I never wore it ‘but twice. Diiar, dear!’' And she vent on stroking tho primrose satin, : cnderly as a mother touches the hair cf a child. **Y u had a lover then, auntie?” asked Rosine. ‘‘Yes, pet, this is one of the dresses I got for my marriage. But he went ftway,—an business, he said. And he never came back.' ’ Hastily sho wiped her eyes lest a |ear should stain the shimmering stufT 4he held. “It is just the gown for your fancy dress ball,'* hurried on Miss Jf.ignolia. “A trifle short, of course, iiut there is quite a piece turned in at top that you could let down. You tftall go as a lady of long ago.” “Not so very long ago,” protested tine, with a laugh. • “But really, |tie, I don’t like to take it. It is jglovely!” fot for a raiment of war! Remem- you Are going tQ conqusr_-JLhfi- jjon!” ^Tiiat is so. And the master should written, ‘Thrice is she armed who t a pretty dress!’” i foe against whom Miss Rosine purposed arraying herself was the obdurate uncle of her handsome : Idvbr. ' 1 Most promptly and perversely had! he,Opposed the marriage of hi# nephew. The young fellow would |i> i 7 11^/< •» have ignored the refnial of his relative, » > f#erol'it ‘not the old gentleman had ^al&ys been very kind- and good to ijbimi; had;indeed taken the place of his 'dead' ftrfher to him. So he decided ihaff ^'sine should meet his uncle and .guit'his'prejudice to rout. “He is coming to visit an old friend cf his,” Cyril had said— “Judge Char- all know the Chartrcau fam- jfdhhtse you have heard they are jgoing to give a fancy dress ball next month in honor of the coming out of their ^iughter, Lisgctte. You will receive a 'oaud.',.'Y\<u will attend. You will meet l/mclo Albert. And you will take *.* f. . I. * i t • A i . rm. lly had he planned his scheme; jentbadastically h:id he explained it. Rosine protested. It was to be a *Ar. , , fl - jgrand ball, and she had nothing to wear. Pe^dps^ she did not like the idea of piottitigne make a person like her. 10 “BidSdcried Cyril, “ho doesn’t dislike you, ■-I.don’t believe he even . rif . K. f ' knov.s your nnm *. His resentment is •generah bt>t par&ie'dar. As soon as I -tMd him'l wft& in love with a Southern igfrl, he —h,e (I have to drop into slang, >Jiohine)*T~he sat square down on me. girl jilted him young, and he is bound to (*a,revme from a, liko . awful fate. But •4kHcn oractdhe s«esi you, he is bound to capitulate. ,He is a regular old brick— r.ti fdJuttLhave nothing to wear. And, • vthht'is 1tn6rt; I'J^an’t buy n dress for tne Chnrtreau ball. We—Aunt Mag- . nohaiacd I—are poor as the proverbial church'n\idc.' M : " 1 •' mi Rut! just then Miss Magnolia came to • 'R'leinfe’s relief‘like :a regular little fairy godipoty*., ,, • t‘Tho very thing!” she cried—“my primrose satin!” Rosinebeg&dhiT Kei dubiously, de- fj^ppiYifo A ^ Jr r a .y c; a a Ji alou^l^shc knew irn 1 her aunt r,l- her trunk! ui^pf treasures, Awe!*, he^jW^W, lieiK iich, stiff, gtisfblhidjg old^roc^cs. * . ■ “Do you msAit it.ranftt^i”., . Mias .winked • very s ' ^ long anticipated was cool, crisp, swaet and pearly. BrUlUntly lighted was the broad-balcotied old residence on 8k Charles street. Many a carriage rolled up, /oiled off. When Rosine descended from the barouche of her chaperon she felt a little nervous, a little elated, and conscious that she was looking uncom monly well—as indeed she was. Quite a picture was the pretty young figure, in the clinging gown of pale yellowish satin, picturesquely puffjd and quaintly fashioned. Tho corsage, cut roundly, revealed the firm, full throat. Dainty mouseskin swathed the arms, which, if slender, were also exquisitely rounded- And the small, olive-tin ted face was lit to loveliness by pansy-black eyes. A flash of adoration succeeded the serene nonchalance of Cyril Rodney’s counte nance, as he caught sight of her. He made his way to her side. “Queen Rosine!” he murmured. “I wonder if you know that you're by far the prettieit girl here to-night! Poor Uncle Albert!—how C3mplete will be his surrender! Now, prepare to face the mus e!” And off he went! He soon returned. By his side was a sturdy old gentle man. Rosine’s heart beat more rapidly. Silvery hair had the dragon. A dark mustache had the dragon. A florid complexion had the dragon. And a manner that was grave, dignified, cour teous. “Uncle Albert,” explained Cyril, with boyish eagerness, “this is Miss Rosine Wilde.” Wilde! The old gentleman started perceptibly. Ho looked at the blush ing girl—at the yellowish gown. He bowed. “And,” avowed young Rodney, sending his sweetheart a swift smile of encouragement, “and—the young lady of whom 1 spoke to you.” “Oh!” exclaimed Albert Ellsworth. Then interrogatively: “Wilde? Was your father’s