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GUESSING. Oh, life may be a blessing, But it has its sliarc of gloom, For it somehow keeps you guessing From the cradle to the tomb. fhcn a little child first glances «. On this world he cries and frets, fCause he knows he’s taking chances . On the parents that he gets. He take* chances on instructor* When at school he first appears, And on hrakemen and eor.dnctors. Arid especially engineers. ^ Your doubts keep coming steady And they till your mind with pain; Scarce you get one answer ready Ere you’ve got to guess again. —Washington Star, II THE NAHRABAD GHOST TIGER By CLARENCE PULLEN. • FOUND the Itnjah of Bu- ^ _i ^ dhrapore at home in his <0 T O palace. He received me IJl * cordially enough, but, try , ^WOW' as I would, I could not en list his interest in the mat ter about which I had come. He was loomy and silent. Finding he could Hot be persuaded to talk, I gave over the business for the day and took my leave. But before I left the place I met Ram Abadhur. the half-caste court in terpreter, and learned the cause of the Rajah’s depression. , “It is the tiger that disturbs his highness,” Ram Abadhur said. ‘‘He has appeared in the jungle about Nah- rabad, and there is much talk of him among the people. He Is a man-eater, but that is nothing. Strange reports have -come to the palace that the beast hi in the likeness of a tiger pictured on ^he flag of the old Kebab kings, and the’ story has spread that be is the re incarnation of Raj Kehak His com- it is whispered, means some mis- Srtune to the reigning family—a death, *©r It even might be that which his highness most dreads (this is very ■ecret, sahib), the return of the old ruling family to the throne.” Through many traditions I knew Raj Kebab, the mighty founder of the royal family that had ruled Budhra- pore for a thousand years, up to the time, half a century before, when the East India Company installed hi power the new dynasty, which began with the present Rajah’s grandfather, and I had eeen in the Viceroy’s palace at Calcutta, kept as a relic, the flag which from the time of Raj Kebab down to the hist king descended from him had been ( the emblem of the Kehab dy nasty. Its design was a tiger worked i white embroidery upon a dark-green »uud. I rode home, and at the bungalow fertrnd Khatra Ahab, the shikari, await ing me in the compound. He was ynAster of his craft. He knew the b^/its of all the jungle beasts and Could read the tokens of their goings *rad coinings ns surely as the white man rends the business signs In the city streets. Before 1 had time t« *peak with him I was hailed from the ■verandah by Captain 110111 Murdoch, 'Chief of the Budhrapore police, who had ridden with his orderly from Ca- Tamhat that morning. After bidding Tiim welcome I questioned Khatra as ■tQ,Cihe truth of the report of a mau- •eating tiger in the Xahrabad jungle. “I have seen him, - ” the shikari nn- rered. •“Watching from a tree, I nv him pass not twenty paces away. )n that day he carried off my cousin’s rife from the rice field. He had feast ed and had no need to k.U, but he looked at me. Sahib, his color! 1 swear by ’Krishna, he was white. And his eyes! The color of a tiger’s eyes In daylight is yellow, but his were red —as red ns the blood smears on his Jowls. When I saw his tracks I know them, for 1 had seen them before. Sahib, it is useless to follow him, for he is a ghost tiger. His lair Is in the haunted city of Nahrabad.” “Then to Nahrabad we will go for him,” exclaimed Captain Murdoch, who was famous as a hunter of big game. “Ghost or no ghost, white or striped, well wait for him there to- Xiight. If lead fails we’ll try a silver illet. I suppose, major, you can fend a gun?” “Two, if you wish,” I returned. 44 Khatra. you know the tiger’s path. "You will guide us this afternoon to where we shall watch to-night by the Nahrabad ruins.” The shikari tried to object, but I overruled his objections, and he un- rlllingly agreed to be our guide. The i details having been arranged, I had time to talk with Murdoch. For sev eral months he had been unusually | busy suppressing the dacoits who, at the beginning of the year, had started their annual carnival of robbery and murder in the Rajah’s domininons. He had broken up the principal band, mid. so far an could be known, those of the outlaw* who had not been killed outright were iu jail awaiting le trials which would determine ther they should be hanged or at to penal servitude in the Andn- lans. One only had escaped, Nadraj. their chief, and no search could dis cover his hiding place. .