Evening Star Newspaper, June 16, 1894, Page 17

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Want advertisements will be received up to noon of the day ©f publication, precedence being Given to those first received. ALONG THE DIKES The Weary Tourist May Secure Rest and Quiet in Holland. AMONG PRETTY DUTCH GIRLS Everything is Peaceful and Slow and Immaculately Clean. IN GOOD ROTTERDAM Bpecial Correspondence of The Evening Star. ROTTERDAM, June 1, 1894. MERICANS WHO visit Antwerp’s fair this summer will do yell to recuperate in Holland afterward, to ¥ steep themseives in all that sober luxury and atmosphere of self-re- spect which, mingled with peace, wraps the Kittle land of Hollaad found as snugly as a quilt of elderdown tucked round a baby’s trib. From Antwerp nm to Rotterdam is less than three hours by the rails, but on the little steamer which crawls through the creeks, canals and lakes of Zeeland it is a full day. This is a good thing for the tourist, also, who will see More strange sights than he will in many another European day. The steamer starts at 3 a.m., in the cold half-dawn, with all the Antwerp stretch of river lights burning an orange yellow in the blue-gray air. After two hours of tonic shivering you say good morning to the sun across a flat and fertile land, a big red sun which you may look at without blin«ing through its petite toilet of five minutes. There is a mighty river flowing full and broad between low banks with scattered trees. You glide into canals lined to the water's edge with grass and buttercups, @mlivened with groups of fishers of the Queer Sights. Dutch Refermed persuasion, in the stran- gest cut of pants, who stand there chatting with the Keepers of the locks and drink- ing healths in Schniedan schnapps. The Pants are bloomers, not unlike the new bicycle breeches of the Paris ladies, and they wear flat derby hats, in shape hke fried eggs, but their color is a vivid green. Others, more sober, wear bomb-shaped cas- quettes of satin—black—embroldered with Dlack silk. : The captain promised breakfast in five minutes. It has been an hour and twenty minutes. The second cabin passengers are drinking gin. The captain says the break- fast only waits to have the milk come on at the next stop. The boat is still in a canal between high banks, which give no landscape, but thrust on the view the ankles of the village girls who stand aiong the edge and look down Along the Dikes, Philosophically, knitting, for their skirts ere very bel aped. The village girls are silhouettes against the sky; and then a one- horse gig, with yellow wheels and a green box, flits by mysteriously and disappears beyond the ridge. And there is nothing more. The steamer crawls through the canal, | peded by the locks and dams. Theve ts| anding on the bank as, a Dutch girl in a white | starched percale cap, cream-colored kerchief frossed upon her breast, with a black bod- @ blue skirt, es. blue’ stockings, And there is nothing more. The boat is in a narrow river once again, scenery mand clean. with sweet this peculiar air—tm- impressionistic color—near a comic opera nery trim and picturesque. There are miik and blush rose , with their silky hair, an. They look so Solid, these little Dutchesses wooden in their stift The Out in th nken Land. n Ooester-Skelt, three miles brownish water scarcely against the banks of yellow with long, long lines of roots assist to hold ‘ow, there are always 3 that stand like a at the floods of the the is which like the < as land, but long ae, e? a tidal wave wiped out a hun- @red market towns and villages, when up- ward of 100,000 people perished, and the| water stayed. Then soon it is the little Dorsche Kil, a very narrow river (where the Prince of Orange was drowned in 1711), which takes us to the broad and lovely Merwede, a double river, where the wind- mills of the landscape and the busy vil- lages proclaim the land of Holland one has read of. Dort or Dordrecht is the first fine tewn, which ought to be held in peculiar reverence by the publishers of the West- minster Lesson Leaf, which, being founded on the Westminster Catechism, has its re- mote and ultimate foundation in the d Then the Calvinists (or Gomarists) obtained a signal victory over the Arminians, by packing the assembly with their friends from England, Scot- land, Germany and Switzerland, who voted solidly that Ged, in His own wisdom, should exclude the greater portion of the human race from grace. The synod lasted seven months and cost the independent states of Holland 1,000,000 florins in its entertain- ment. Im culately Clean. It is the cleanest land! The very cows leok to have been scrubbed down and rub bed dry with bath toweling till they shine. The sloping stone dykes seem to have been swept. Tiled roofs of a soft red rise up like flowers amid the foliage of the trees; thatched roofs of a dove tint go sloping dcwn close to the ground as if they would slip off the cozy hovses, like the dove- colored shawl slips off the shoulders of a Quaker girl, if there be any left who wear dove-colored shawls. Here there are vil- lages that do not know the railway, and their daughters do not know the modern fashions, changing monthly. Here a village girl buys one fine gown and it will last her fifteen years. The Helmeted Damscls. These girls spare no expense on their best gowns. They have real