name Clayton Wilde?” Rosine assente!. “And your mother’s maiden name was Magnolia Kingsley?” “Oa, dear, no! Aunt Magnolia was never married. My mother’s name was Madeline Kingsley.” “Eh?” cried the dragon. The floVid color had faded from his cheeks. He was tugging nervously at his mustache. He looked agitated,per plexed. “My mother died ten years ago,” said Rosine, “and since then I have lived with Aunt Magnolia.” Mr. E Isworth regarded her grimly. “Is that,” he asked abruptly, “your aunt’s gown you have on?” The soft rose-fire in the girl’s cheek deepened. *' you r v j »vy ouv vani. < ^ft.' 1 Wdiuk ’ : a ‘ Southern -’I •tlllli ••III 'I . liM IM ■when he was young, an eve “I do, my Searr t wiik young myse!; Y ' • / ly r-tiq vr* *vfi > If: // • once. * • »r. MUd » It iffiw <•? once.*’ .fq» r>a i.t. r, And that i*. Mill si » i**;,: tlifflW l'K< tll.i .iUH ru ••I*«**J . , was how RoMn«> Wild canM to'Wffie-'tttfU? of "SfttWime Ch:.. - .•m .a noi rr.i ki treoju'^ faopj ( dre^s ba.l. The proposed festivity, had been tho talk of New Orleans for several weeks. Tho night she counter-questioned. A queer, wavering smile was his only reply. A constrained silence ensued. Cyril gave his uncle an astonished glance. “So Magnolia is an old maid?'’ said Mr. Ellsworth, abruptly. “If she is,” cried Rosine, stung to defence by a remark she chanced to consoler rude, “it is because she was true to a lover who proved unworthy of her!” “Eh!” ejaculated Mr. E.Isworth, more sharply than before. And sud denly he turned and walked away. The following day he insisted on ac companying his nephew to the giunt, ramshackle, once aristocratic old home in the French quarter, whore dwelt Rosine. As they were passing the vaulted entrance to the little fla^sred court-yard, Albert Ellsworlh caught sight of a familiar figure moving among the potted palms and bijces of blooms. “Go on, lad!” he said to Cyril. He had paused, and was looking through the brief avenue of gloom to the bright ness beyond. Cyril was about to questiou this new vagary, when the thought of a peculiar possibility made him catch his breath and do as bidden. He kt&ckcd at the barred black dcor, and was admitted to Rosine’s radiant presence. And mean while his uncle went into the court yard. The little old lady standing by the banana tree looked up at the sound of the step on the stones. “Magnolia!” he cried. Miss 3Iagnolin gazed at him in a dazed, half-frightened kind of way. Did ghosts ever appear in the daytime? Stouter than he whom she had known, and with hair grown gray. But the same. Around her, in a fantastic dance, the broken fountain, the long- icaved banana tree, and the giant ole anders went whirling. She didu’. faint, but she cam; nearer to it than she ever had come in her life. “Did you think I ha l deserted you Magnolia? Wtien 1 left you to go North on business, I believed in you as i’vc never believed in any one since. And while away I heard, and road, that vouhat mar lied that young Wilde I used to le so jealous of. So I went to Earope. And I stayed there.” ‘•But Clayton Wilde married Mid line. I always told you he came to see her.” ‘ *Yes, I know that—now. I was a fool to have been so easily convinced of your falsity. You haven’t changed a bit. I knew you tho moment I saw /ou.” Miss Magnolia smiled delightedly, •ic did not know he had expected to c her. “I never forgot the dress you wore he la-t time I saw you,” declared Mr. E Isworth. waxing dervent. “I recog- niz d it on your niecs last night.” “Last night! Are you—surely are not the dragon l” “Wh-att’* * , “The—the dragon!” filtered Miss Magnolia. Mr. Eilaworth still looked blank. “That,” murmsred the little lady, feeling she was in for it, and might as well make a clean breast, “was what Rosine and I c died Cyril’s uncle. And Rosine was going to conquer him. ” “Well, she did. The boy shall marry Madeline’s pretty daughter. And you. Magnolia,—you’ll marry me!” “Oh, dear, no! I’m too old.” “Not a day.” “And ugly—now. “Loveliest woman in the work to me, ”^insisted the dragon, loyally. “Bless you, my children!” cried a voicj from above. The pair in the court-yard glanced up. On one of the inner balconies, stood Rosine and CyriL “Yanish, you scamps!” roared the dragon. “I shan't allow you to marry a South ern girl, sir!” shouted back Cyril, as he and Rosine beat a brisk retreat. Laughing and breathless they faced each other in the old drawing-room. “Everything’s lovely, sweetheart!” cried Cyril, in an ccstacy. Rosine looked deliciously doleful. “That’s just the trouble!” with a pout so provokingly pretty that her lover kissed her there and then. “If he had only remained hard-hearted, liko the uncles in novels, we could have run away, and lived in a cottage ‘bow- ered in roses, and covered with thatch!’ Thegs isn’t a bit of romance when everything turns out so beautifully—all at once. ” “You little hypocritel’’ he said.— The Ledger. The First Ice in India. When one of the first importations ef ice from America arrived in India it was most amusing to see the anxiety with which it was sought after. The deposits were only open for a short time before sunrise, when crowds of coolies were in attendance to carry off the portions required by their em ployers; these portions were immedi ately enveloped in thick blankets and inclosed in baskets, which were carried off with all speed; but a very con siderable quantity invariably dissolved before they could reach their respective destinations, says the New York Ledjer. Two. or three natives crowding round a basket, which hai just arrivel, were eager to touch the novelty; but im mediately on feeling its extreme cold ness they xan away, exclaiming that it was “burra gurram”—very hot. A child, too, cried violently, and told his mamma that the 1 ‘glass hflSNburnt his fingers.” T’S PERILS Dangers InArred by Men Who Board looming Vessels. Notable DU FM isters in the [two Years. Last “We never coming. We, start out on a will ever see b Tears filled was bronzed a; man not given was a world and his lips qui name was Jo! Hook pilot, office on South of the then un swept off the icy ward Cushing, ow when our time is ever know when we ise whether or not we e and family again.” [e speaker’s eyes. He grizzled and strong, a sentiment, but there pathos in his words, red as he spoke. His Canvin, Jr., Sandy sat in a shipping reet, awaiting tidings own pilot, who was eck of the bark E l- ter ho had boarded her and was brio ing her into port. An hour passe The man arose only enough to c hastened tb th< and the tidings came, om his chair, heard niirm his fears, and street. He was no longer John Can' n, Jr., but plain John Canvin. The uii nown pilot who had been swept into < . angry sea was his father. There are only two or three previous cases on record ^itbere a pilot has lost his life after boarc ng an incoming ves sel. Nearly all, l iwever, of the many accidents to pilot-1 )ats are accompanied by loss of life, disaster of note Franklin in 183 ashore in a gale an The following yea Tue first recorded as the loss of the She was driven all hands were lost both the Gratitude and the John McK( in wefe lost Four pilots perished on he former, and the atter lost six men. The New Orleans ship John Minturn was driven ashore < n the Jersey coast February 17, 184C»f Forty-two persons lost tb 'ir dives, inc iding Pilot Thomas Freeborn. His wa among the bodies recovered, end his funeral was one of the most impressive events ever known to pilots. A pro.ession of fifteen pilot- boats, with si its hoisted, ensigns flying and all their >ilots aboard, went up and down the h ty in tow of the steamer Mercury, freeborn was one of the best-known pilot & of the day. It was not a little rurprising, on several occasions, to see the ice brought to the table as the greatest possible luxury, and handed around to persons to mix with their wine, which although cooled with saltpetre and glauber salts, had not attained a much lower tem perature than that of new milk. The ice in question was taken out to India as a means of preserving a large quantity of American apples in good condition for ths Calcutta market, when the ice unexpectedly proved a more lucrative species of merchandise than the fruit. In 1832 nine lives! were lost on the pilot-boat Commerce, No. 3. In De cember of the same year Pilots Henry Budd and Robert Curtis were drowned in a yawl after leaving the pilot-boat Yankee. In 1853 the Sarah Frances, No. 7, went down with all on board, and the Jacob Bell, No. 4, met a simi lar fate during March of the following year. ! . ■ ■.Qn-tottoA. K- X19U Important Whiskers. Everyone must have observed whai. are usually called the whiskers on a cat’s upper lip. They aro organs of touch. They are attached to a bed of close glands under the skin, and each of these long hairs is connected with the nerves of the lip. The sligh-est contact of the-e whiskers with any sur rounding object is felt most distinctly by tho animal, although the hairs of themselves are insensible. They stand out on each side of the lion, as well as in the common cat; so that, from point to point, they are equal to the width of the animal’s body. If we imagine, therefore, a lion stealing through a covert of wood in an imperfect light, we shall at once see the use of these long hairs. They indicate to him, through the nicest feel ing, any obstacle which may present itself to the passage