«pi* death or capture would be ['worth more than that of all the rest of the band,” Murdoch said. “There won’t be an end of daeolty in Budhra- 1 pore so long as he is alive.” Everybody In Budhrapore knew of Itadraj, and most people, native or European, had cause to dread him. A 1 high-born Hindu, fanatically hating rerything associated with the English l yule in India, his crimes and cruelties [ had-J)een inspired as much .by hatred l and "revenge as by desire of plunder. 'Native mothers stilled their children jth the threat of his name. As he la utterly desperate, even the Rajah jgelf, who favored the English, [could not be safe from the chance of | assassination while Nadraj was at I large. “I can’t think where he can be con cealed,” the captain continued. “If he were friendly to the Rajah I could un derstand, but his Majesty has the greatest motive of any one for wishing him off the earth. Do you knoiv that this dacoit is of the old royal family— a lineal descendant. It is said, of Raj Kehab? If the old dynasty had not been overthrown by the help of the English he might be Rajah of Bndhra- pore to-day. We are going to his an cestral city to-night to wait for the tiger.” Our preparations for the hunt were simple—two heavy rides, a haversack with provisions, and a mat to sit on. We made our start for Nahrabad in the afternoon and rode to a little village at the jungle's edge, where the people had already gathered the wood for the lires which they would burn at night to keep the tiger away, Leaving the horses there in charge of the captain’s orderly, we walked along the bullock path which led through a dense Jungle to the ruined city. An hour’s walking brought us to a vpot where the path emerged into an open, grassy space. On the right, across * nullah, a ruined wall encircled the face of an eminence, and a vast heap of fallen stone rising like a hill within it was Nahrabad, Raj Kebab’s city. Wild vines and bushes hid the ruin in places, and a few trees had forced their way into the open among the stones of the fallen walls. Here and there a carved column or stretch of wall stood in place. Far up in the ruins, at the very top, there rose from the debris two marble posts, with the capstones still resting upon them. Here had been the main entrance of the Rajah’s palace, and from It a rock stairway, on which ten men might have marched abreast, could be traced down to a broad platform where a gate had opened in the city Avail. The gate and its posts Avore gone, but a flight of steps, with the hewn stones broken and awry, but still in place, remained, leading from the platform down to the foot of the slope beloAr the Avail. Be tween the foot of the Avail and the nullah, Avhieh once had been a moat, there was a thick -growth of jungle shrnbs as high as a man’s shoulders. "With Khatra lending, we went cau tiously on until ho paused at a line of bent and trampled grass Avhere ■some large, soft-footed creature had made a patlnvay betAA-een the jungle and the nullah opposite the gateway. Wc fol- loAvod the path into the nullah, which was swampy at the bottom. On the hard ground the tracks Avere invisible to the white man's eye, hut hen- they Avere deeply Imprinted in the moist soil, the great paws of a tiger, which, not many hours before, had descended from the jungle into the nullah and thence up the other side to the foot of the broken steps leading to the gate way. “The tiger Is at ’home,” the Shikari said. "If he comes out to range to night lie Avill pass here. We must aAvalt his coining beyond the nullah.” We wont back across the nullah to 'chose our places. The sun was near its setting, and we had no time to lose. About thirty yards from the brink was a korinda bush large enough to -shelter us all. We crawled under this, and the long, horizontally growing branches, with their tips drooped to the ground on every side, made a perfect place •of concealment. Through the leafage we cut loopholes from which we could command the path on both sides of the -nullah and the steps and gateway ■beyond. This done, we opened the