linen and real lace and fine silk stockings, if they choose to wear them, and each girl has a gold hel- met, which is worth from $00 to $300. This helmet is a thin and supple shell of gold which snugly fits the head. Sometimes | it 1s scoop-shaped, to let the back hair be cotled in a knot; sometimes the back hair hangs below the helmet in a knot; some- times they plait their back hair in two long queues, which hang down before the ears on each side of the face; but the gold helmet must be always there, though it be only seen to shimmer in the sunlight through the meshes of a kind of nightcap, also fitting snugly, which may be of linen or of lace, in which case it has ruffes. Each girl has her gold helmet, even those who go to service up in Rotterdam; though when they grow sophisticated, citified and shamefaced they first put on city bonnets over their gold helmets and white night- caps, and then later on lock up their caps and helmets in their bureau drawers and take to smart pink cotton prints for gowns and wear coquettish ruffies on their heads, of gauzy tulle, for all the world like Lon- don chambermaids. These helmets, horned on each side of the forehead with long twisted prongs of gold, and dating in the history of costume back to the times when the Germanic tribes were struggling with the Romans, are, together with the bomb- shaped skirts and their accessories, soon bound to disappear and figure only, like the peasant costume of the north of France, in charity bazaars on city girls, instead of country girls, who are abandoning them for fllmsy trash three years behind the cur. rent mode. The air is sultry, like a gentle steam- A Type. ing, in the laboring noonday sun. Clouds rising above clouds around the whole hort- zon meet at the zenith like a dome. There 1s no end of peaceful hamlets, pretty, tidy, busy; the distent music of the sawmills comes like the humming of the bees around a hive, and the great windmill fans go round and round an1 round. Duteb Rotterda The river wideng™ and the windmills and the sawmills giv, yjeir place to shipping. ‘Then the squat {oj,qq of a city full of little vnartistic churg,,, ow themselves, and we approach th, geyerth commercial port of Europe. From Belgta verp and Its boozy uni- p Antwerp {: Rotterdam and versal exposit? : its mild thorgon, 2, Dutedi the distance from the continental syst?™ to our own American resioctability. Tre town is Purt- tan. The girls (Qbty; Th with. straight eyes, as innocent as ianbs of coquetry; Three Litt?* Maids. they are not like FrencS. ‘tris walking with their mammas, casting \%.wn their eyes tm- modestly. All that is left behind. In speaking of the handsome quays they call the Boompjes (more like a park than any ordinary water front), the guide book Says that visitors may enter and inspect the vessels without objection, provided they do not get in the way of the work In hand. We did not ente: and inspect, but I can ell believe we might have done so. We innocently Into the garden of the most aristocratic club of Rotterdam, mingled freely with the smart set, and were only made aware of our position when we or- ao and bitters from a waiter in loth and a yellow vest, who told might not. In a word, the hotels and restaurants make you no extra charge for buttef, include your morning coffee with your room rent; the children run the streets, young girls walk out alone; you will not see a beggar or a man or woman with ragged or dirty clothes. The town is Puritan The general knowledge of the English lan- guage {s remarkable, as also {s the likeness ish, which, in part, ex- phcen Nummer 718” is plain en appelen” is good for 7 while such words as “be- oie seem to wink at one familiarly from what seems (but at first glence only) foreign gibberish. When you re- member that the frequent puzzling “ij” is a “y" without the dots and has the value of plain reading: Wij leven vrij, vij leven biij, Op Neerlands dierben grond. Ontworsteld aan de slavernij Zyn wij door eendrecht groot en vrij! (We live fre, we live blithe, On Netherlands’ dear ground, Delivered—untwisted—from ‘‘de” slavery ‘Weare through concord great and free!) Rotterdam is so airy, open, bright, so shady and well watered that its citizens may well afford to sing. Canals are every: where, and the canals are beautiful. They give a park-like look to all the streets, bordered by lawns, garnished by shrubs and trees... And the citizens, from out their kitchen windo: or their rlor windows, when they have company for dinner, hook up fresh fish in great profusion, which adds a labor-saving element to their blithe free- dom. It.is true that in the rank midsum- mer the canals of Rotterdam smell neither of the illy nor the rose; but Paris does not always smell of jessamine, nor Philadel- phia, to which city I compare this town of dignity and leisure. Should a list be made of continental cities which have no great sights, no monuments, , vee aie No ruins, no collecticns—in a word, no tread- mill tourist round—the town of Rotterdam | Would take a place of honor in it, although | she has a maritime museum, a picture gal- |lery and a statue of Erasmus. Symphonies of Colors. In the market you can make a study of the bodices and headgear of the peasants, Catching the Dutch taste for still-life you may muse on symphonies of color in the |produce. Here are the fish stalls, where