Evening Star Newspaper, March 3, 1894, Page 19

s THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, MARCH 3, 1894-TWENTY PAGES FOR THE LITTLE TOTS: Bath Robes and Dressing Gowns Both Becoming and Comfortable. NEEDED IN THE WARDROBES Various Kinds of Robes and How | to Make Them. COLORS AND MATERIALS) > Written Exclusively for The Evening Star. ATH ROBES ARE absolute in the wardrobes of well-cared-for littie large and loose, so as to be easily thrown on. The most popu- lar pattern is like that shown in the first cut. It is cut all in one piece, sack- shape, and fastens across from the right —. side to the left. A Jong rolling collar firishes off the neck, and the sleeves are bell-shaped. It is con- ined at the waist by a heavy cord and tassel. AY One Piece. necessities | tots. They are made | Red and white stripes make very effective @ TuMe of the lace, at the head yoke and is finished off by a rosette in of which | a twisted piece of ribbon outlines the SUCH A SWEET DEAR front. The full sleeves have wrists finished | in the same manner, and the hem of the skirt is ornamented similarly. In Turquoise Blue. No. 6 has a turquoise blue wrapper, which is trimmed in silk and ribbon of the same shade. It is cut all in one, but has a short- waisted effect. The pointed yoke and front are filled in with silk, and the twisted strap of ribbon which crosses the front and ends with two rosettes is made of ribbon to match, The sides of this wrapper, which berder on the full front, are lined with silk and are caught back and held in place by a rosette. The shirred yoke is bordered by a pleating which is wide on the shoul and narrows down to a point in front. Pale Lilac. The rather theatrical little picture shown colors for this little robe, and the cord in the seventh picture is arranged in a and tassel should match. Fer a Growing Boy. A dressing gown for a boy of from eight to fourteen represented in illustration | number two. Biue 2nd white polka dotted | fiannei is the material, and plain blue is used for the over-cuffs and revers. The | cord about his waist is also blue. This is | ect with cnly under arm seams, and is | very comfortable and loose. The collar is | cut of the dotted goods, over which a | smaller collar of the blue material is placed. ‘The cuffs and revers are made in the same Way. | | Walting Her Ta The pretty little lady In the third cut is waiting her turn in a plain light pink wrapper that sets off her blonde hair to perfection. It is made with a Watteau back, which continues above the neck and thus forms a high collar, which is cut low in front. The front of the gown is gathered on the shuwuers and falis straignt from Beck to Moor. wrapper of a pale shade of lilac. front and the lower parts of the sleeves are made of lilac, white and pale green flower- ed silk. The silk is gathered at the neck and shoulders and falls down so as to form | w: a yoke which is plated down to the waist | line and then falls straight to the bottom of; began to stride back and forth, kicking | the gown. The back is cut princess and the| chairs and ottomans out of his way and neck is finished off by a ruffle of lace. pretty crimson shade. Hubbard and has a dainty quilling about | the edges of the collar, cuffs The full A Blanket Wrapper. A blanket wrapper is next shown. It is cut from a double blanket that has a gaily | colored border. | made from a red blanket with a black bor- ) der, or from a gray one with a pink or vel- low border. with perhaps a pleat or two at the neck. This one has a double box pleat in the vack and a hood. The top of the hood, the collar | and cuffs are cut from a piece of the bor- der. jot the wrapper. A pretty wrapper can be They are.cut plain in ‘ront The border also runs around the skirt wee 24 LB Hy A Crimson Mother Hubbard. The last little girl wears a wrapper of a It is made Mother | edge of the opening down the front. Other | pleatings of ribbon | row is put on the edge of the skirt ‘ other much higher up. | | Drying Her Halr in Comfort. rk-haired little girl next shown d her hair wasned and is going nned while she is comfortabi new wrapper. It is a gr sry prettily and trimmed darker shad It is cut the neck in or r colar and belt. edged with wide ruftl large pleats in the i t extend from the ane the necessary fulln yes are large and full, and are @athered in at the wrist to a cuff. neck teeth All in White. little mis: has a white cream- cular yoke is was Carl known, save that he was a Hessian bern, was manager of the menagerie at Cassel trim the skirt. One coe A Cartosity in Wood. | From Harper's Bazar. In a retired street in Cassel siands an old-fashioned roomy house, the depository | jof the Natural History Museum of Hessen. | The most unique and interesting cf the | varicus collections is the so-called Holzbi- | bliothek, or library of wood, consisting of | 346 volumes in folio, octavo and Juodccimo, made from trees growing in Wilh Park, and representing 120 ge’ species. red morocco shield bearing the common and | scientific name of the tree, the class and species to which Linnaeus, specime peculiar to it, a bit of the rind or bark, elinshohe On the back of each volume is a belongs according to s of the moss and lichen if it is resinous a drop or two ef the The upper edge shows the young wood cut crosswise to exhibit the rings and pith, while