haversack, ate our supper and settled ourselves for waiting. The sun had plunged doAvn behind the ruins, and soon the blackness of the Indian night hid the ruined city a hundred yards flAVay. The very stars were shut from our view by the overlapping branches above our heads. We tipped our rifle sights with phospoms in order that they might readily be caught In the darkness, and then made ourselves as comfortable as possible. There were the usual night noises of the Jungle, and our ears quickened at the rustling of small animals In the grass about us. but there was no sound to Indicate that the tiger had come forth. In an hour the round moon came up behind us. flooding the scene with light, and the shikari, crouching behind me, tpuched my arm. “See sahib! Below the wall, to the left of the steps.” Just above the tops of the bushes, between the nullah and the foot of the wall, a white spot was moving, as if afloat In the air, toward the steps that led down from the gateway to the ground. “What is it, Khatra?” I whispered, but the shikari did not answer. With puzzled curiosity Murdoch and I watched the thing slowly skirling the foot of the wall. It was not difficult to understand that a superstitious na tive should see In it the spirit of Raj Kehab patrolling the bulwark of his city. Up in the ruins Iavo jackals, chasing each other nhoni the palace steps, suddenly checked their play, paused j iu an attitude of listening and slunk away out of view. The shikari, crouching behind me, trembled vio lently. Turning our gaze upward. Murdoch and-I looked at the palace doorway, where a uoav figure had ap peared. The capstone on Avhieh, by tradition, Raj Kebab’s tiger emblem stood carved in marble, had in the d.iylight rested level S!’.'! bare upon the posts. Now upon the capstone, in the full rays of the moon, Avhite as the marble beneath It, the form of a tiger Avas silhouetted against the night sky. For a few long seconds while wc waited and wondered, it remained like a statue of alabaster, then in an in stant vanished. It Avas all very queer and eerie. “It is no delusion; we both saw hint. What do you think?” I Avhlspered to Murdoch. “We’re here to shoot whatCA'er comes,” the captain answered. “If it isn’t a trick of imagination, if that’s the felloAY that made the tracks in the nullah, he should show up next at the gateway. Ha! Avhat’s that—be low the AA'all, at the foot of the steps? The tiger can’t have gone doAvn there so soon! It’s a man—and he’s going up into the city.” In the excitement of watching the apparition on the capstone avc had taken no further thought of the Avhite object afloat ahoA’e the bushes, until noAV, emerging into the open space at the foot of the steps, it took form of the turban of a tall man iu native garb, Avho began to ascend the steps to the gateAvay. As bis head and shoulders rose above the landing he looked around, bringing his profile into view. Murdoch started. “Khatra!” he whispered, shaking the trembling shikari, “tell me who it is you see!” “Captain sahib,” the answer came qnlveringly, “it is the spirit of his great ancestor, Raj Kehab. It is Nadraj.” The man went on, stepped upon the lauding and stood upright, while his shadow, stretching across the platform before him. fell upon a square-faced upright stone. A pale something crept like a giant snake, t^en suddenly en larging enormously, shot forward in a white streak Avhieh gathered upon and overwhelmed too tall figure at the lauding. The sound of a man’s cry of alarm was lost hi the deep-throated note of a tiger’s snarl, as the two went together down to the pavement A savage shake, the sound of crunching bone, heard plainly by us a hundred yards aAvay, and the tiger, rising to his feet, lifted his head, and with eyes gloAviug Avith opaline flames looked 'OA'er his victim across the nollah as if In challenge to us. Our rifles were already sighted upon, him, and avc Bred together. Through the smoke we saw the tiger rise into the air above the man, fall half way down upon the steps beloAv, and roll to the bottom. Before the rattle of our shots had died away among the ruins he lay outstretched and motion less at the foot of the steps, while at the top the head of the man ho had killed, hanging limply over the edge «f the landing, seemed peering down -at his slityea:. We reloaded our rifles, crawled