all the shades of white—silver white, blue white, white shaded with bronze green, white with metallic reflections—unite in a clear scale of harmony. Here all the unts of green are heaped together in the veg- etables, melodiously accompanied by the fragrance of the flowers, which sing to- gether with the fruits in the most diverse |color-tones. The scene is not so different in the picture gallery, called Boyman’s Mu- seum. “No. Van Gelder, ‘Dead Poultry;’ No. 68—Gerritsz Cuyp, ‘Soldier Fishing Made Easy. Eating Mussels; No. 884—Em. de Witte, ‘A Gray Sow Suckling Her Young:' No. 223—David Tenters, “The Good Kitchen; No. 327—Cornelius Troost, ‘A Cut Cheese and a Glass of Wine;’ No. 231—Jacob Och- terwelt, ‘Gentleman Offering an Oyster to @ lady,’ and so on. It is like Rotterdam, this Dutch art of a bygone day, like Hol- land, snug, hearty, healthy, savory and homely. One variation of the French cul- sine, as practiced here, seems worthy of a wide publicity. It is the use of grated nut- meg on both asparagus and caulitiower. This is the way they serve asparagus in Rotterdam. The branches are served hot jand dry, as usual. There is a clear melted- butter sauce. But with this sauce Is given a hot hard-boiled egg and the above-named grated nutmeg. You salt and pepper the sparagus; you wash the yellow of the hard-boiled egg upon your plate; you sprin- jkle both egg and asparagus plentifully with the grated nutmeg; pour the clear melted butter over both and rub it in the egg to make a paste; then you must fork the paste up with the branches, branch by branch, and—“Ik dank v, mijnheer, it is quite good.” It is a mess fit for the table |of a sugared Senator. It would be hard to |overpzaise the goodness and the reason- |ableness of the Dutch hotels. Though Rotterdam ts a great port and an important manufacturing center, my best impressions of the pleasant city are connected with a cafe-ckantant, a park, |the markets and the residential streets. The greater manufactures are ship-build- ing, tobacco factories, sugar refineries and many great distilleries, especially of gins and Dutch liqueurs. The more important | articles of commerce are coffee, sugar, to- | bacco, rice and spices. It is the seventh | port of Europe—London, Liverpool, Ham. burg, Antwerp, Marseilles, Genoa, Rotter- dam. But all this only furnishes the work- ing capital for Rotterdam’s most charac- | teristic feature—the Dutch home-life in the | universally handsome streets of residence, jeach family in its own house. It is differ- lent from the Parisian herding all together in their great unlovely apartment houses, seven stories high. The rapid degeneracy of present day Parisians is closely united with contempt for marriage—and contempt for women. Both these contempts are bred of the French lack of any frank relations be- tween young people. This lack of camara- derie follows on the seeming necessary sult of the mixed’ life of the apartment houses—which is not favorable to delicacy of conduct, sentiments or speech. Like Unto Philadelphia. Again and again the visicn of a well- |krown and beloved city rises up before the writer's trained imagination and affects | nim to the point of tears—the city of Phil- adelphia, Pa., which Charles Belmont Davis sings so swedtly of in June Harper's. It |1s the “City of Homes” par excellence, and it resembles Rotterdam. Mr. Davis’ feel- [ings run away with him, indeed, when he | permits himself to say of Squar2 that in it all good Philadelphia babies get their first airing and later take their maiden lessons tn provincial French from white-capped bonnes. Apart from the construction, which implies that Philadel- |phia children later on take secondary and | S+berior courses in provincial French, som tyranny of parents, which in turn is a re- | Rittenhouse | “ee,” the first three lines of this verse are| good Philadelphia babies do not learn French, and some learn French from their mothers, having Irish bonnes. But the eu- lcgy of Philadelphia is a proper tribute to her virtues. The wearied tourist seeking for a snug bourgeois retreat in which to raise a beard and wear his old shoes will find Rotterdam a _ second Philadelphia, where the grandes dames.cheapen turkeys lg at} int - i at : Everything Clean. in the market place. And looking from the watch tower of St. Lawrence's Church, down on the tranquil panorama, on the river and the suburbs, on the red brick houses and the streets so straight and self- Tespecting, where the children play jack- tones on the front doorsteps, on the crawl- ing street cars, whose faint jingle rises faintly as from some secure and blameless sheep field, on the smoke of manufactories and on the police wagons taking drunken factory hands to jail, he will cry, “It 1s Philadelphia, Philadelphia, for the outside of the plat is so clean!" STERLING HEILIG. —— WORK AT PEARL HARBOR Naval Station in Hawaii. From the Hawaiian Star. The party sent to Pearl Harbor by Ad- miral Walker to make borings, with a view to estimating the cost of dredging a channel through the bar that obstructs its entrance, has been hard at work since Mon- day last, but owing to bad weather apd ex- ceptionally high seas they have accomplish- ed less than was expected. Lieut. Wood's first duty upon his arriva) Was to anchor buoys across the bar where it is proposed to dredge the channel. They are