of his body; they prevent the rustling oi boughs and leaves, which would give warning to his prey, if he was to attempt to pass through too close a bush; and thus, in conjunction with the soft cushions of his feet, and the fur upon which he treads (the claws never coming in con tact with the ground), they enable him to move toward his victim with a still ness even greater than that of a snake, which creeps along the grass and is not perceived until it is coiled around its prey. Fixing the Styles of Hats. The method of fixing the styles in hats is said to be this: The best hat manufacturers in the United States are members of the American Hat Manufac turers’ Association, which has its head quarters in New York city. The asso ciation meets in New York on the sec ond Tuesday of January and August j and adopts the spring or fall style of silk hat. Every silk-hat maker present submits a style or design, and, when all : are submitted, the association votes for the different designs, which are num-, bered. Vhe number receiving the high est number of votes is declared the •tyle. Of course, every manufacturer.) can put out styles bf his own if he ! chooses, but they are not likely to find a sale. lins, No. 11, rim ashore on Fire Island bar, and four of the crew were frozen to death. A fifth was washed, over board and drowned. Nine years later a similar accident befell the George Bteers, No. 6, at Barnegat Island. Every man of her crew perished from the cold. Ten men were lost in 1879, on the pilot-boat Columbia, No. 8, which was run down twenty miles off Fire Island, in a heavy gale by tho Alaska, the first of the ocean greyhounds. The pilot-boat Francis Perkins, No. 13, struck a wreck and sank off Barne gat Shoals on Jan. 24, 1887. Pilots Walter A. Reddin and William Dalton were drowned. ^During tho, famous bhzzard of March, 1888, the Phantom, No. 11, and the Enchantress, No. 18. were lost with all hands. Last year two pilot-boats were lost, the Bateman, No. 11, and the Charlotte Webb, No. 5. Two lives were lost with each boat. This is only a partial list of some of the more notable accidents to pilots and pilot-boats. A complete list of such calamities would be a long and appall* ing one.—Neva York Wund. A New Use for Insects. Tlie use of insects for sport has hith erto been confined to more or less suc cessful imitations of their bodies and wings. We do not.know that they have had any seriom industrial purpose, un less the weevils of the ship-biscuit and the mites of the cheese may be counted. What work they did in the economy of nature, as of bees - carrying pollen and flies infectious matter, Darwinism has sufficiently advertised. Bat Lord Wal - singham announces another departure to the Entomological Society, which is not new among the vertebrates though it is to the insects. We are familiar enough with the idea of cats catching mice, terriers worrying rats, hounds de vouring foxes, and being set aside for that purpose. As yet wo have not suc ceeded in introducing a blue bottle who could chase away the smaller flies, or a perambulating wood-worm who could silence the sounds of l.e death-watch. But there is still hope. Ten thousand parasites were conveyed from Australia and put upon the backs of Jhe Cali fornian scale insects, wuich had been eating up all the orange trees. The latter were worried to death; the oranges were saved, and the immigrants will probably be sent into the Chinese quarter of San Francisco, in the hope of achieving similar results London Graphic. An Untimely Interroption. Minnie—What made you speak to that poor beggar so sharply? Perhaps she was really deserving of help. Mamie—Maybe she was, but she in- | termpted me just as I was hav-pg a good cry over the poor girl in my nev/! I dying on the rich man’s door-step. A Monster Freight Car. At the Fitchburg railroad car shops in East F.tchbqrg, Mass., one of the largest and strongest flat freight cars ever built for the road has just been fin ished. It is a special car built to carry a large wire cable weighing 63,000 pounds from Worcester to a mine near Denver, CoL The car is 28 feet long, 8 feet 8 3-4 inches wide, has eight sills running lengthwavs, each 4 3- 4x11 inches, end sills 9x9 inches. Tne floor of the car is covered with 2-inch oak plank. It has two trucks with three pairs of wheels each—the trucks and journals weigh about twice as much as those on a common car. The axle is 5 1-2 inches in diameter, the bearings 4 1-2x8 inches; the beds, two to each truck, are made of oak timbers bolted together, with two 3-4-inch flat irons between, making a solid bed 9x13 inches square. The swing log is made in a similar manner, with heavy flit iron between, making