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THE OMAHA DAILY BEE WOMAN'S WORLDLY WEALTH, @oms in Postry and Proso of Mothior, Bister and Wife, CONSOLATIONS OF CREATION. Female Drummers—Rich Ladies of Gotham — Titled Marriages — “‘Plea of Non Support"—Gen- eral Gossipy Talk. Woman's Love. hall woman’s love—of mother, sister, wife, lie richest blessing of this mortal life, 1ve no tribute, humble though it be, For 8o much worth and so much ‘!m'll_\.’ Yes! Wiiie our hearts can feel or lips can speal Our words shall fail not thouzhour woids are eak— Weak to express what bends each noble soul In mild submission to itssweet control; ‘Which smooths each wiinkle from the brow of care, And setseternal youth and beauty there: Lights up the gloom of death, and points the road To God's celostial home and our divine abode! Tributes to Woman, Confucius—Woman is the masterpiece. Herder—Woman is the crown of cre- ation. Voltaire — Women civility and dignity, John Quincy Adams—All that I am, my mother made me. sessing— Nature meant to make woman its masterpiece. Lamartine—There is a woman at the beginning of all great things. hittier—If woman lost us Eden, such a8 she alone restore it. Barrett—Woman is last at the cross and earlicst at the grave. Richter—No man can citler live pious- 1y or die righteous without a wife. N. P. Willis—The sweetest thing in life 18 the unclouded welcome of a wife, Voltaire—All the reasonings of men are not worth one sentiment of a woman Beecher—Women are a new race, T created the world received Christianity. Leopold Schefer—But one thing on earth 1s better than the wife—that 1s the mother. Shakespeare—For where is any author in the world teaches such beauty as a woman's eyes? Michelet—Woman is the Sunday of man; not his repose only, but his joy, the salt of his life. Margaret Fuller Ossoli--Woman s born for love, and it is impossible to turn her from secking it. Louis Desnoye A woman may be ugly, |ll»a||x|‘w,d, wicked, ignorant, silly and stupid, but ardly ever ridiculous. Lord Lansdale—If, the whole world were put into one scale and my mother into the other, the world would kick the the beam. Malherbe—There are only two beauti- ful things in the world—women and roses; and only two sweet things—women and melons. Bulwer-Lytton—0, woman! in ordinary cases 80 mere a mortal, how in the great and rare events of life dost thou swell into the angels! Saville—Women have more strength in their looks than we have in our laws; and more power by their tears than we have by our arguments. Emerson-—A" beautiful woman is a practical poet: taming her savage mate, planting tenderness, hope and eloquence 1 all whom she approaches. Anna Cora Mowatt—NMisfortune sprin- kles ashes on the heart of the man, but falls like dew on the head of the woman and brings forth germs of strength of h she herself had no conscious™ pos- ion, hackeray—Almost all women will &ive a sympathizing hearing to men who -areinlove. Be they ever so old, they grow young again in that conversation and renew their own early time. Men are not quite so generous, Ruskin—Shakespeare has no heroes— he has only heroines, Gladstone—Woman is the most perfect when the most womanly. ‘abanis—In wishing to extend her em- pire, woman destroys it. Boucicault—I wish Adam had died with all his ribs 1n his body. Bulwer—To a gentleman,every woman is a lady in rieht of her sex Cowley—What is a woman? Only one of nature's agreeable blunders. Saadi—A handsome woman is a jewel; a woman is a treasure. chefoucauld—A fashionable woman is always in love with herself. Cervantes—All women are good—good for nothing, or good for something. Victor Hugo—Women detest the ser- pent lm'mxfl a professional jealousy, Francis [L—A woman changes oft; who trusts her is the softest of the soft. Shakespeare—There was never a fair woman but she mouths in a glass. George Eliot—A ssionate woman's love is always overshadowed by her fear. Heine—Handsome women without re- ll{ilon are like flowers without perfume. Jorvantes—Between o woman's 'y 1{|d “no” I would not venture to stick a pin. Luther—Earth has nothing more ten- dor thana womun's heart when it is the abode of pity, teach us repose, Women as Drummers. Albany Argus: A few years since, when the business community was startled by the innovation of women as traveling salesmen, it was argued that they would be a success, as they could n ot fill the many social obligations required to sell large amounts, An experience of two or three years, however, has given she matter an ulllll‘el{ different aspect. It is found that the lady drummer makes n impression on the country merchant, especially in the west, where the male member of the fraternity would fail. A ocommercial man of large experience says the merchants will hold their orders for the laay drummer, even though a dozen of their own sex offer and beg to fill them on advantageous terms. Agnin, they are always in need of something when the lady drummer calls, while with the man it is more often “nnlll\nfi to-day.” The 'success of the women drummers is much more marked with the merchants of the opposite sex than with their own. Women in trade do not usmllv take kindly to women as commercial travelers and it has been suggested that in the future, when every- thing is *'down fine,” women will be em- fi:oyod exclusively to sell to the men and 0 men to take orders from