the under edge is of old wood, cut in the same manner, changes which take place in the texture as the tree gains in age and size. cov to illustrate the ‘The top Attached Under this is given the de- eit, ob- nable from a cubic inch of dry wood in coal, its diminished size and weight charred, and the properties of the leaves, ‘The author of this really marvelous work Schiedbach, of whom little is to 1786, was bailiff of the domain senstein, now Wilhelmshohe, in and died in 1816, leaving a widow, but no children. The library remained in Schiedbach’s pos- session until 17%), when {it passed into the hands of Landgraf William IX of Hessen, for the consideration of a life annuity of about sixteen hundred mark: Fuseli in his Art Lexicon sa: “At first ys: Carl Schiedbach fed tame and wild beasts in Cassel; but afterwards, turning his at- tention to science, he raised himself in a | short time by means of talent and enor- mous diligence to the position of one of the greatest scientists in Germany. preciated him, and tried to induce him to go to France, but in vain. Buffon ap- He was a me- ical genius, and though he never had sson in drawing or painting, he was a , connoisseur in art.” hall. he would know that no matter to what depths he had sunk help him up. I thought him either very feeble or very “full” as they came up the hall, and the shock was almost overwhelm- ing when, on being introduced to me, he grasped my extended hand and yanked it detested by six feet high. and on the} and the! . E. 8. dian era and 441 | the front | | beastly boah, I do assuah you. The intertor of | dations beastly. Senora Sara Meets a Genuine Swell, AND DOES NOT APPROVE OF HIM How Wealth May Spoil a Real Nice Man. SOME CAUSTIC COMMENTS Written Exclusively for The Evening Star. ARA,” SAID DICK Monday night, “I'm going to have Wal- ter Winn up for a few days this week.” “Well.” That's the word I used in reply, but you know the inflection is what makes it count, and in this instance it didn’t seem to fill the bill. I really could not see the ne- cesity for the infor- tell the truth. Dick has some- body “up” two-thirds of the time, and as his friends are always welcome I could not see why a change should be of particular interest to me. “It isn’t ‘well’ was Dick’s peevish re- Joinder, and I laid down my pen and turned to inquire the cause of his truculent temper. “It is, in fact, about as bad as bad can be.” And Dick began jabbing his paper knife in my favorite lily jar, to the utter destruction of my precious bulbs. “You know Walter Winn was first in our class, and the profes- sor was mighty proud of him, while the women nearly smothered him with flowers when he delivered the prize oration on a ‘Manly Man.’ Since then Walter has been all over the world. The governor left him a pile of money and expressed a wish that he spend two years in travel. The boys were saying at the club the other night that we would have a gieat time when Walt got back, becauseshe has seen so much and can talk so well. He used to be so bright and manly, so ambitious, yet thoroughly un- spoiled, that we actually loved him. When we got word at the club that he would be mation, to here this week, we nearly had a row over | who should have him first, and when it was decided by lot, I drew him.” Dick concluded with a groan in which was | real tragedy. “Well, if you don’t want him, why don’t you turn him over to one of the others?” my natural query. ‘Good heavens, I wish I could; and Dick doubling Jonah in a yelping heap in the} corner. “I offered to do it and foot the bills into the bargain, but they wouldn't have it | that way. He came yesterday, with his ‘boxes’ and his ‘man.’ What's that? One o'clock? I promised to meet him at the club at two. I say, Sara, you'll treat him respectably and not let the girls guy him to his face,” and Dick slammed the door till the bric-a-brac danced a jig. As Dick had failed to elucidate, I naturally concluded that the impending guest ought to be a disciple of Luther Benson's, pethaps. Being bent on missionary work, I arranged—in my mind—for an evening under the benign min- istrations of Moody and Sankey, as a pos- sible antidote for the poison of which 1 de- cided that this son of sin had supped, and when he was properly “mellowed” I doubted not the “gold cure” might present attrac- tions. True to Dick, I sent the girls off to Baltimore, because I argued it was better that they should not come in contact with such a man, and the visit had been planned for some time, anyhow. A Curious Sort of Man. Dick and his friend came a little after 6. I was waiting impatiently for them in the I wanted to welcome the boy so that we were willing to up to my chin with the pump-handie shake and automatic bow. | ¢, delighted, I assuah you,” gibbered roy this “bright, ambitious” limb of masculin- ity, and all of a sudden it dawned upon me that Dick's friend was not a sot whose diseased appetite might be cured, but a cad, than which there is nothing more piti- ful in all this Wide, wide world. One of those creatures who is despised by those above him, distrusted by those on his own level, those beneath him. ‘Thank heaven, our Dick is a man, every inch of him, and that is a whole lot, for he stands I shouldn't wonder if he makes a good many bad breaks, according to the rules of New York's 400, but never in all his