the log 8x164 inches square. The center bolt is two inches in diameter. There are four iron trusses on each bed that have each a capacity of holding 24 tons. The car is supported underneath by four heavy bolsters, strongly bolted to the sills with flat irons, $x5 inches. The center bearing, which rests on the center bed, is 4£xl4 inches, and is supported by two heavy iron trusses made of £x5-inch flat iron. The truck and journals are all more than double the size and weight of those on a common car. The car is equ pped with the Westing- house air-brake and the common hand wheel brake. The draw-bar is one of Safford’s patent, works automatics: ly, is made of ma leable iron and is easily worked. The Fitchburg Sentinel says the car is built of the best material, in a most thorough manner, by skilled workmen, and will be rated to carry 1U0.003 pounds. A common car is rated to carry 40,000 pounds. LA DIRS* DXPAJLTMUtii*, A Funeral in Naples. While traversing one of the narrow streets 1 was fortunate enough to see a funeral. Of course I was sorry for the deceased, but I was glad, since there was a corpse, that I was there to see the funeral procession, as it is one of the most curious of sights. The corpse is placed iu a highly decorated recepta cle on a raised platform, which is carried high over the heads of the eight bearers. Then comes about a dozen of the Brothers of the Miserecordia in their grotesque costumes of a white flowing sheet, with head entirely con cealed by the same, save the large holes cut for eyes and mouth—looking like ghosts of the past. After them came about twentj old chaps dressed in black, with high black hats of ancient make. AftcHkaa cmm tie LACB THE FASHION. A woman may be fond of lace, —she ought to be if she isn’t, for it is a fondness that is to be commended, — and lace is something that ts becoming to every woman. Made into a ruffle or folded lightly about the neck, it soft ens the plainest face, and improves the harshest complexion. But because it is becoming is no reason why it should be worn with every gown and on all occasions. There are times when it should be worn, and times when it should not be worn, and, although lace is extremely fashionable juit now, it must not be worn at throat or wrists in the street. This is Dame Fashion’s fiat, and is absolute. And the same fiat has gone forth regarding the linen collar and cuffs. They are obsolete, and all such abominations as stiff and starched linen are banished from the wardrobe of every stylish woman to-day.—Star Sayings. EGYPTIAN COSTUMES IN BOSTON. The very latest fad which has travel ed about the country in the wake of the celebrated English Egyptologist, has struck Boston with full force. This is the adoption, by ladies of fashion, of Egyptian costumes at their afternoon teas. These costumes, which in many cases are said to be very “fetching,” are modelled after the manner of the times of the Pharaohs. One of them, worn by a beautiful brunette, is de scribed as of solt, brown silk, with long, flowing sleeves, and yoke em broidered in silver. The petticoat is of striped Syrian silk, in rose color and lilver, with a wide sash of the same colors. The slashings of the outer gown show* linings of Egyptian red. Over the shoulders hangs a brown gauze veil, embroiderJd in silver and seed-pearls, * flesh-colored stockings, a brow pendant of dull gold, and an antique necklace of carnelian and silver complete the costume. These gowns will no doubt Ro all the rage before the season is oyer. BATE NOVELTIES (IN BODICES. A very beau iful idea, of a bodice is of pink satin veiled with a zouave of pale pink satin rose peta Is rising very high on the shoulders and encircling the bust liko a rosy calyx. For young girls there is a very effective fichu bod ice which gives a becoming fullness to the slender figure and^ is usually com posed of two colors,/ivory and pink; white and pale grejpn or yellow and original bodice is wide sash of bids crossing in di- a way as to form jbodice and then iiifrit tiwlpBiirt he and friends. The Brothers of the Mis erecordia and the solemn old chaps are hired for the occasion. No funeral in Naples would be complete without them.