the women in trade; but as only a small proportion of merchant and traders are of the gentle sex 1t is obvious that when that day comes, if 1t ever does, the ladies wili have a practical monopoly of the business, as the 1aales do now, aud the men must then find something else to do. Busy Men and Women, A busy womaun who must think, whp must care for others, whose hLeart is in her work for othavs, and whose life can- 0t be confined within four walls, or any Arrowing conventionalities, seeks her nd, and saves her precious moments by receiving her friends upon one dayin the week. fhe busy man, shut in his oflice for long hours, harassed by mnnx cares and o’wn flagellated by foes, finds it sweeter and better for the few moments' chat in some attractive home, where beauty, music and flowers give hun the L poelry to mate with his prosuie cares. Rioh New York Women. The New York correspondent of the Philadelphia Record writes: . { am every astonished at the wealth of Lhis city. ‘@ are supposed to kuow at least the names of the millionaires, or at any rate people whose fortunes amount to more than a million or two; but we do not know the half of them, and the number of wealthy women in New York is past belief. I know a lady whom nobody ever heard of outside of her own circle of acquaintance who has #5000,000 of her own, 1 known another lady who has $3,000,000; of another, recently dead, with from $5,0.0,000 to 6,000,000, These, of course, not including the well known wenalthy widows—such as the late Mrs. A T, Stewart, the Widow Hummersley, Mrs. May and a dozen others. The china and household ornaments of the Widow McCrosky were sold at auction this week. There_was nothing very striking about the collection, though it wasan expensive one, Widow McCrosky ves abont six million dollars, a large part of which is invested in the Chemical National bank. Mrs. McCrosky got n when the shares were at par. Now a share that originally cost #100 is worth £2,500; so 1if Mrs. Me- Crosky had afew hundred shares in this bank her income would have been a great deal larger than one would have thought, taking the ordinary percentage which nowadays seems to be five, I know another lady in New York who has £5.000,000 of her own, $2,000,000 of which she will settle_upon her daughter if her daughter marries to please her. 1f the daughter does not—ifshe takes it into her head to run off with the coachman— she will be cut off withashilling; at least that is what her mother says now. It is not generally given out that the mother is going to make this marriage settlement on her daughter, it were I think she would have an embarrassment of suitors. ‘I'wo million dollars 1s a good deal to set- tle upon a bride—more in fact than is wise—but I think it much better for Ithy parents to give their elildren a dowry when they marry than to give them nothing until their death, when the property is divided. The idea of mar- ringe settlements, which as a general thing is repugnant to Americans, is not a bad one.” It makes & woman independ- ent and it makes it possible for her to marry a poor man who might ve a much better husband for her than a richer one. When young men or young women have been brought up surrounded by overy luxury at home, and then get marrie and are obliged to live as though they were in straitencd circumstanc when they know at the death of their parents they are going to have all the mone they want, it makes them, I fear, look forward to the death of their parents with feelings akin to resignation. If at their marria a good round sum of money were settled upon them, I think the eftfect W be more satisfactory than is found in aaticipation. Speaking of rich women, Mrs, Fred- erick Stevens, whose marriage to the Marquis de Talleyrand has excited so much talk in fashionable circles, 18 one of the richest. Her yearly income 1s $300,000, and she gets the greater part of this from the Chemical National bank, in which she is one of the largest stock- holders. Her father, 1 believe, was one of the founders of the bank. Mrs Stevens’ relations with the Marquis de Talleyrand have been of candalous nature for a numver of years. The mar- quis, as well as Mrs. Stevens, was mar- ried, and has a_wife, a Boston woman, and a family of ebildren. He is a bril- liant man, but is extremely unpleasant to look at, and 1s an inveterate gambler, But Mrs. Stevens beeame cnamored of him and gave up husband, home and children and followed him through Europe. She came back from abroad a few months ago and went to live at New- port, that she might take advantage of the loose divorce laws of the stute of Rhode Island. -There she got a divorce ;f:r:\nml her on the plea of mos {er husband made no obj after obtaining a divorce she went back to Paris and married the Marquis de Talleyrand, who in the meantime had become divorced from his wife, on what ground [ do not know. Perhaps she got the divorce from bim, which she might ensily have done. Now anything more absurd than this vlea of non-suvport on the part of Mrs, Stevens could hardly be imagined. Mrs, Steveus is the daughter of a wealthy mer- chant of New York city by the name of Sampson, who had more money than so- cial position,and who was possessed with an ambition to get into Bociety, or at least to get his daughter in. Erederick Stevens was a young lawyer of hmited practice but high social position, and