placed in two lines and mark the pro- pesed width of the Channel as 200 feet and its depth thirty feet at low water. A scow was anchored near one of the buoys and the work of sinking a tripod that would secure- ly and steadily hold the heavy drill was commenced. The tripod used is constructed of six-inch square timber, forty feet in length, it being of sufficient height so that, although the bottom is weighted and curely anchored to the sand beneath, the apex is elght or ten feet above the high water mark. At first great difficulty was experienced, the tripod in use being too light for the work and not weighted to re- the force ‘bf the sea, but more weight was used, and on Saturday last success at- tended their efforts and a tripod of suf- ficient strength and weight was sunk. The officers in charge had no more than stopped congratulating themselves on the completion of the hardest work they have done since their arrival in Honolutu when a line from the scow fouled the propeller of the launch. The launch, losing headway, could not control the heavy scow, which drifted, aided by the heavy sea, against the tripod, completely demolishing it. One of the forty-foot legs was carried away, and Lieut. Wood is now in town looking for an- other to take the place of the one broken. ‘The tripod has been placed in position four tmes, only to be knocked down by the heavy surf, each time falling upon the scow Sonne the lives of all the men at work. The work is attended with no little risk to those employed, the s2a running so high that the steam launch is half full of water most of the time, being kept afloat only by continual pumping, There has been only one accident, however, that being to Dr. Crandall, the surgeon in charge. He fell overboard from the dingy, and being quick- ly rescued suffered from nothing worse than an involuntary bath. ‘The officers are very comfortably quarter- ed in Mr. C. A. Brown’s house. They have their own cook and are said to be living very well. Sharp discipline is enforced— “reveille’ at 5 a.m. and “taps” at 10 p.m. The men, fifteen in number, have swung their hammocks in the trees surrounding the place, which at night presents the ap- pearance of a small camp. McCandless Brothers, under the direction of the officers in charge of the expedition, are to make the borings. Several will be made, so that the character of the bar can be ascertained at each point. The machine used for doing the work consists of a pipe, inside of which is a drill, set through the apex of the tri- pod, firmly held in place by heavy planks and resting upon the bottom. Water is forced through the pipe, washing the sand away and permitting it to gradually sink. The drill thside the pipe follows until it reaches rock or coral, it being then raised, dropped and turned by means of a long Piece of wire, drilling a hole of sufficient size to permit of the pipe's sinking after it. The boring heretofore done has shown the bar to be a deposit of sand. This being so, the dredging of a channel will be accom- plished with comparative ease, and the ex- Tense will be considerabiy less than the estimates, particularly as the bar has been found to be narrower than was expected. England is evidently keeping her eye on this work of the United States, one of the Meutenants from the Champion having gone to Pearl Harbor during the past week os- tensibly for a friendly visit, but it is be- meee in reality to inspect the work and re- pert ————_— rong Powder. From the Indianapolis Sentinel. A young lady living on North Meridian street had an experience the other evening. She was upstairs and had just turned out her light when she heard a caller ask for her. She made a dive for her powder-puft in the dark and dusted her face with pow- der. She went to the parlor and found a distinguished stranger, on whom she was anxious to’ make an impression. He ap- peared rather nonplussed at her looks, but g & man of the world, which means a man wise enough not to tell a woman her faults, he said nothing. She sat and chat- ted gracefully, and had a delightful even- ing. As soon as he had gone.she rushed to the mirror, as every girl does when her beau leaves. She gave one scream and went off into hysterics, for in her haste and the dark she had dipped her powder puff into a box of pulverized charceal, and she had the make-up of an amateur colored minstrel. The contrast to her dainty or- gandle gown and blonde hair was very fun- ny, but she will never smile again. ———+02____. He Took the Chance, From the Buffalo Express. A tall man with wildness in his eye rush- ed into an all-night drug store about 3 o'clock the other morning and shouted at the top of his voice: “Lend me 50 cents. The dozing clerk woke up with a start. “What's that?” he asked. “Lend me 50 cents.” “Who are you?” “Lend me 50 cent: “Why should I lead you anything? Get out of here.” man turned to go out. All right,” he said pacifically, “I didn’t suppose I would, but you can never tell when you're going to run against a sucker. —_- +00. Gratis Advice. Mr. Deadbeat—‘Doctor, I’m afflicted with that tired feelirg. I don’t care to walk any more. What shall I take?” Dr. Grufiy—‘Take a carl” PUBLIC MEN'S F00D| What Great People Eat and Give to Their Questa, BRITISH AMBASSADOR'S TABLE THE Senator Brice and Representative Hitt Spend More Money LADIES GOING MARKETING Written