life has he been called a snob, and he hates the whole class. Thus it was quite easy for me to divine the depths of his disgust when he found that his whilom bosom friend had degenerated in two years’ time till one could almost accept the inon- Key-man theory without question. Walter Winn looked like a lamp post appareled for conquest. How he achieved the metamor- phosis I cannot imagine. Two years ago he was a comely young fellow, rather ath- letic as to rowing, running and riding, high irited and seemingly high minded. There is a vacuum now where his mind used to be, and other ills seem to have followed in quick succession. There are his shoulders, for instance. From his neck. to his elbows is a regular toboggan slide. Then his high collar nearly hid his ears and just below the slightly turned-out points was the new | | old-fashioned stock of white lawn, tied butterfly fashion. He wore irreproachable When I looked at his head I con- He has a head shaped like an In- , running to a point on top. When he wore his hair a little long and tossed back it hid that defect. He had adopted tion. | the George Fred Williams style of parting it in the middie and combing it down over his temples till he looks like Running An- telope or Ignacio. The vacuous expression | of his countenance matches the aching void | in his head and is comparable to nothing but that inaneness that shrouds Tom Reed's face when the democrats are throwing clods at him, with the difference, of course, that Reed is thinking and Dick's friend only thinks he thinks. Dick excused himself to get into his din- ner dress. The boys were to do the ced honor at the club at 8. The hour chat I spent on that misguided youth is an hour wasted out of the precious few of my I'fe. I can soothe a fretful baby, play marbles ris of unripe wood, in the rough; the | with a small boy or talk foot ball to a under cover is planed ‘smooth: the fron edge shows the polished grain, and also the , and simply experimented. fungi to which the tree is liable when in | 29 level at frat 4 the stages of decay or disease. to the front edge is a cubic inch of mature | wood, on which is noted its specific weight | Sa%64 at me Went pressed yawn and lift when the sap is flowing in the early spring, | ‘PT, “Shoulders, he replied, languidly : again in midsummer, and still again when thoroughly dry. gree of heat, Reaumur and Fahreni ta a cubic foot of space, that given out by the same quantity when it becomes a slow- ing when tree, together with a description of the soil | levels. in Which it flourishes best. the book or box contains a complete his- tory of the tree, especially of the organs | one hus horrible experiences. of nourishment youth, but with this creature I could find I tried to interest myself in his travels, so asked him if he enjoyed going about. He gazed at me sleepily through his monocle, Such a Shame. “My dear madame, traveling is a boah; a It is vuigah to notice scenery,because it’s all alike, don't you know. Only cut on a different pattern, rocks and hills, and hollows, and a few Cyahs are dusty, dining accommo- Hotels horrid. People you meet up with a’h common. On shipboard Why, once, and fructification. There | J assuah you, when my man failed to book | are capsules with seeds, the germ-bud with | rootlets and first leaves in various stages of developinent, | the flower from the tiny bud to the perfect | blossom, the fruit from the embryo to its full maturity, and last of all a skeletonized ent. me in time, I had to share my cabin with a branch with |g man who actually wore night robes in- stead of pajamas, and instead of changing his shirt each morning, changed his collars and cuffs. Most extraordinary! The odah of the machinery was most offensive. Quite made me ill, Unless you have to, don't travél. Great boah, indeed it is!” And this from a man whose feet had pressed the sofl of every. known clime! L hoped to have better luck with horses and dogs. I remembered that he u to be fond of both, in fact, was quite noted cross-country rider, and could take a pretty stiff fence, but I fell down again. “I do not ride,” he responded, wearily. “It is so very boisterous, don’t you know; gets one excited, and disarranges one’s at- tire. Actually, the last time FP rode I per- spired. Horrible, isn’t it? I decided never to ride again. I go tooling sometimes when the days are bright. My medical man in- sists upon it as a matter of health, else I would not. It boahs me. There is such an odah about horses and dawgs. It quite overcomes me, don't you know. And so it was with foot ball, music, pic- tures and books. Actually, that young idiot had the face to tell me, between ili-sup- pressed yawns, which informed me that I was ‘a boah, don’t you know,’ that reading wearied him exceedingly, and so he had a man come an hour each day to read him o sleep! Finally, in sheer desperation, I asked this prince of cads if I might make him a cup of tea. “Thanks, awfully. So keyind of you. I am really quite faint for my favorite bev- erage. Make it weak, please. Do you know, when I am jaunting about my man always carries a tea basket, in which are a spirit lamp, tea kettle, cups and canister | of orange Peko, so that he can make my tea whenever I require it. The tea one gets when traveling is such vile slop. My man knows just how much to measure out for me, so that [ need never fear that it will be too strong. After several disappointing experiments he found a canister the lid of which holds just enough for one Lretv, It was quite a fortunate find, I assuah you. _I would not like to injure my system with strong drinks.’ 