fnmi under the hush, and w/-ut over to where the tiger Avas lying. By the light of a torch a\-o examined the mys terious beast Avhieh had terrified Hie Rajah -and his kingdom. Its hair was inilk-AA'hite from nose to tail tips, and its eyes the color of red-hued irises. It needed no naturalist to tell us that the rarest of jungle trophies, an albino tiger, had fallen to our guns. “I am an old man and have hunted the jungle for all my days,” said the shikari, “but never have I seen or heard of anything so wonderful.” Them we AA’ent up the steps to the landing where the dead man lay. Mur doch lifted the head—the meet was broken—and as Khatra held the torch down .to the upturned face they both exclaimed together, “It Is Nadraj. ’ We laid the dead dacoit out on the platform, Avith his folded turban cov ering his face, and went hack to the tiger. The threat of death would not have induced Khatra to touch the body, but he held the torch Avhile Murdoch and I skinned the beast. We carried the skins by turn through the jungle to the village, and, after informing the people that the tiger AA-as dead, rode back to the bungalow. With a squad of police summoned from Caramabat, Murdoch and I next morning Avent to Nahrabad. where, having fully Iden tified him as Nadraj, we buried the dacoit chief by the side of the nullah, at the foot of the old wall cf the city his ancestors had reigned. Our white tiger skin was one of the year’s wonders In India. It had seemed pure white in the night, but in the clear daylight the markings of the ordinary tiger could be seen faintly indicated by clouded streaks, like light crayon peueil'ngs on the Avhite ground color. The Rajah was delighted with what we had done, and he sent tAvo splendid emeralds to Murdoch and me in appreciation Oi our service in ridding his dominions of the ghost-like dis- t irber of the royal peace. He greatly desired the skin and repeatedly asked us to name a price for it, but Murdoch and I held it Avith the intention of pre senting it to her Majesty the Em press at a convenient time. But we delayed too long, for it vanished from the bungaloAv one day in my absence, and no search could recover it. I sus pect that the Rajah and his priests could have accounted for its disappear ance. Hold in their custody, they Avould regard it as a hostage against future reincarnations of Raj Kehab. But nothing we could do helped the matter, and Murdoch and I had to re gard the Rajah’s emeralds as recom pense for the loss of our priceless trophy.—Washington Post. An Inrnuio Prom CartOrMnca*. The im-om- of the British Postofilce f-om moncv - envelope* having no or insufiicJent address is $JU,000 or $35,000 a day. 'The *TT HAIR BOWS. Hair boAvs grow larger. If only one lie worn, at the nape of the neck, it may be immense. Two boAvs arc but the “hunting Lair” of the horsey set over again. Broad alack ribbon is most sern, and among young girls is ubiquitous. One pretty girl tics her cresses at the neck with a yard and a quarter of Avhite seven-inch s.u!ii tafi't ia rib bon. Women as well as girls, wear ti e coil so Ioav on the hack of the neck that it rests on the shoulders. When girls are really tn.’.y grown up the boAvs are replaced by shell slides, though those who look young often cling to the boAvs.—Philadelphia Record. Hon Is worlh several pounds of cure. It is better to begin to take cure of complexions before they begin to show Avenr and tear. Don’t think it supernaturally vir tuous to disregard beauty. The divine gift of beauty is the second great bless, i jg of life—health being the iirst.- Washiugiou S‘.r.r. HOUSEHOLD AFFAIRS LONG-DISTANCE BELLES. It Is a familiar statement that Avomcn who go to the country for the summer seem to find more delight in their trips to toAvn than their sojourn at the summer resort. The frequency with which they come into toAvn depends cn their ingenuity iu inventing some press ing necessity for seeing the dress maker, the dentist or the doctor. It is usually the dentist Avho serves them best as an excuse, for he may be made the pretext for a visit to town at any time. The superiority of the girl who goes oftenest to town OA’er her associates in the hotel is always noticeable. She shares temporarily the continued tri umph of the engaged girl, who, as ev erybody knoAVs, is looked upon by the other young