—Pittsburg Post. Battery Park. A New York correspondent of the ' Philadelphia Ledger writes: “One of the most charming spats in Manhattan Island is the Battery Park. It com mands a magnificent view of the New York harbor and is filled with histoii- cal association?. " Here Washington! when President, used to take his daily walk, and here in former years was the concourse of fashion. But now it is known to many New Yorkers only by name, or by its association with C.istle Garden. The proposition to remove the immigrant landing stage from the Battery meets with the favor of every person who appreciates tho beauty of this marine park. A petition in lavor of the removal of Castle Garden has al ready been signed by a number of prominent citizens, who see an oppor tunity to rescue the park from the asso ciations which prevent its development as a popular resort.” white. Another draped with a corded silk, its agonal lines in such the entire front of Wm of the basque. The model displayed was in white and yellow, but the idea has also been carried out in white and black. The latest novelty in bodices, however, is a decoration of embroidery in Paris style with beaver and chenille. The bodice is fitted before the embroid ery is done that its lines may follow those of the figure, and there is some thing very refined and distingue about these little embroidered affairs, one of which recently worn being of black satin decorated with violets. combed bock end lightly dressed in braids, coils or puffs. The arrange ment in itself is harmless enough, but it is the tightness in twisting and the weight of jewelled pins that strain the individual hairs end slowly drag them out by the roots. Ladies of middle age who part their hair straight down the middle and draw it over the ears and temples succeed by this tension and persistent brushing in widening the line or part by systematically uprooting the hairs.—Ness York World. BOY Alt LADIES SUSPECTED. A very odd adventure befell the Em press Frederick and her two daughters the other day, during their recent visit to Naples. The Imperial widow, as is well known, is the dowdiest royal lady in all Europe, her own sovereign mother. Queen Victoria, not being excepted. So, when promenading one day with bur two daughters on the Chiaja, there was nothing to reveal tb the casual ob server that the very plain elderly lady and two uncommonly homely -damsels, all three dressed in shabby mourning, were three of the greatest ladies in goint of rank in all Europe. The Eexpress was struck with the beauty of an antique silver cup in the window of a brie- a* brae dealer’s shop, and entered the establishment to exam ine it. While she was investigating the cup the two princesses went peering ; about the shop, after the manner of gli;ls iu general, and as they bre both very short-sighted they examined everything very closely. This roused the shopkeeper’s sus picions, and suddenly breaking off all negotiations concerning the cup, he gave the ladies to understand that he saw through their manoeuvres perfectly, and that they had come there not to buy but to steal. The Empress ke pt her tamper admir ably, and withdrew with her daughters, only pausing on the threshold to utter ly overwhelm the flnhappy , shopkeeper by the calm statement: “Wo are the mother and the sisters of the -Einperor of Germany.” FASHION NOTES. Cream-colored silk is the very latest fancy in ballroom gloves. Even elderly ladies now wear light and delicate colored evening dresses. Fawn, drab and green are the favor ite colors for street wraps for little girls. Long cloaks of tartan are very effect ively trimmed with astrachan and Per J sian lamb. / Tartan, silk handkerchiefs Are new, and are worn tuckei itjJO the front of the corsage. Knew What He was About. Monsieur wanted the picture hung to the right; madarae wanted it on the . 1 left. But monsieur insisted that the ' servant should hang the picture accord ing to his orders. C’onsiquently Joseph stuck a nail in the wall ou the right, but, this done, he also went and stuck another in on tho left. “What is that second nail for?” his master inquired iu astonishment. “It is to save me the j trouble of fetching the ladder tomorrow when monsieur will have come round to the views of madame.”—Lmdui Punch. Singing to Some Purpose. Minister (to Cuoir-ma-ter)—“Tho music went splendidly this morning.'* Choir-master—“Yes, I flatter myself it did.” Minister—“I am glad to see the hingers give their whole energy to the important religious work. There is no deception in such singing as that.” Choir-master—“Well, no, I should say not. You see, 31 r. Thumper, I told the choir last night that an operatic manager would attend church to-day for the purple of finding some good v. ice ”— CKristi i n Register. HOIST BY HEIt OWN PETARD. When 3Iaria Mitchell was professor at Yassar her niece, who was a student there, was suddenly taken violently ill. She immediately telephoned for her sis ter at Lynn (Mrs. Owen Dame), and the frantic mother, without thought of preparation for the journey, took her young child and rushed on to the col lege. She was absolutely a sight to be hold. None of the Mitchell girls 'were ever accused of vanity of dress, but really this was shocking. “We impro vised some dresses, ’’ said 3Ii?s 3Iitchcll, in relating tho inc.dent afterward, “and made her presentable. The illness proved a short one, and my sister returned home by way of Chatham, where she took the train for Bo don without change of car?. I accompanied her to Chatham, and stood on the platform waving my baud- kerchief as my sister and her child passed out. She neglected for some days to write me, and in my anxiety I dropped her a note, saying: ‘Informa tion is wanted of a badly-dressed, homely-looking woman, with a beauti ful baby, last seen at the Chatham depot on the morning of .’ 