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‘THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 2, 1895-TWENTY PAGES. BOTHER OF CLOTHES Pauline Pry Quite Envies Men’s Evening Dress. ~a os SHE DETERMINES 10 HAVE ONE So She Goes to the Tailor and the Furnishing Store. --- + LESSON IN MANNERS he Evening Star. His INVENTOR OF bloomers 1s dead. But «no matter. I'm still living, and the great cause of dress reform moves merr! Written Exelustvely for re hey along. Inspired by necessity, 1 have de- signed a reformed full dress for women. A Washington tailor has executed my idea, -and L went clothed im it to the President's reception last Thursday evening The necessity which mothered my in- vention this: I wanted to go to the Chines ball last Saturday night, and, like Flora McFlimsey, I had nothing to wear. Unlike Flora MeFlimsey, however, I hadn't the courage to wear it. So I stayed at home. while men | know who make no more of &n occupation of society than I do went forth clad in regulation evening attire, without having spent a thought nor any- thing more on their outfit than possibly the price of a tie and fresh creases in their trousers. It is always thus with a man. Be he a business man, professional man, poet or Congressman, with a mind and soul above or a bank account below the ties of fashionable sion arise when he d reception or wedding, he has only his dress suit out of camphor, or out hock undisturbed or rent one, is. To be sure, T. Algernon Smythe might fluff him about the collar or the cut of hi swallow-tail, but if all this was constructed to take of and there he | | ‘To actually | for women men. There was a on a conservative plan in the beginning he ig nevertheless good form. Avoid the Bother. But his wife—the domestic woman, busi- ness woman, professioral woman, poet woman, or the woman who writes a Con- speeches—well, she can rent an s3, too—I found that out. But so & woman—some women—take an old k silk and a bargain counter and make evening dress. But before I'd w of these things, I tell you frank- ly I'd wear what Flora McFlifhsey did, in- deed I would, and take my chances with Col. Mocre as a living picture. Still all this is practically impossible, for a woman eloped sense of the therefore occurred to a.m. last who has the fitness of thing: sat yi uy. waiting, t and despair, for t dress to’ come in from the Chinese > man who had an evenin all—it_ occurred to me that there's no reason why women should not have a regulation evening dress as well as men— ae so strietly expressive of the oc- casion of its use as to make the wearer under all circumstances appear in sutfi- cient harmony with her surroundings as to put her pe wear we ve men's ¢ neckties, hard-boiled shir not then for evening a swallow-tall_ and simple spread of white linen, our fair am 1 unobtrusive modesty this 1? Think of the possibiliti of such a dress—the convenience of it busy women; and, kind heaven! the ity of ic for the woman of leisure, who now of nings must de a sere neck to set men’s teeth on edge and r hot blood run cold. Why, the 1 thought of it from every point of view the harler it was to keep from dashin fr hill January morning to “Ee 1p and down the str the approved style of an in genius Just What ix Wanted. Bright and early Monday morning I did take t street, carrying my idea to a tailor urt in both t iglish and Amer- of the world. at's a great thou he instantly pronounced it, and bean rustling among fashion plates to bring out the different tails. “For a lady,” said would want to be a touch of HEALS RUNNING SORES CURES tne SERPENT’S STING completely eradicat- CONTAGIOUS b BLOGD POISOW fe? Sores and ulcers yield to its healing powers. It re- move Valuabi eon the et . its er ET SPECIFIC ce 1E NAME INDICATES ITS ADVANTAGES. “Ranid 99 stuntain S$ FOR SALE BY N. ¥. are, and 14 €. SIMMS, cor. IMPSON, No. 703 15th st. . Lith and Vt. ave. . Haines p Unuor appetite WIE COL, Props., Cine : had of F. Sth and F sts. n.w.; 3. Litt House, Washingtoa. frivoli- | In all its stages | ne poison and builds up the system | color about a swallow tail, as facings or the collar.” - ow, Mr. Tailor,” I pleaded, “is there anything about a woman that necessarily smacks of the Bowery or Chicago?" You wouldn't want the color, then? But wouldn't you li velvet collar and cuffs? See. hi is a plate showing one.” True enough there was. Still, gathering all my feeble feminine courage for a final strike for equal rights in full dress, I made bold to say, “I must admit, Mr. erfect gentleman, but tT give you my wo I have a few of the instincts of one. What 1 want for my down-trodden, dress-ridden sex is a simple black swallow tail of strictly conservative cut and style, a vest to. match, a plain skirt with a simple crease down the front free from gores, godelets and gawds of every description. 