women as worthy of envy iu the highest degree. Next to the girl Avho is engaged and the girl Avho goes oftenest to town, the girl Avho is most frequently called up on the telephone is regarded as a favorite of fortune. To lie called up on the long-distance ’phone from New York must mean something serious, summer boarders say. It is expensive enough to imply that the engagement Js almost ready to announce. To be called up once a week to the ’phone vriM fill the other jotting women at the teoJOl with excitement, Avhile to be called up daily fills the hearts of the others with chagrin, not excluding Iho engaged one and the one that goes oftenest to toAvn. It is only by these aTcm Ious methods that girts may he belles in Iho summer hotels to-day. The number of men in these places is so small and most of them are so young that actual superior ity among the girls struggling for their Attention is a hollow victory.—Indian apolis News. BEATTY DON’T. 4 ?. Don’t indulge in theln-ic-a-brae habit; it is responsible for more wrinkles am! crow's-feet than age or illness. Don't scorn lo learn of an almond- eyed Japanese the seems of retaining a smooth, unfurroAved face. The se cret is that she displays nothing in the drawing room except a lovely flower and a screen. Don't, get tired if yon care to preserve the pristine beauty of a rose-leaf com plex ioR. Dou't shop—that is, don’t shop the whole day long in feverish excitement, running bargains to earth. Not only are dress and temper mined, but com plexions as avcIL Don’t wear gloves too new or too ohL New ones cause Avrinkles because of their newness; old one* because of their AA-ius.t of respectability. Gloves are worn too much anyway. Don’t always lie doing something; have intermittent attacks of idling. Don’t neglect the afternoon “forty winks.” If j’on don't rest your mirror AA’il] show a uoav line in your face ev ery day. Don't sleep with the hand under the cheek; it Avill numb and Avriukle the skin. Don’t let the jaw drop just at the moment of falling asleep; it tends to make lines on either side of the mouth Don't use poAvder on the face. It digs Us Avay into every line and digs it deeper ami deeper. Don’t he afraid of friction face; freshness is produced tepid bath in Avhieh bran has stirred followed by long friction. for the by the been This keeps the Mood at the surface. Don't indulge in the essentially femi nine habit of “knitting the brow;” take life less strenuously. Don’t always be thinking of some thing. Sometimes think of nothing. Don’t let a day pass Avithout relax ing limbs, muscles and expression. Don’t fret and don’t Avorry—these are the best cosmetics. Worry is called our national disease, and “Amerlcan- itls” is its distinctive name. Don’t “putter;” either Avork, rest or play. “Puttering” is tAvin sister to Avorry ing. Don’t put too much of yourself into the ordering of the household or the management of the servants if yon Avish to keep fagged cheeks and hol low eyes at a distance. Don’t get Avildly excited if Bridget has neglected to dust the legs of the hall table. Neither the welfare of your family nor that of the nation is in volved. Don’t exhaust al] your reserve force over petty cares. Each time that a Avomnn loses control over her nerves she moves a fraction of an Inch farther on In the path that leads to premature old age. Don't forget that an ounce of preven- Uovdofr Chat: Mrs. Elizabeth Caplinger died In West Virginia, leaving sixt?en children, sixty-tAvo grandchildren and ninety- t ii roe gren t -gra udehild re 11. “Carmen Sylva,” the Queen of Ron* mania, is now busy on a play the text of Avhic-h is said to be that marriages between peasants and princes arc, to all right-minded person-, against nu- The laic .u-et ThDivv::: was one of ihe best-known Norwegian Avriters; her last novel lias jusi made its pos thumous appearance. She was a pupil of Bjorusou and slcpmcther-in-laAV of Ibsen. Mile. Eve Humbert, daughier of the woman of the phantom iniiiio!