2 What w His Head. I wanted to scold him, but I refrained. Even an angle worm has its “use, and I thought that as for some inscrutable rea- son the Lord had let the creature live this long I would not interfere. The tea un- loosed his tongue and I found out at last what lueubration goes on inside the skull of a creature who thinks he Is thinking. It must be a curious jumble that takes place of the gray matter, and I don’t think scien- | tists can have classified it yet. I knew he | had been a long time in London, and it | Seemed as though there must be something there that he could talk about, so I asked what the English thought of the political situation here, and if he thought that Glad- stone would last much longer. I ought to have had more sense. “Politics! My deah madam, I don’t know anything about them. That is getting so beastly low, don’t you know. But as for Gladstone, I told my man it was getting dis- reputable, but I did not think that others would notice it. I fear I shall have to wait till I can cable to Lunnon for"— J hastened to assure him that it was not | his Gladstone bag that was the subject of my solicitude, but the premier of England. He looked immensely relieved, and sank back among the cushions with an ennuied air. He did not remember much about Gladstone, though he believed that he had seen him at a court function. If I really cared to know he would ask his “man.” Of course, I declined to trouble him to that extent. But if I cared to know about Hoole —I know Hoole very well, indeed. Very well, charming manners. Exquisite dresser. | Lovely man!"—and I learned after the ad- | jectives were exhausted that Hoole was his | London tailor! Then he got almost excited | telling me what a time he had getting his | topcoats just the right length and the proper slope to his shoulders. “Positively, I had engaged in vulgah ex- ercises so long that my shouldahs are quite squah don’t you know. ‘Pon honah, my tailor was quite perplexed until he found a way to pad my garments into the propah slope. It was when I decided to have the long-tailed cutaway coats added to my wardrobe. It is one of those distinguished- looking coats, don’t you know. One has to stand propehly or the wearing of this swell | style falls flat. I was quite worn out, but "pon honah, the fit 8 quite lovely.” Then he launched into a florid description | of a private school somewhere in the West End, where a “gentleman” in reduced cir- cumstances trains a select few in aristo- cratic dots and dashes, and it is quite the “propah capah” to submit oneself to his charges, if one T Wishes to be presentably veneered. The chief function of this private tutelage is to inculcate “dress-coat man- ners” and to instruct young cads how to ‘eliminate every atom of expression from their faces—how paradoxical!—and to stare | at the world as though it was empty of all \imbeciles except themselves. If this youth is an example, the school must be a bloom- ing success. I was never so happy in my life as when Dick put in an appearance and ‘earried the cad off to dinner. But it was not ‘until he drew his length up off the couch, where he had been sprawling, and toddled off in a vain effort to keep up with Dick's vigorous stride, that I got the full effect of this new school of senile agility. He has the true kangaroo droop to his back, and his walk is a cross between the stringhalt | ana danse du ventre, with a modified ver- sion of the corkscrew wriggle affected by young women just now. Not Days of Grace. | We were punished with the company of this young cad for three days. His trunks— ‘boxes he called them—came that same | night, under the care of his “man,” whom | | we could not accommodate, but he remain- ed at the hotel nearby. There were five; [only one of the “boxes” was opened at our house. Dick told me, however, that in each lone was a complete outfit of morning, af- jternoon and evening suits, with linen, handkerchiefs, ties, socks, &c.—‘socks” 1s the word that packed by the valet with regard to the probable requirements of the four other | houses where he was to visit. He wore no article of clothing the second time at our rouse, and when he left his valet. packed the trunk opened at our house and sent it to the hotel. The others went to the next ce where he was to stay. This gilded youth slept in silk pajamas that cost him $0 a suit. He had for each pair of his trousers white silk suspenders— beg pardon—“braces,” with gold buckles that cost $25 dollars a set. Each ®as ex- quisitely embroidered in flower designs. His smoking gown was a rich Indian silk, for which he paid $0 in Singapore. His gloves, such as the Prince of Wales always wears, and shoes had a leather case to themselves. His umbrellas and “sticks” yet another ‘ease, and his hat trunk was the largest of | all. His man arranged the elothes in the dressing case and wardrobe. There were exquisitely embroidered chamois cases for his pajamas, shirts, handkerchiefs, hose, | gloves and neckties.’ They were lined with white moire silk and perfumed with violets. His -totlet_ appurtenances came in a case themselves. They were of solid silver, anc Dick says they cost $600, He*brought his “tub” with him. He said it was alto- gether too hazardous an experiment get- ting into all sorts of bath tubs! In the three days at our house he never made an origi nal remark, never so much as picked up book, nor opened a newspaper. Dick gave him The Star damp from the press ihe sec- ond evening, but he declined it with a se- ‘nile shrug. | A Wine Precaution, “It smells, my deah boy, and it's such a dem’d boah, this reading habit. Nobody linen, with two small pearl studs, a white ; Who is anybody bothers with a beastly pa- satin waistcoat and his dress coat, trousers and patent leathers left nothing to be dce- | sired. cluded that there lay the line of demarca- puh, don’t you know. It excites one. Makes the heart beat fastah. And then the pahs say such nawsty things about a fel- lah.” And that set me to wondering if that was why Mr. Blount asserted that he “never | that | read newspapers, perhaps it was and I concluded a wise precaution at times. When Mr. Walter Winn left us, T had the | doors and dows thrown open and the , house fumigated. [ felt as though his ca- | tarrh-like utterances, jerked out in Saint | Vitus dance fashion, had contaminat, air, and I shall hate violets fore’ have been wondering ever since with one of a far too numerous type why God wasted a soul putting it in such a worthless tenement. Not that I objected to | the man's clothes—a woman likes to see a man elegantly dressed, but she does not want him to make dress the feature of his life and dwarf all else. I'm perfectly will- ing he should have every hour in the day if he 'kes. If he has the money to support that kind of extrava- gance, it is his privilege. It puts the cur- rency in circulation, and dcubtless in the end keeps the soul in many a poor body. | That is what money is for, to spend, tha’ people may be made comfortable and happy, and not to hoard in strong boxes. People who howl over the extravagances of the | rich are narrow-minded. They do not com- prehend that the flowers and the “feed,” the music and the rich appareling, which cost such immense sums, add just that much to the circulating medium, and that, if instead of indulging in these pleasures, the | money=is put away, just by so much the comforts of the poor are cut off; because ; without the labor of the poor the rich could not have their luxuries. And unless | the rich indulge, the porer has no call to exert his talent. My motto is to make the rich spend every dollar possible. But JI want, also, the man who does the Sol- omon act in the matter of raiment to be a manly man; one who has a vital interest in life—broad, breezy, hustling. 1 want him to know a good horse when he sees it and to be able to mount it with grace, or drive it with skill. I want him to know a yacht | from a yawl, and he should be up on foot ball and have boxing and fencing down fine. I would have him take a keen interest in politics, and know music and pictures and books by heart. And above all things this manly man should be frank and honest and have clean thoughts; not one whose con- versation leaves a bad taste in your mouth, or whose topics suggest cloves tu disguise | their bad odor. | Are there many such men? Thousands of | them! The universe fairly bristles with them. If it were not for the manly man, the old world would stand still and everything die of inanition. The imbecile who visited Dick couldn't wind his watch properly, so _how could he or any number of him keep | the world moving? And when his wealth is | gone he will be kicked aside like the dead skin of a snake, while the manly man will roll up riches and renown and be loved and honored to the end. SENORA SARA, Premature baldness be prevented and the hair made row on hi already bald by the use of Hall's Vegetable Sicilian Hair Renewer. the youth used—carefully | ry 19 WHAT SHE WILL WEAR —_-> The Many Pretty Things That Tempt My Lady to Extravagance. SOME HANDSOME SPRING STYLES Array of Materials With Fetch- ing Coiors and Stripes. GOODS THAT WEAR WELL ne Written Exclusively for The Evening Star. HAT SHALL MY jady wear when she puts aside her meta- phorical sackcloth and appears to the world again clothed as in the glory of the lilies? Easter is not very far away, and Easter and new gowns are as natur- ally served up to- gether as ham and eggs. And the fact of the matter ig one would hardly know that the Lenten season is here if it were not for the Easter cards in the windows. The counters are hid- den under an aurora borealis of tintings and every loom in the known world has ; aided in bringing discontent to the female heart. Discontent born of a desire to pos- sess all the pretty things, when she knows that only two or three of the shimmerings, beauteous creations at most can be com- passed by her. Yes, indeed! Lent is a season of self denial, and every woman knows it, every “storekeeper” in creation seems to gloat over her ungratified long- ings for pretty things, and there seems to be a regular trust conspiracy against her Swivel Silk happiness, since every show window is flaunting full of bright-hued temptations. The only wonder is that womén come through the trial as well as they do. It is a trial and*one in which there is often tragedy, for many a woman lays on the altar of