1 also want the hem fin- ighed with some sort of snap-spring at- tachment, enabling one to turn it up around the bottom in case it should rain in London any night I may be going to and from the ball. More than this I want nothing from you but a little information concerning the best shirtmaker in town. A Men's Furnishing Store. This really settled the matter, though subsequently I learned that if a man has the mind he can cultivate softening of the brain, deciding whether his collar shall be notched or a shawl, whether the length of | his coat tails shall be twenty-seven and a [half inches or twenty-seven dd three- | quarters; also whether to have the cloth one of half a dozen black stuffs that are all alike till you get to thinking they are different. Tailor, I am not a art my reformed fuli dress ed the services of three ladies’ tailor to take here was a clerk to write and take notes of my new and the man tailor to direct From the tailor’s I went to the shirt- maker's, wh thoughtful soul, said while takin; sure that he would open mine all the way down the front, so that I ceuld “get into it easier.” Later I was to rebuke myself for not having fallen upon this man’s neck and thanked him for . A gents’ furnishing m to the usual surround- I am afraid I did not give goo r an, heed sufficient to the number of buttons my shirt properly should show. — Be- sides, my mind as so engrossed consid- erm whether I should have screw or but- ton buttons, that the question of how many escaped me in my my struggle to fix upon the right kind. Then, too, there was the question of the collar. Two and five-eighths inches seemed by the tape measure to be all my neck could stand, and yet there was the man’s argument that when I was all dressed up I'd probably carry my h little higher, so we finally put it down— colle 4. Collars and Hats. But whether the shirt and collar should be made together—aye, that was a rub. The man said you can usvally wear one shirt to two collars. My ecvffs were also mace on the shirt. When I finally emerged, worn and ry, from the gents’ furnishing and turned my feet toward a hat store, I was beginning to realize that I had made a mistake all y life long in believing that the descen of Eve alone suffered frem our mother’s sentence. Men are not born dre ed, neither do their clothes grow. It really an awful burden to dress like gentleman. I ran down every hatter in town looking for a crush hat. I had it straight from New York that gents will net, others must not, be seen at evening functions sans a hat, Furthermore, I had jumped, in: is a and all but cried mu t the theater one night, hearing a lo harged by an bassador, which on closer scutiny I found pr’ ded from the crush hat he had just teuch: tion in my mind of the headgear I must have to so with my swallow-tail coat. Fit of a Shirt. Z My patent leather shoes, I may tell you, are built on a man’s last, and fitted out with a handy strap the top on the back, which will make lifting myself over a | fence in se I should come to one in so- | ciety a very simple matter, indeed. My first fittin, was had with a man’s ready-made s ¢ the finish of my }own. Right call every about I have men’s temper and their common tendency ever spoken | harsh we | to profanity. When I stood for the time being, and, I believed, forever lost to life, liberty and all I loved, with that reach- | me-cown shirt stuck fast on my back hair, | only the recollection that men have no | back hair seemed any warrant for ne eve’ n who is in th ng on his in the a Ww: | ing to cane habit of put ‘Then it was I realized all the chivalrous impulse to protect man from the hardships of his own life— that had prompted t hirt m. constructing mine on the rl and two ta properly fit the only and original swailow tail for a lady. I don’t discourage my imitators, nor need I, since those who ceme after me will reap the re- ward of my pioneer effort in this field; but to be fitted for a V-shaped, basque-waisted, court-trained, gored petticoat ball gown is the work of an electric button compared with the serious, soul-disturbing, brow- wrinkling task. of fitting a swallow tail. And oh! i cannot tell you the horrors of the narrow escape I had at the hands of the ladies’ tailor, who, but for the timely interference of ‘the gents’ tailor, would have made my vest with four buttons in- of thre Wanted to Go in Style. I had three fittirgs, and as the shapely garments gathered art end glory under the deft touch of three pair of the most skillful hands in the profession, I remembered, to be sure, that clothes do not make the man, and at the same time I was so improved as to be glad I was not made to go with- } out any. However, my honest heart was troubled with the copy-book moral—handsome is as handsome does. What if I should not act up to my clothes? Once harrowed by was no rest for me this thought, there till I had been to a , Delsarte and deport- h of the st to carry h a President’s reception. > professor where [ w nted to go In style, I told t $s going | 1 to grasp my