-.?, is now said to be living in a charming little German nook in the valley of the Worn- and near the Westphalian Avood The mother of President Loubet of France still manages the farm at Lti Tcrrasse, Marsnune, Avhere the Presi dent was horn. The old lady, te Avhom the President is devoted, is over ninety, but is still bale and hearty. Elsie Ward, the young New York artist Avho recently Avon the $3000 com mission to make a drinking fountain for the St. Louis World’s Fair grounds, spent her childhood on her father s Missouri farm. She was born in How ard County and lived there till a tew years ago. Maine claims the oldest living trip lets in the United States. They are Mrs. Sarah A. Fossett, Mrs. Mary A. Fossett and Mrs. Martha Hayes, all widows. The first tAvo married broth ers. These triplets Avere horn on June 20, 1823, and have celebrated their eightieth birthday. Mrs. Emily Goodrich Smith, Avho died at Waterhury, Conn., recently, in her seventy-third year, Avas the daughter of Samuel GrisAA’old Good rich, Avho was knoAvn years ago in lit erature as “Peter Parley.” She did considerable Avriting herself. Her grandfather Avas a Revolutionary of ficer. Princess Victoria Louise, Emperor William’s youngest daughter, is taking a course in cooking under the direction of the clmf of tin* imperial kitchen. The princess has a small kitchen of her oavu, and nas already mastered the art of bread making. She also made some German seed cakes Avhieh Avere served on her faiher’s table. TABLE LINEN. Irish crochet centrepieces and effect ive work set into a colored linen cloth is the latest novelty in nanery. The colored cloth, lie it faint coral pink or the new malachite green, ts Intended for a luncheon spread, for the evening: a Avhite cloth Avith iniets of crochet at the centre and corners is correct. Odd, neAV ornaments are Noah’s arks in sil ver. All sorts of animals and birds, modeled beautifully, are made to form a Avindiug procession among the flower vases, either on the centrepiece or just beyond it. Brightly colored Indian, Persian, Chinese and Japanese strips* are, too, very decorative, perhaps with out any Avhite cloth at all. With air this nothing gay and arrostive in china is requisite or in happy taste, A sim ple hut good Avhite set is smart, with the monogram or crest upon it iu color. —Washington Star. ECONOMICAL Marketing and MARKETING, economy are, or should be. synonymous terms. A prop er conception of the meaning of the- word economy is necessary in order ti* grasp the fulness of either term. Econ omy in buying means to pay as much ns a thing Is worth and no more. Ju dicious marketing means purchasing- tilings in their host condition and iu their season and iu nor buying more or less of perishable goods than Avhat if* needed for each d^y. Violation of this most essential ml. is a source of much waste of money. Economy does not mean stinginess. Enough is enough- Geuerosity does not consist in a lavish, superfluity of food or drink. Flour, grains and dried fruit wilV* keep for au indefinite time if stored in a dry place. Beef and mutton siiouht lie kept iu a dry, cool place for some time before cooking, but veal and lamlv should be cooked avIicu freshly killed. Fish and vegetables cannot be bought too fresh. Poultry should be cooked when fresh, but game requires more- time to develop the flavor. The best place to marker is at tin- large stores, where there is a large pa tronage and quick sales. In smaller stores goods get stale by standing sj long on tbe shelves. ., n K The real lace coat is the quintessence of elegance—and costliness. Ohrysopraso—that lovely green stone -is pushing the ubiquitous turquoise hard in’the race for favor. Pepper red is a uoav shade. We all know that daring, brilliant hue. Very effective in touches and if property handled. White pongee is gaining favor for the morning goAvn. It seems to have a bit more body than china silk, «uid the weave is more fascinating. Having all the charm of weave of the linen canvas, and the softness and finish of a surah silk, surah linen is hound to lie a blue ribboner. The ubiquitous lace collar is giving AA'av to the one of cambric or batiste. NEW WINDOW DRAPERIES. By economy is not meant to buy tho cheapest or the highest priced foods. In meats the cheapest is not the most economical, since it is apt to be inferior and tough, in Avhieh case it would be- the most expensive. The old saying that the best is the cheapest applies es pecially to meats.