expediency ail her artistic tastes and harmonious instincts when she goes about her spring purchases, knowing at the outset that the frail bright new tints and deceptive new fabrics are not for the slim purse of the frugal shopper. It does look, however, as though a measure of ar- ustic effort may be indulged in this sea- son, even if one does not write ones for- tune iri five or six figures. Gingham and Dimity. There are ginghams, for instance, when the challies and summer silks are not ly- ing around in juxtaposition, one wonders how anything can be any prettier than these ginghams. The colorings are in ex- | quisite tones, and are “fast” so far as the Wash tub is concerned, but one must look out for Old Sol. His fervent kisses will which he imported by the. gross | from Paris, were pearl gray for evening, | pa- | | they combine du change of raiment for | fade any color in art except the red on a painted cheek. A pretty old-fashioned fab- ric that has lain forgotten in dust-covered chests for nearly half a century is “dim- ity.” Now, it is very certain that a man and Russian tan for the day. His slippers | wrote the cyclopaedia, for it says of dimity, ‘a stout figured cotton fabric, used chietly }for bed hangings.” Stout, indeed! Why all! the heroines for a hundred years sighed and swooned in dimity dresses. Very scant skirted ones as to width, and saving of ma- terial at both top and bottom. Stout? Such utter nonsense! Why, every woman who ever fashioned swaddling clothes knows that half a dozen white dimity “slips” were an absolute necessity to the well being of the new little soul less than fifty years ago. Dimity fell into disfavor, however, and the preseni generation has known it only by tradition. The shop windows are full ef it now, and it is just as pretty as | pretty can be. Once it came only in white, with a tiny raised stripe in it, now it comes | mat it does not soil much more rea than summer silk. The new mat linings and lace, puckers and frills, only a third or at least a half as much. A Silk Season. This is to be a silk season. Everything, even the cottons, take on silken sheen. If . Silk Blouse. one has money to buy silk at say seveniy- five cents for the Japanese silks, it is not a bad bargain perhaps, but there is not much service to be got out of anything under that price. For evening wear the dainty creations and colorings called “silk,” but which are really jute and ravelings, and which sell as low as thirty-nine cents for very narrow material, will give very good satisfaction. They are light and airy, drape prettily, and when trimmed with lace ara rivbon are every bit as effective as the high- priced silks. When they have lost their freshness, they can be given to the small sister for doll dresses, without a pang. Only the very best silks will color weil, so that a medium-priced light silk is twice costly in that it is too good to throw away and not fit to make over. In wools, French chalile will be a favor- ite. It, too, comes with a dash of silk in it, sometimes just a pin dot to heighten the effect of a bunch of flowers, mayhap ; and not muss your clothes.” |sessor of a mother whose boast it in all the colors of the rainbow, and about six dozen shades that a_well-conditioned rainbow wouldn't father. It is as soft as lawn, but firmer, and is to be preferred to lawn. Some pretty satines are being shown, but they are not new in design, and the long-time favorite is quietly slipping into the background. Clitheroe is a new cotton fabric something like zephyr gingham, | but comes in corded effect. It is rery handsome, and is capable of graceful effects in draping. Canvas and the duck suitings will be as popular this season as last, but neither can be considered an economical fabric. After the first freshness is gone everything depends upon how such gowns are laundered, and the result is | usually displeasing. Both wash laces and embroideries will be used extensively on wash dresses. Some of the new effects In lace are wonderfully pretty, and best of ail with beauty. ilk Gingham. A new thing in semi-cotton fabrics termed swivel silk gingham, which material composed of cotton and silk, warp of cotton, filling of silk. It comes in stripes, Swivel is | water waves, diamond dots and hair lines, and is quite the prettiest thing offered for fair femininity in many a long day. It | comes generally in the new light shades of pink, green, blue, lemon and lavender. It has a sheen that is much prettier than real silk, and the material will wash very nicely. Of course that opinion has modifications. | 1 Omnipresent Serge. The delicate colorings always lose a bit of their freshness when dumped in a wash tub, no matter how “fast,” and nothing ever looks as smart after it is washed as before, except it be a pretty face. But if these “swivel” goods are made up like wash dresses, without linings, and are carefully washed in properly prepared water and with fine soap, and then are properly ironed, an investment in swivel silk gingham is not a losing affair, because it wears much better than lawn and far is aj | My ears dest aches bein’ told to be careful | to be made of soft silk. ent material and color if desired. What- (ever you do don’t put Stiffly starched dresses on little children. The seams jand dit” better than summer silk. It is said, too, stripe, or just a