for The Evening Star. EOPLE GROW BY what they feed on. That is one of many reasons why it is in- teresting to learn what great folks eat —what their wives and butlers buy at the market for their tables, the sums they spend for provisions, that of Sir Julian Pauncefote, the British ambassador. <A pretty sight it is—so clean and orderly, ‘with big double ranges, scores of bright copper utensils and molds by hundreds for boned meats, jellies, ice creams and cus- tards. A big establishment like this, when a dinner or reception is to be given, does not have to buy supplies from a caterer. The pastry cooking, candy making and preparing of ornamental table pieces are all done in the house. The British embassy spends more money for mere living than any other legation here. Sir Julian can afford it, inasmuch as his government gives him an allowance of $80,000 @ year for entertaining and inci- dentals. He has a head cook with two assistants. The chef is a German woman, who speaks French and English aiso. She does the marketing. Nearly every Sunday evening during the winter Ambassador Pauncefote and his wife give a dinner. Few entertainments at the capital are so select and exclusive. The Most Expensive Household. The mozt expensive household in Wash- ington is that of Senator Brice, who occu- pies the old Corcoran residence. He has a French cook, and probably spends not less than $7,000 a year for food alone. His chef often buys as much as $40 worth of vegetables and fruits in a morning at the market, or perhaps he will purchase $50 worth of tmported grapes at once. The Brices give dinners night after night in the season, at which from thirty to 100 guests sit down. The hospitality of the rich Illinois Con- gressman, Mr. Hitt, is on a similar scale. His establishment is probably the most costly here, except Brice’s. As is usual elso at the Brices’, dinnera at the Hitts’ are commonly served on many tables. Per- haps there will be as many as twenty ta- bles scattered about the dining room, draw- ing room and hall, with half a dozen guests at each. This plan is quite fashionable nowadays, but conservative persons de- clare that the people who do not happen to find themselves at the same tables with the master or mistress of the mansion are being entertained not by them, but by the In short, the dinner, however fine, 1s tod much on the hotel style. Various minor objections are urged against this method. It is much more ex- pensive, requiring a score of waiters for as many tables. This is of no consequence to millionaires, of course. But it is a fact that the waiters, having entire charge of the entertaining, exercise a favoritism that is pleasing to some and quite displeasing to others. For example, one table will get three bottles of champagne while another obtains only one bottle. Many diners-out say that the best din- ners in Washington are given by the mil- lionaire dry goods man, L. Z. Leiter. At his entertainments there is never more than one table. His new million-dollar pal- ace on Dupont circle is on such a scale that a repast of 200 covers may be served in the large music room. The marketing for the establishment is done by an English butier, who been with the family for many years. He is a remarkable man, in his way, and is a great favorite with society people here. The kitchen of the new Leiter mansion is on a scale for a hotel. Its floor ‘s of pol- ished oak, and the walls are tiled to a height of six feet. There ure ventilators and fans to carry out the odors of cooking. Connected with the nine-foot range are charcoal broilers. The scullery, like that of the British legation, is independent and apart. The establishment employs four men | in the stable, four men in the house, three ladies’ maids, three women in the kitchen, two women in the laundry, and two house- maids—in all, eighteen persons. This ts rot an extraordinary number of servants. Sen- ator Brice has more, and Levi P. Morton had a greater number when he lived in Washington. Marketing Done by Butlers. ‘The marketing for she great houses in/ Washington is done by the butlera and cooks. They are shrewd buyers, and, -hile they get the best that is to be had, they pay | less for it than ordinary folks Jo. The ma- jor domo of a millionaire’s establisnment was giving some hints to the writer yester- day. One of them, worth noting by any housewife, related to beef. He said: “Buy a whole loin at once. The butcher -will cut it down to about twenty pounds. You can then cut out the fillet, whick in that way costs you only about twenty cents a pound, instead of $1 a pound. The balance you can chop up into steaks and roasts.” The food of servants in a private palace of the sort described costs enormously. At the British legation the cook, according to the English plan, receives an allowance of seventy-five cents a day per head for feed- ing the domestics. In a mansion run on such a scale the quantity of edibles con- sumed is astonishing. One small item of the weekly supplies ef Levi P. Morton's house on Scott circle was fifty dozen egg the year around. At a single reception given by the Leiters last winter forty-nine and a half gallons of ice cream were fur- nished. The Russian legation is the most expen- sive diplomatic residence in Washington, probably with the exception of the British embassy. Its cook, though a woman, fs