—American Queen.. The question of Avimlow and arch way draperies is a particularly five one to the present day householder.. We are entering upon Avhat an Euglisli writer terms “a renaissance of interior decoration,” and the flood tide of French and Italian designs that mark all new fabrics quite sustains his con clusion. There is no phase of this study in Avhieh the impulse of iimn- tion is felt more strongly than in that Avhieh deals Avith hoav draperies and their counterfeits, Avail papers. Tlie- richest of to-day’s novelties in furni ture coverings and draperies are all hi: combinations that imitate the subdued tones of the late sixteenth and seven teenth centuries. Moire damask iu palest tan, or the green of the mignon ette. over Avhieh are 1 mpressloubWi • cream or,pink flowers, and designs in leaf and scroll that unite the pa!*» shades of green, blue, rose and brown?' is.Ii tans, is conspicuous. In all the neAv brocades and damasks, wnoili t- costly or of medium grade, anti &gai:i repeated in iacc embroideries, \utJlJ papers and the more beautiful cr ( -’ tonnes, the tendency is ttAwml the ex quisitely detailed coimuilionnl garland and basket and lover’s knot designs which characterized French decora- elahorately hand-embroidered. Here is another opportunity for the ueft needle- Rons of every class for 100 or more- Avomau. A woven bead covering is now the stunning thing in parasol handles. Not a bad idea. One might make several of these covering* to go Avith different costumes and thus bring her parasol into harmony with many gowns. The new handkerchief sleeve is most 1 elegant and yet quite simple of con- struction; the top portion is plain and light fitting and readies to the elbOAV | years preceding Napoleon. At the saun* lime there is to bo seen in draperies of high texture, and on embroidered iter curtains, a revival of Venetian ami Florentine ornament,—Harper's Bazar.. w u and Avould almost be better for a lining -than the handkerchief-shaped frill would bo stitched to the outside aud the lining felled over it. Wide girdle belts are popular. They are very pretty and becoming for the long-waisted Avoinun, but for her short- Avaisted sister they are a miserable failure. Panne velvet is the chosen material for most of the girdles, though wide sash ribbons are also used. Those made of the ribbons are pleated front and back Avith long ends tied behind in a how and fringed. Daintiness aud simplicity mark a negligee of Avhite crop do chine, Avhieh is made over pale liberty silk. It is gathered with half a dozen shirringa into the figure, aud the nock has a deep collar of the soft crape, Avhieh is turned back, sboAving a prettily draped effect of pink liberty silk, arranged like a crossed flehu. The sleeves are cut into several deep points and do not ex tend even to the elboAvs, but beneath these are closely lilted liberty silk sleeves Avhieh rutile iu a delightful mousquetuire fashion to the wrist. Encouraging Builder*. To encourage the erection of beauti ful residences in Paris the authorities UAvard three gold medals nnuunily to the designers of the most artistic dwel lings. The owners of those homes axe relieved of half their annual tuxea. Surprise Sausages-This is a nice breakfast dish. Halve some sausages (one-half pound) and remove their skins. Coat each piece with wcll- nmshed potato, then egg and bread crumb each one; fry them in boiling fat. Drain aud serve on a paper doily; garnish prettily Avith parsley. Highland Sconces—To one pound of flour nlloAv four ounces of fresh butter. Rub it in thoroughly; then add a« much hot milk mixed Avith two beaten eggs as AA’il I make a soft dough. Mix quickly, roll out, cut into shapes amt bake on a hot griddle or a thick frying pan. Serve hot, cut open and buttered. Kidney Toast — Gently stew thre** sheep's kidneys in a little Avater until perfectly tender, then remove all skin and gristle and pound them in a mortar with one ounce of butter till they form a smooth paste. Squeeze a little Icinnn into them and season highly Avitii pep per and salt. Spread (he paste on nice ly buttered toast and serve very hot. Sardine Eggs—For each egg to lx* used alloAV Iavo sardines. Boil the eggs hard and take out the yolk* carefully, without breaking the whites. Scald: tiie sardines, season Avith salt,* cuyeuue and lemon juice; chop very small aud thou pound Avith butter and yolks of eggs. Fill the boiled AA'hites of egg* Avith this mixture; press together ami serve, when set and perfectly cold, 0111 lettuce leaves coated Avith aspic Jelly.