thread that looks as though it might have dropped there by mistake. These all-wool chaliies were never prettier than they are right now, and a good wool chajlie, no matter if dark or light, will wash like a china plate, and is good as long as a rag of it is left to make a chair cushion. Nobody ever makes a mis- take in buying a challie—or storm serge. This favorite comes on the stage again and is encored in the very daintiest shades. There never was a material quite like it. It is absolutely impervious to ill treatment. A grease spot is the only thing that will phase it, everything else slides off or can be shaken right out, and the grease spot fades before soap and water. The “blazer girl” will be as omnipresent this season in former years, and there will be more of her. She will wear serge, which will be purple and blue, brown and green, yellow made up as one would make silk, with | fifty | ber cent prettier than siik, while costing | | Many Little Things That Will and white. She will wear for a waist some sik d Lace. of the prettiest blouses that have been produced yet, and often a vest of white cloth gr duck. The blouses will be made of silk as a general thing—wash silk, and more comfortable or prettier styles were never fashioned than the neatly-made blazer suit. a One Wee Mai Just now it is quite the fashion to attire small women in frocks that copy their mamma's, but it is not altogether a good idea. A child should be simply and com- fortably clad—no more, no less. It is per- fect torment to a little one to be trussed up in garments which bring from careful | rrothers half-hour admonitions “to be sure One dear lit- tle maid who was the unfortunate pos- was that you might dust the corners of her rooms with a cambric handkerchief and not soil it, stood the continual “be careful” till her little soul was sore. One day when it One Wee Ma had come unusually frequent had been dressed for expected because she npany she came and leaned against her mother's knee. “Mamma,” ed, her small face full of concer: e any little children up in God's house?” Her mother assured her there were, and was rather startled by the next remark. “Well, I wish you'd tell Him to come wite now and det me.” “My blessed baby, don’t say that!” said the really loving mother, catching the child in her arms. “You surely don’t want to} go off and leave mamma all alone. ever put it in your head?” “You said, mamma, that God's people are angels, and angels don’t wear no dresses. What- of mine, and I'd like to be a till I get wested.” The mor: Here is a pretty little fr d's chillun vious. at ought . gingham or challie—some kind of material that wili wash nicely, and that needs no starch. The little bolero jacket may be of a differ- K scratch the tender flesh and make the child irritable, and it comes natural to call to them to “be careful and not muss” such clothes, and the first thing you know your little girl will be wanting “God to come er. coe No Interruption From Good News. Tired Housekeeper.—“There! The house is as neat as a new pin at last. I am going to take a nap. Try not to disturb me with your play, my pets.” Little Brother.—“What shall I do if any one calls?” Little Sister.—“No need to bother about that. No one ever calls when things are clean!” POINTERS FORWOMEN Bring Comfort to Housekeepers. ADVICE WORTH LISTENING TO How to Keep in Good Health and FOR BIG AND LITTLE FOLKS ——__.—___ Written Exclusively for The Evening Star. One of the few times in life when a wo- man wants to be a man is on a rainy Gay. The disconsolate manner in which a wo- man’s wet skirts flap about her heels makes it a matter of doubt whether a woman #0 handicapped can become and remain © Christian. Besides, wet skirts and damp hose, vain ruins shoes, and a woman natur= ally hates a hard, stiff shoe. Here is @ mixture that repels moisture and softens the leather wonderfully. Put it on before the water has a chance at them. But, if that is not possible, rub it on afterwards. Take one ounce of beeswax, one ounce of turpentine, one-quarter of an ounce of Bur- gundy pitch, and melt it over a slow heat with a pint of oil. Be cautious about the heating, as turpentine is inflammable. This makes a good softener for harness, too. > 6. be “How do you go to sleep?” was the ques- tion plumped at a womar who complained to her doctor of insomnia. “I'll tell you,” he went on, “you do your hair in curl r- pers, wear starched night-dresses, He on your back and sleep without a pillow. You dare not turn on your side, because the curl papers would hurt your head, and some idiot has told you that to lie on your cheek will bring wrinkles. You sleep without @ pillow, because some other idiot has told you that it will make you round shouldered. You curl papers. A moderately heated iron will not hurt your hair. muslin gowns without starch to scratch Use a moderate-sized pillow,and when you get into bed, do like a child, spread yourself out flat, take any posture that comfortable, let your muscles relax, and omce in your life forget to be self-con. hay scious.” os 6 . A handy thing for a housekeeper to about is a long stick with a noteh in end, with which to lift picture wires their hooks, r A torpid liver is as contrary as ture who possesses it. One seems appanage of the other. Simple better than medicines, unless the jong standing and is serious. a