un- surpassed. She is an Austrian. The best women cooks in the world are Austrians, it is said. The kitchen is a model. The Ger- man legation has a German man cook. He is an all-round expert in his business, being a pastry maker and confectioner. The French legation employs a French woman cook. An expensive household, run in that style of quiet elegance which costs so much, is Senator Cameron's, on Lafayette square. ‘The Camerons are famous for Sunday night dinners. Sunday morning breakfasts are Senator Wolcott's specialty in entertaining. Senator McMillan entertains a good deal; he is a great epicure. Mrs. Bonaparte is in mourning now for her husband. She has been accustomed to entertain lavishly. About twenty servants are required to keep her establishment in order. Her French man cook does the marketing. Others Who Go to Market. Senator Manderson goes to market him- self, occasionally. So, likewise, does the much scandalized Col. W. C. P. Breckin- ridge, with a basket on his arm. The deal- ers in vegetables and provisions say that men who go to market get the least for their money; they are the chosen victims of unscrupulous marketmen. Mrs. Carlisle, Mrs. Bissell and Miss Herbert go to market three times a week in their carriages. So, also, do the wives of Senators Murphy, Wolcott and Hale. There are people in Washington, as in other cities, who make a good deal of show on very little money. It is wonderful what can be done in the way of display on a moderate income by saving on necessaries. On the other hand, some of the great es- tablishments throw away thousands of dol- lars annually by wasteful expenditure. This is wholly unnecessary, inasmuch as a pri. vi palace muy be run with as little waste as a small household. It is all a question of management. To have a first-rate major domo pays well. The most costly menage that Washington has known was Mr. Whit- ney’s, when he was Secretary of the Navy during Mr. Cleveland's first administration. He cared nothing for dollars, and would spend 3125 in a night for terrapin, when $50 worth would have done as well. It was a bitter disappointment to the tradesmen here when he failed to return to the capital for another four years after Mr. Cleveland’s re-election. Fancies as to Game. The steward of the White House does all the marketing for the President’s house- hold. Sinclair has been attached to the per- son of the man of destiny for so many years that he knows his tastes thoroughly. Mr. Cleveland's favorite fish is the king- fish—a small, round, stubby fish that is very popular with epicures in New York. Can- vasback ducks are invariably served at state dinners in the Executive Mansion. The British ambassador is the most par- ticular man in Washington about game. His household probably consumes more game than any other private establishment here. Sir Julian is especially fond of pheas- ants and squabs. The squabs brought to Washington all come from a big pigeon roost up in Michigan. Ambassador Panncefote's pet fish is the black bass. Senator McMil- lan likes halibut and pompano. He clways has venison at dinner. The region about Washington furnishes more choice game than any other district in the United States. The extensive swamps and numerous tributaries afford suitable breeding ground for woodcock, while, as is well known, this part of the country is fi mous for ducks. The latter are becoming more scarce year by year, thanks to the ef- forts of the pot hunters, who slaughter the canvasbacks and the redheads with swivel guns that carry a pound and a haif of shot at a charge. Unfortunately, it is upon this sort of unsportsmanlike industry that the local market for game chiefly depends. It as no unusual thing to hear of such an ex- ploit as the killing of 1,000 reedbirds at a shot. Wild turkeys are ruthlessly murdered at their roosts in Virginia and Maryland. The pot hunters also have a way of en- ticing the turkeys within point-blank range of a blind by means of a train of corn, fur- ther attracting the feathered victims by im- itating the turkey call with a quill. On a moonlight night the skillful and industrious game shooter will bag as many as twenty or thirty wild geese, popping them as they sit on the water. Bear meat is gaining pop- ularity in this market. The prairie chickens sold here are shot in Montana. They are drawn and stuffed with prairie grass, and are sent east in refrigerator cars. Often they are kept in cold storage for as much as a year. Expenditare for Flowers. The expenditure for flowers at a single entertainment of the Brices is often as much as $3,000. Many of the wives of pub- lic men in Washington go to the big market for their flowers. Mrs. Bissell buys pink roses. Mrs. Carlisle prefers blood-red roses, as do also Mrs. Hale and the widow of Gen. Logan. Senator Stewart's wife has a weak- ness for Easter lilies. Mrs. McMillan usual- | ly purchases American beauty roses. Con- gressman W. C. P. Breckinridge’s new wife Adnyests in carnations and sweet pease. A NOVEL ENTERTAINMENT. One That Can Be Used for Veranda Parties This Summer. “Dear me! What makes you look so blue?” said the girl with the green velvet sleeves. “I guess you would feel as badly as I if | you Were in my fix,” said the girl with the turquoise blue eyes, “Explain yourss., my Gear,” said her friend. “Well, the trou‘le is just this. You know that