me y i me that he t society girls in Washington just what I needed to know. The ch id, would be two E fer or on ar for half an hour. I told him that je not meaning to assert anything of my supply of deportment, I thought a dol- ould be Ss recept MI would need for m. = Thereupon, we repaired to a dancing : he, representing Mrs. Cleveland, with a chair beside him for the President, od up to receive me. judg- ich I pea- “You do not walk cocked up to greet him. PERFECTION IN AROMA, FLAVOR, RICHNESS AND DIGESTIBILIFY. oc6-sGua or words | ¢ | that way; | the: y so badly,” he went on, “but notice you stood on your right foot as you chook hand: You should have stood on the left; that is the law of opposition—right hand forward, left foot forward; otherwise your poise is insecure; you look as if you wanted t» get through and get along as quickly as possible. Then, the handshake. Raise the elbow first. Let the current of inspiration momentarily rest there, the hand hang dea Shake it so—dead, dead, perfecily dead,” and we stood, with elbows cut, flepping hands just as Delsarte and Sarah Bernhardt have done together before us. Now he continued, after the flopping had finished in a handshake with a wrist mevement, ‘‘be particular to give only half the hand. To give the whole hand or to give the tips of the fingers is aff tion.” “That's all right,” I said, “but it seems to me it isn't just what I want. I have occasionally been caught up by a hand- shake and lifted out of sight for a minute; then returneg to earth before I had a chance to kaoW what had happened. That’s the way I want to learn how to shake bands. “Oh, yes; that is English. Well, Mrs. Cleveland is too democratic to shake but doubtless you will find everybody else will do so. We will try it. Raise the elbow to a level with the shoul- der, extend the hand on a line »arallel with your body and on a level with your elbow, palm toward you; bend the fingers only to catch the fingers of the hand ex- tended. Shake three times—so. Now, to- gether—one, two three; elbow higher still. ‘There. But stand closely. Very well. Again.” Stif-Legged Walk. When I could do this so as to make the Prince of Wales himself feel perfectly at home in case I ran across him, I told the professor I would like to learn the stiff- legged walk—it seemed to me more dressy and appropriate for a President’s recep- tion than the usual wajk. “That is very simple,” he replied. “Just keep the kree stiff. Do not bend at the knee at all. Very good.” “Now, about a crush kat,” I said. ‘Papa, who is a member from the northwest,thinks of carrying one. “By all means,” replied the professor. “They are distinctly au fait in elite society at present. You will find the diplomats all carrying them, and going irto a mixed a: semblage, such as a reception to Congress brings together, it is always well to go in the most distinguished manner, and in that way you naturally fall in with the most distinguished people. The hat is carried in the left hand, holding the brim toward tlie bo: crown against arm. In standing, rest on one foot only, you are thus able to rest yourself, shifting from one foot to the other. Suppose we go through the receiv- ing once more. We did so—not once, but many times, and when I came to dress for the reception, it was with a light heart, certain that my manners were quite as faultless as my clothes. Strugale With the Tie. Directly I began meking my toilet the «conomy of my refcrmed full dress for wo- men me apparent. In the first place, it was necessary to renew my complexion enly to the cellar, whereas had I been go- ing to the President's reception in the usual decollete attire of women I would have had to be steamed, massaged and whitened to the belt. Nor was I driven to endanger my life by drawing in my waist an extra couple of inches for the extra tight fit of an evening corsage, since a swallow-tail permits the chest expansion of an athlete. I must corfess, however, to holding in my breath when I ad advanced to the deliexte task of tying a white lawn What if I should spoil it—the only one 1 will Kindly draw a veil over the picttre ef how I practiced ten an old one to develop a system, and then after the critical quarter of a minute's debate on which should be the short ard which the long end, I desperately shut my eyes and tied it—trusting the re- times on sult to luck. Let me rev nothing but the reward of a blind faith. It was a beautiful bow, if I did it and say it my- el My suit—I suppose I may properly refer to it as a suit—my suit when finished was without a flaw. Fit me—but then you doubtless noticed that yourself later in the evening. The crea in the skirt were scmething to set one’s conscience by, and it distressed me not a little that all during the evening I was unable to survey them. From the pinnacle of my $ collar I could not stoop even to that. My tail was lined thro’ shout with w e sat- in, just as sw ld be, and I was tly