pint of water, not ice cold, taken immediately on rising, is An orange, eaten rising, is not take, and sometinies is all that is neces- sary. A diet of vegetables and fruits and abstinence from the usual sweets is an ex- cellent corrective. Exercise of a vigorous character is a necessity. + © © @ Here is @ liniment which a practical woman says she could not keep house with- out. Take a large funnel and pack half an ounce of alkanet root and two ounces of pulverized capsicum; mix quart of turpentine and a q of sene, and pour into the funnel, drain through into the bottle. extracts the substance of the takes on a beautiful red from Add to this one ounce of ounces of gum camphor and a vf oil of peppergrass. It makes clear, fragrant liniment, which cious and harmless to she skin. . : i Hf it A woman of sense said recent speaking of the education she had remarkably bright daughter: “It mistake to make a young girl devote time and attention to fashionable much less to fashionable uu would qualify her for sation you must give her talk about—give her an education put her in touch with this actual its transpiring events. Urge her to newspapers and become familiar present character and improvements race. History is, of course, of portance, but the past world is we have nothing to do with thoughts and our concerns should present world: to know what fi will improve its condition. Let her intelligent opinion and be able to an intelligent conversation concerning mental, moral, political and religious im- provement of the times.” . ul i li i e Ehisgde Hsieh i lf Fs When, after long continued application,the eyes begin to feel hough grains of sand were under the lids, you should immediately by persisting in’ using your eyes the may become chronic. Saar Children are alw wanting a “piece,” the comical straight cut expression that children use when they are hungry and want something to eat. Children are like pigs. They grow rapidly and they need a plenty of feeding. They should not, how- ever, be filled up with cookies, doughnuts, pie, or bread spread with preserves. Bread and butter or bread and milk is about the healthiest diet they can have, but one caze- ful mother who believes that children re- quire stronger food than sweets makes sandwiches for them. She takes every little scrap of meat, mutton, pork, beef and lamb and chops it fine as possible. If a fried or boiled egg is left from breakfast she chops that with the meat. She seasons it with salt and pepper, and moistens it with a lit- tle salad dressing. When the children ask for a “piece.” she takes two slices of bread cut almost to a wafer thinness, spreads one with butter, and a layer of the minced meat, puts the other slice over it, and sends the kidlets off rejoicing. This same kind of meat, with minced celery added,makes a de- licious sandwich for lunch and picnics, or for supper. Be sure to siice the bread thin and have it f>esh. tier = The poor little woman who gets “tired enough to drop” before the day’s work is a quarter begun will often save a doctor's bill if she will drop, sure enough, on a comfort- able couch for five minutes or even ten, and just rest. This medicine taken three times a@ day consumes only half an hour and is @ splendid nerve tonic. Just try it. 2. SS A man who at seventy is sound mentally and physically and enjoys life hugely says that he has kept himself so by never over- eating. He says the human race eats too much. He has made it a rule of his life to get up from the table feeling as though he could eat another meal. Yet he denies him- self nothing that comes upon the table. He simply does not gorge himself because the thing tastes good and he likes it. The vitality consumed in digesting unnecessary food could be put to a better use, and the task that lovers of eating set their livers and kidneys to do would astonish them if they were not so hopelessly ignorant of the first law of common sense. .. 2 es oS To make patent leather bright rub with @ cloth dipped in milk and polish with cha- mois skin. Patent leather boots should be kept in a warm room and always warmed before putting on. If they get wet dry them slowly—in the sun if possible, but never near the fire. ae - If your polished table has got a white spot from setting a hot dish on it dam a flannel cloth in kerosene and rub It vig- orously. It may take a second or third ap- plication, but it will answer the purpose every time. ee . A woman who likes the flavoring was wendering what were the components of “celery salt” and found that she could make a better article herself than she could buy. Go to a large seed store and buy your celery seed. Examine it carefully for for- eign particles, then wash in cold water and ary quickly in the open air. When perfect- ly dry grind to a fine powder. Add three parts of fine dry salt to one of celery, sift the mixture several times, then cork in wide-mouthed bottle and keep cool and ary. nae Oe . If you would have pure spices grind them yourself. It is next to impossible to secure pure ground spices, for they are all adul- terated. A small spice will cost but an in- significant sum and will save its cost in comfort. Grind your own pepper, too. It can all be done in one mill. After grird- ing the materials run a pint of coarse corm meal through the mill two or three time, it will clean it beautifully.