it is my turn to entertain the “Pansy Club,” and everywhere else we have had de- lightful times—a german at Clara’s with the loveliest favors, a pretty little dance at Dorothy’s with the most exquisite pro- grams, painted by Dorothy herself. Beth gave the club a surprise in the quaint ‘cob- web’ party, and ali the rest have enter- tained with whist and euchre and dancing, and now It’s my turn, and you know our) house is too small for that sort of thing— and I am in perfect despair.” “Don’t despair yet,” said the green vet sleeves, with a thoughtful look. Your house is small, but then it is oddly ar- ranged and has lots of dear little conver- Sational nooks—” “Oh, I know, you are going to say ‘Ha’ ‘Causerie,” "" and wey ure heavy with ‘Not at all; this is something new. Let me whisper my ideas.” And then the tur- quoise e: pians were unfolded which would end her perplexity. A week later as the guests assembled in Blue Eyes’ dainty parlor they settled down in the cozy corners for a chat, when the smiling hostess entered the rooms bearing @ brass salver,on which was heaped a num ber of bright, new pennies, which were di: tributed to all present. Next, an artist cally decorated envelope, bearing the date and the hostess’ name and address, was handed to each guest as a reminder of the evening. Upon investigation each envel- ope was found to contain a folded card with the title in fancy lettering, and below twen- ty-two questions, with dotted lines between for the answers. Of course the groups shifted until the con- genial affinities found themselves together, and a great deal was whispered that was | not entirely relevant to the subject in hand. e questions and answers when solved read as follows: Te What you may find on a penny: nishm« 1. One mode of pu ent—stripes lashes, ~ 2. An animal—hare. 3. Part of a hill—brow. ¢ A neler go . A place of wors! le. BA -crvtnadinee ia ' 7. Flowers—tulips. & A messenger—one sent. 9. Part of a cereal—ear. 10. A piece of armor—shield. 11. An aid to investigation—nose, = An odor—scent. . A country—United States of America. 14. Part of a bird—feathers. 15. An exclamation of pain—O, 16. A decoration—wreath. 17. A beverage—tea. 18. Weapons—arrows. 19. Something one likes to receive from friends—letters. 20. A characteristic—cheek. 21. A girl's requirement—vow. 22. A great industry—milling. The refreshments were served in a man- ner befitting the occasion. group was placed a small table, whose con- tents were hidden from view by a cloth. Upon the top of each lay the mys- terious key to the dainties, in the shape of a menu, which bore the admonition: “To be guessed before eaten,” and showed the puzzling varieties of— A cockney elevator boy calling the floors. (Hoister on the roar). Embroidered bivalves. (Escaloped oysters). A fowl herb. (Chicken salad). yj Sea-side sorceresses. (Sand-witches). What Mr. Wellman will find. (Ices), A Chinese visitor. (Ah, More). The accompaniment of pistols. (Coffee). Sa et Obeying Instructions, From Truth. Merchant—“Did you deliver my message to Mr. Smith?” Boy—“No, sir. He was out, and the of- fice was locked up. Merchant—“Weill, why didn’t you wait for him, as I told you?” Boy—“There was a notice on the door, pened wide with delight as the | Before each | large | DRINKING SODA WATER The Hot Weather Made a Bush on the Drug Stores. What the Man Whe Deals Ost the Fissing Liquid Says About His Customers. “Everybody in Washington is drinking Soda water nowdays,” said a down town druggist toa Star man the other day. “We are having a good run on our fountains and as long as the hot weather continues we'll keep up our winning streak all right. ‘The season so far,” the druggist went on, “has not been a very profitable one for the soda water men, but all we want to keep things on the go is @ boiling sun and a soar- ing thermometer.” “Is there much money made out of @ soda fountain?” asked The Star man. “Well,that depends largely on the weather end the kind of soda the people are given. There is a profit of from three cents to a half a cent a glass on soda,water. In many cases where a fountain is doing a big busi- ness the people tumble to it that it is coin- ing money, while in point of fact it may be netting very little to its owner. A large founta.n requires the constant attention of several persons in one capicity or another and it often eats its profits up pretty close- ly. A fountain in itself costs all the way | from $100 to $1,000. Nevertheless there is usually something to be made out of them, although it is much smaller than is prob- ably generally suppposed. In the last year | there has been a great increase in the selling | of ice cream soda for five cents. This in | Many cases is a very watery sort of ice | cream, but at some places very good ice | cream is given at that price, although in | Small amounts. There the margin of profit | is shaved down to something pretty narrow and the owners of the fountains look to make their money from the large amounts | Bok What are the most popular drinks?” “Some of them go with the men and some with the women. Women by the way are | coming to drink soda water more than | formerly. Strawberry is the most popular | flavor with them I should say, while choco- | late is a close second. They invariably take it with cream or ice cream and are partic- ularly fond of the sweet sirups. Pineapple | is a good selier with them too. Men drink |more lemon than anything else and use | phosphate freely, Men have a monoply on |drinking mineral waters. Many of them take them or say they do for their health, | but I doubt if it is really of any value un- | less taken regularly. Vichy has the largest sale among the mineral waters.” ‘Are there any new drinks this year?” ‘None that have got any go so far. Each season usually brings with it some new 4rink, which usually has its run and is for- gotten. For example, champagne mist, Which you recollect was the rage a couple of years ago, is no longer heard of. Last jyear crushed ice and crushed fruits were made a great deal of.” “What do you think is the most cooling | drink?” “That is a pretty tough question to an- swer definitely. Of course something sour is | the best. Crushed ice makes a very cold | drink for the time being, but its after effect is probably not more cooling than anyth! else. Ice cream is, of course, heating, ani milk shake is especially so. Milk shake has scmething of a nutritive value also. Such drinks as claret and sherbet are not par- ticularly cooling either, although they only have a small proportion of claret or sher- bet in them, only # mere fraction to give a little sting. “Do you consider soda water healthy?” “I don’t think it is either healthy or un- jhealthy if taken moderately. Some doctors think it injurious if taken in too large ; Quantities, and, no doubt, it is. There is one generally admitted fact, and that is that phosphate, if indulged in constantly, is bad for one. The acid wears out the lining of the stomach, and in the end is likely to bring on dyspepsia. Soda water, as you know, is not made of soda at ail, but te merely water—usually distilled—charged with carbonic acid gas. Some folks talk about its being made of marble dust, as if | that was a terrible charge to bring against it. Asa matter of fact the gas is made just that way—by the chemical change produced | by @ combination of marble dust and acid, but the gas which is formed is neither mar- Die nor acid. There is a firm in this city | which supplies many of the smaller foun- | tains with gas, besides bottling a great deal of soda for out of town and country use. |The larger fountains, however, get their soda in most cases from‘a firm in Phil- adelphia. It is shipped in strong and thick cylindrical iron tubes about five feet long jund a foot in diameter. The pressure in these is something enormous and would | cause high havoc if one of them should ex- Plode. But folks look out that this doesn’t | happen. Have something before you go?” — A JAPANESE I1PPER. Mutilating Eight Vie ne Day. From the New York Times. | Am enraged Japanese on Sunday, April at the little town of Yamato, Japan, | Killed eight persons in a few hours. His | crime was due to jealousy and anger. He | not only stabbed his principal victims re- peatedly, but he mutilated them in shock- ing Jack-the-Kipper fashion, in several cases fairly disemboweling them. Osaki Tomekichi of Yamato, the mur- derer, had married a woman named Yone, although he knew she was with child. After a few weeks he separated from her and she returned to her hom He was bound to support the child she expected,but he learn- ed that she was intimate agam with » former lover. He aitempted to regain the | bond he had given to support the child, but failed. So, on the fatal Sunday, he induced Yone to go with him to her lover, Genjiro, and make another attempt. On the way he suddenly turned on Yone and with his sharp sword cut her dow he hor- ribly mutilated her, as tho’ wreaking vengeance cn the unborn chit Leaving his wife in her bi he rushed | to Genjiro’s he The r. of blood was jon him, and m s Genjiro’s wife outss he seized her by the sword through her a cry, and, after hair and thrust his k. She fell without hing her savagely, he rushed into the house. He mistook a strange man sieeping in the corner for Genjiro and killed him before discovering his mistake. He mutilated his victhn | savagely, evidently enraged over his error, and nearly lopp off the head of a little two-year-old girl who was sleeping With these murders to his credit he set off to the house of a man who had acted as go-between for his wife and her lover. The place was seven miles distant, but he ran all the way with bloody sword in hand. He surprised the family after midnight, and killed husband, wife and two children within three minutes. After mutilating the bodies he went to a friend’s house. His plan was to escape on some vessel, but he was persuaded to give himself up, as escape was impossible. He showed no remorse, and laughed when tell- | ing of his crimes. He is thirty, and his | face shows no signs of the savage ferocity which he exhibited. A SOLDIER’ FATALIS' It is a Great Help to Him—A German Who Thought It of No Use to Dodge. From th» Youth's Companion. A considerable measure of fatalism is a great help to a r. If what ts to be will be, why be afraid of anything? A southern soldier describes a man in his company—“‘a little Dutch Jew"—as the “very incarnation of cocl, impudent bravado ina fi A consistent fatalist, he sum- n.ed up his faith in one s¢ “You'll never die till y time c “One day he sa dodge a spent minie that came whistling rtably near. “ “Hey, he sang cut in his piping yotce. odge tem pullets? vere you is