happy “in this lining until, finall, e—glov violets, everything com- I went on parade be: man who, his eyes were riveted on me, Yhy didn't you have ‘em lined with rellow? They usually do.” “Them—they—what do you mean?” I asked. plete— instantly The Barricrs Down. Your end-man coat tails. White lining ts hardly gay" enough. Repartee of this sort was to be expected retly envious of the su- perior fit and finish of my suit as compared with his. Nor, when I took off my ulster in the men’s cloak room at the White Hou as 1 at all disturbed to hear a Congressman exclaim: “What's this—Dr. Mary Walker with us again? A man in what was unmistakably a hired evening suit would naturally betray some feeling on beholding the elegant in- dividuality of my twentieth century outfit. Right in the cloak room, equal rights with men, as a result of a correct evening dress, were established for me. To avoid having to crowd through to the ladies’ cloak room, many ladies sought to deposit their wraps with the men’s, but invariably the answer was, “Against orders.” I, how- ever, handed my ulster over the counter in the men’s cloak room, and, looking the attendant In the eyes as str as the part in my hair, said, rtainly, sah,” was the prompt reply, and I waiked off and over poor, bail- gowned women, who have not yet learned the influence of dress upon the barriers that everywhere oppose their se Object of Atientio . My purpose in wearing my reformed dress to the President's r tion was to test its utility—to make sure that my re- torm was practi Of cou what is in the end proved right is at first commonly attended with difficulties peculiar to the experimental stage. It was to be expected that I would attract a certain measure of attention. As i was moving slowly up in ne toward the President men and women regarded me with all the delightful in- difference to my being alive that might have been shown a heathen queen from the Cannibal Islands, wearing her simple native dress. They pointed at me; they went and got their friends, who also pointed at me. Really, it was quite like being a reigning beauty, whom the Prince of Wales has given favorable mention at the club. jome said: “It is.” Others said: nd I proceeded quite to the lent without understanding what everybody was in doubt about. My meeting with the President was all spoiled by some unlucky fate that caused me to forget all about the law of opposi- tion when I shook hands with him. I stood on my right foot and shook with my right hand, and thus did my dollar's worth of deportment avail me nothing when I most needed it. However, the President didn’t seem to mind. He smiled at me very kind- Vhether he said “How d'y do, my or what he did say, I don’t know— I was that upset over having fcrgotten my deportment. Mrs Cleveland was no less s than the President. Mrs, Carlisle the expression of sheer wonder Il along the line of cabinet ladies. rs ell wondered and was amused. nother cabinet lady was severe, and I hink one w mad. At all events, she ked at me so very stern I would have 1 her pardon and promised never to do so any more had I not unconsciously fallen into a stiff-legged walk that m any expression of weak-kneed humility seem too incongruous to be considered. The Foreigner's Note Book. man following after me along the ving line complained that nobody r ttention to him, so occupied were they for the moment in endeavoring to an- Mrs. Carlisle's outspoken query: “Is n or a woman? but it has no fe therefo: was in nowise em a foreigner, who gave me one I had emerged into the cast lel “owe a note book and writing vig Doubtless the volume of Impressions of America’ we get from the other side will make the usual extension of solitary instances to ribe general conditions and assert that wder of the President American women attend state receptions at the White House clad in evening dress such as is worn only by_men in Europe. This nete-book mannerism of visiting for- éigners was not such a severe test on a woman's endurance as I found a few steps beyond when a man I know, whom I fully all swer itam It is a woman, lings, and, ed by when and began nce room, expected to tell me how smooth I was looking, grew white to the eyebrows, so clearly scared to death was he jest I should descend upon him. Poor fellow! Some men are just so shaky on their reputations they can’t be too careful about women in public. Passing through the.east rocm, I think I may fairly claim to have scored up to Madame Yang. The crush was considera- ble, as you know, and I carried my audi- ence with me with difficulty, but they fol- lowed. I was some time discovering just What it was that causqd their faces to ex- hibit not alone curiosity, but concern. I even saw some duennas scurry their charges away after one dreadful glance in my di- stion. Then, a voice, came to me saying: “Iv's a skirt,” in a tone of voice which ex- plained that the contérn was to discover how far my