31/ sister promptly, answered me, saying: ‘The beau iful baby reached home safely. The last seen of the badly- dressed, homely-locking woman was, she was standing on the platfornfof Chatham.' ”—Boston Gazette. Old and young ladies, and also girls, wear yokes of astrachan on all sorts of garments. ^ Silk mittens woven in imitation of old Yenetian point are in high favor for afternoon tea wear. Matrons favor evening wraps of black woolen, brocaded with gold in fine, bold, conventional designs. Sleeveless long cloaks of cloth with triple capes of the same, or with fur capes or stoles, are much worn. Tho pale and delicate tints of last summer are to be seen again, only paler, softer and more perfect in tone. A great novftlty in ball gowns is a skirt of netted silk braid, in the same style as the hair nets once so popular. The introduction of velvet sleeves into cloth waists has led to the further adoption of velvet yokes and zouaves. It is proper now to acquire a vast number of very narrow silver bands and to string as many as possible on the arms. The new cotton goods have a good deal of open york in stripes, one-stripe being in satin-faced cotton, while the next is open lace work. Very effective dinner gowns are made of black net, figured with gold, silver, copper, tinted metal, or with violets, pansies, daisies or roses in colored silk embroidery. The felt hat with the brim turned up very high and close to the low crown in the back, and rolling at the sides, but forming a long visor over the forehead, is a great favorite with New York girls. A Shifting Bullet in n Man’s Head. For over twenty- five years Fletcher Wright, who lives- near Dawson, has carried a bullet in his head, a wound received in one of the battles in Vir ginia. This minie-ball shifts about, at one time in the front of his head, at another time in the back. At times this bullet gives 3Ir. Wright ixuch un easiness while at work in the field by its shifting about and the rattling noise it made in the head.—Macon (Qa.) Telegraph. PARTING THE HAIR. When a man gets bald the bare spot makes Us first appearance on the efrown of the head and gradually spreads to wards the forehead. With a woman the start is at the “part,” and there you have the reason for the regular change in the fashion of parting the hair. Just now the side part is popu lar, and thousands of ladies will adopt it in order to rest the hair about the top of the head and strengthen its growth. Women go to hair-dressers as much for advice as anything else, and while the tresses aro being shampooed and ar ranged in new coils and curls numerous questions are askei regarding the con dition of the scalp and the best methods of caring for it. The majority of young Women part their hair from ear to ear, combing the front over the forehead in bangs or montagues, or else drawing it qp over a pompadour, while tho rest is Persian Flower Worship. A recent traveler in India gives the following description of flower worship as practiced by the Persians in Bombay. A true Persian, in flowing robe of blue and on his head a sheepik in hat—black, glossy, curly, the fleece of Kir-Kal— would*saunter in and stand and medi tate over every flower ho saw, and al ways as if half in vision. And when the vision was fulfilled and the ideal flower he was seeking found, he would spread his mat and sit before it until the setting of the sun, Sod then fold up His mat again and go home. And the next night, and night after night, until that particular flower faded away, he would return to it and bring his friends in ever-increasing ,troope to it, and ait and play the guitar or lute be fore it, and they would all together pray there, and after prayer still sit be fore it, sipping sherbet and talking ths most hilarious and shocking scandal late into the moonlight, and so again every evening until the flower died. Sometimes by way of a grand finale, the whole company would suddenly arise before the flower and serenade it together with an ode from Haftg and depart.— Cassell's Journal.