reformed dress went. The crush concealed the lower portions of it, so that there I had been going innocently along, suspected of goodness knows what. It Was a Success. Only one woman was at all rude to me. She was one of those persons who always turns around to look after an- other woman on the street, and if she thinks she looks better than the other, she gloats. If she doesn’t think so, she glares. She glared at me, until it began to grow unpleasant, when I simply put on my glasses and bending over scrutinized a large mole on her neck. After she had moved off, the only other thing that went to mar my pleasant afternoon was a collar. It was at least two inches higher than mine, and rot even the judgment of the wearer that I was a “rummy go,” nor his friend's sober judgment that I was the “correct thing,” made me any the less envious to know that in height of collar I was thus excelled. I spent an hour at the reception, and came away having every reason to Geclare of my reformed dress in the words of a more eloquent and famous tongue than mine, “It done noble.” Beyond every chance, I have proved it a success which any woman may repeat, and whenever she doesn’t feel like buying a dress suit for a single function, at the usual charge per evening, one may be hired from PAULINE PRY. Sages eee THEY BOTH WEPT. The First Experience .of Two Irish- men With Mexican Chile. ‘Texas Cor. Globe-Democrat. There is a dish, for which our Mexican friends are responsible, Known as ‘chile con carne.” - This being translated into English, becomes ‘meat with pepper.” It is composed of what is supposed to be beef chopped in small pieces and a liberal supply of a liquid, the basis of which is red pepper. There is no supposition about the pepper. It is genuine. The word “hot” fails ingloriously in describing the iaste of it. The first time a man tries it he is pos- sessed of an immediate and frantic desire to spit it out, shout “murder!” and break for water, while the idea surges through his brain that somebody is playing a joke on him. Strange to say, however, a taste for this stuff grows on a man, and if he has nerve enough to try it again a few times he begins to like it, and you can’t get it hot enough for him. A few years ago a couple of hmen came down into the country around San Antonio, where chile is a staple food, work- ing on somebody's railroad. They knew how to shovel dirt, lay ties and 4 spikes, but nothing of the country, toms or its food. In-fact, in the mat eating they never balke®at a dish bece it was strange, but always tried ¢ = thirg set before them tnd let the cons quences take care of themselves. Up to the time of the events hereiti detailed they had not r ived any the worst of it, either. One fateful day, however, they sat down for dinner in the company’s chuck tent, and a big dish of thile sat right before them. It looked like coarsely chopped hash imming in a pool of red gravy. What have we here?’ said one of them, and before any one ‘cout bat his e he had a heaping -spoonful square in mouth. Of course his first impulse was to do what any man would’ do under the cir- cumstances, but this impulse, strong as it was, was checked and conquered by the desire to have his pkrtner do and suf- fer likewise. So he dissembled, swallowed the mess and held it,dgwn, but he couldn't me to his eyes and a melan- prevent the te that chol sssion that ‘Would be take: fortune. The other Mic’ these things, and, of cour wanted to know, and ying ye are. What in divil ails ye, mo: “A-a-ah, and do ye know, Mike,” came the answer in a choking voice, “sitting here as we air, so far away from the ould counthry and me home, I couldn't help thinking of me puir oWld fayther and me mither, both of thim dead, and the thoughts of it is making me wape, trooly. During this affecting recital Mike also reached for the chile and put a heavy dose in his mouth. The effect was immediate, but he knew in a minute what was what, and he didn’t propose to give anybody the satisfaction of seeing any demonstraiion, so he, too, swallowed it, held it down, and then ‘he, too, wept like a loose-fitting faucet. Then Denny grew inquisitive, and, says h I notice ye wape also. Is it your own re- r is it in sympathy that ye be yther the one nor the other. I'm waping about yer fayther and yer tnither, for is sorry I am thi wasn't both of vas barn, ye scum School Boys. Reed and the Hr. Wash. Globe-Demoe One day I was seated in a chair at one of the House doors awaiting the coming of my husband, when two small and not over- clean school beys approached, and, with great solemnity and much formality, sent in their cards to Mr. Reed. It seems that there was a debate soon to take vlace at the schcol which the boys attended, and the question was one involving some of the heavier principles of political economy. They wanted Mr. Reed's views on the ject. Mr. Reed came out and gravels gocd-humoredly shook hands with the boy then, seating himself between them, asked what he could do for them. The boys eagerly preferred their questions, which the Cor. big man patiently heard, and then gave the necessary information with a judicial air that was charming as comical. As I saw him sitting there in that homely dem- ocratie fashion giving audience to the school boys, I said to myself, “This is a good man,” but when he took -my own little boy up in his arms and said: “My boy, you are certainly very much iike your father, and I suppose he is as good Icok- ing as they grow them south of Mason and Dixon’s line,” then I said to myself, “This is not only a good man, but a smart one.” Segre eee Well Begun. From the Chicago Inter-Ocean. He.—There is only a half hour until train time, and your, trunk isn’t half : MINCE MEAT 3 Two large pies are made from each = package of None-Such Mince Meat. = For sale by all grocers. Be sure § and get the None-Such. Za MERRELL-SOULE CO., Syracuse, N. Y. CHARITY AND RICHES The Appeals That Marked the Expsrience of One Woman. The Burden of Other People’s Chari- ties is Rather Hard to Bear— On Every Hand. From the New York Merald. It has been said over and over again that the rich need pity as well as the poor. But I wonder how many people in their heart of hearts believe it. The drawbacks which wealth, or a reputation for wealth, brings to women would make many less envious were they fully chronicled. ‘This was the way in which a little white- haired woman, well known for her broad interest in philanthropy, education, society, &c., began to voice her grievance “Today is a sample of what the ‘season’ brings to one. In the morning mail I found two requests outright for money to help ‘deserving cases,’ proteges of the writers, who were women themselves of much greater wealth than mine. There were the usual number of societies, charitable, lit- erary or otherwise, asking me to become a life member or at least a subscriber. Four letters contained tickets ‘which it is under- stood you will pay for if not returned.’ It would do my heart good to express freely my opinion of that species of blackmail. As if my correspondence was not heavy enough without having this extra burden continually thrust upon me. “I had just settled down to write as po- litely as possible to the applicants when the bell rang and the maid brought me a card: ‘Miss Jones, introduced by Mrs. Brown,’ I have a great admiration for Mrs. Brown, who is a neighbor and fellow-worker of mine. So 1 hurried down to see what I could do for the young woman she sent. But I was somewhat unprepared to hear her—whom I had never seen before in my life, of whom I knew absolutely nothing— tell me that she would like me to lend her ene hundred dollars. Mrs. Brown had de- clined the request when made to her, but had sent her to me, saying I was known to be so wealthy and so charitable that I would be sure to grant it. Mrs. Brown for once was mistaken. Modest Beyond All. “I went back to my correspondence, hop- ing, but not too confidently, that I would Le undisturbed. It was fortunate I had not been too confident. The bell rang again. This time it was a woman, who had, she assured me, a wonderful voice. All she needed, she said, was an _ introduction. ‘Now, if you will let me have your parlors for two or three nights, and will sell tickets for me,’ she concluded, ‘I will surely be launched.’ And she added a few depressing sentences of flatter; ‘How did you hear of me?’ I inquired, with natural curiosity as to who was shifting her applicants on me this time. She named Mrs. > woman of wealth and social 7 tion, with not a tie in the world to hamper the ex- ercise of any charitable whim. I determin- ed that the next time I met Mrs. X. I would thank her for having ‘passed on’ to me such an opportunity of doing good. By this time another mail was in, bring- ing a piteocus appeal from a woman I knew quite well. I had always supposed she was possessed of an assured though small in- come. The letter told that this was gone, and she had been compelled to practice the severest economy all summer. Newspapers, sugar in her coffee, even the coffee itself at length, had to be given up. She had even remained at home lest exercise in the open air should give her an appetite. The shock of such an appeal was positively paintul. When wealth is given a woman she ought to supply herself with ironbound nerves. “I had barely regained my composure when a man came asking me to get his son into the Blank Hospital, where I had a bed. I explained to him that it was already occupied, but I would give him a card to the hospital people. No, that wouldn't do. He had understood that patients in my bed got special attention, and so he wanted the whole loaf or none. I humbly told him that I would be rejoiced to have the honor of helping him if he would only permit it. But he wouldn't, and I went back to my letters. 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