in him Mr. Sampson saw_his opportunity. The match was one of convenience, but it was a love match as well. Mr. Stovens was anxious to zo on with his business, but father-in-law Sampson would not listen to it. He made him retire from the practice of the law, and told him he would find all the busingss he wanted taking care of his wife's estate. Mr. Stevens hesitated at first, but the offer was a tempting one, and he finally ac- cepted it as a_matter of course, and he did look closely after his wife’s affairs, and they were supposed to be a hnpn.i couple as couples go; and th were, believe, until the Marquis De Talleyrand appeared upon the scene. Mrs. Stevens no sooner restod her eyes upon s ugly little face than she lost her head, and for- Fut not only common decency, but all the nstincts of a wife and mother. on, Gossip For the Ladtes. The younges t* tvpesctter of whom there i8 any record is the 9-year-old daughter of a New York newspaper man, She does the work well. g Mrs. P. D, Armour, of Chicago, is a practical pi\il:mlhro pist. One of her Zood works is the maintainance of a mis- sion school, which costs her $10,000 a year, Itisa sad commentary on the astute- ness of the authors of ‘“‘One Hundred Distinguished Americans,” just pub- lished, that only four women are men- tioned, These are Charlotte Cushman, Lucretia Mott, Elizabeth Cady Stanton and Harriet Beecher Stowe. Michigan is proud of Miss Alice R, Jordan, tke young woman who took the degree of LL. B, at Yale last June. She is but 23 vears old, is the first and only woman ever graduated from Yale, was two years ago admitted to practice law in the circuit courts, and has now been admitted to practice in the superior court, Professor Maria Mitchell of Vassar col- lege, declares that society has never given women a chance to show their in- tellectual fitness for responsible posi- tions. A thoughtful glance, over the world, however, suggests that the bars are down now at least, however tormid- able they may have been in times past, and that woman may do whatever she will. Cincinnati boasts of having the only female engineer in the countr Her name is bfiry 8. Brennan, tron of a young ladies' f obviate the trouble experienced wit heating apparatus in the establishment she studied the science of steam he: introduced may improvemen hen v before the board of inspecters and, ) sing a4 first Elass examination, recoived heyicense. New Hampshire has a philosopher. She is a woman who never allows herself to fret over anything, She takes one or two naps every day, never takes her work to bed with her, and oils all the various wheels of 4 busy life with an im- ltllcll faith that there is a head and heart 0 this grex%{un vepse, and that she can trust thom both, She has reached the age of eighty years, but thanks to the method of her life, 1s suill vigorous and healthy. Getting Elind. Bobby (returned from an errand)— Ma, Miss Smith is geuin‘ blind, I think. Mother--Why, Bobby? Bobby- use when I went into tne hall she said, ‘“‘Bobby, where's your hat!" and there it was ou my head all the time. him, 1 T SELECTED SMILE STARTERS. Pungent Pens that Oure More Ills than Patent Pills, STIGGINS' OLD STEM-WINDER, How to Write a Love Story—Sam Jones in “Beandom"—lIngersoll's Lat- est—Bill Nye's Bovine—far- ticular Jacob, How to Write a Love Story. Carlotta Perry. Now bring me a maid that is plamp and dark, And bring me a mald _that is tall and fairi One must be gay as a meadow 1ark, One with a graye and queenly air, And a sort of a high-toned stately stare. A mian, old, rich, and a perfect fright; A'man that 1§ young and debonnalr: Aud lo! the story that 1 will write. Bring me a summery moonlit park, Bring mo a honse In a handsome square, One in the country, a kind of ark Of refuge for lovers: some mad despair, Duty, temptation, grief and care, To take the edge off love's delight, A few odd people from here and there, And lo! the story that L will write, Bring me a tripin a treacherous bark, A wreck In the midseas anywhere, Bring me a duel—heaven save the miark ! A reunited and hm'f DA, A gown from Worth's for the brido to wear. nd bring me a fate as dark as night, For all of the bold, bad ones to share; And lo! the story that 1 will write. Envoy. Bring ink and pen to my easy chair. Of paper a ream all fair and white, AXAI sher ready to do and dare, nd lo! the story that [ will write, A Btem-Winder, | Texas Siftings: Stiggins was passing a watchmaker’s establishment and look- ing in the window he noticed a very pretty girl at the connter. “Hat™ he soliloquized. “I'll go in and ln?mnlook t her under some pretext or other.” He entered and was waited on by the young lady’s father. “‘What can I do for you?" “1 want to get a key for my wateh,” he stammered, feasting his eyes on the young lady. “Let me see your watchmaker As if in a dream he took out his watch. The watchmaker mined 1t and said, with sury “Why your watch is a stem-winder.” He doesn’t remember how he got out, but he does remember thatthe young lady laughed. watch,” said the 1ad Not Learned. He was stopping and, becoming ill, sent down for the clerk. Mr. Ross tlew up stairs, and in about fiftcen minutes came down looking as bale as a fresh table- cloth. “What's the matter?”’ asked one of the regular boarders, hanging on the edge of the counter. “There’s a man up stairs with the hvdrophobia!” exclaimed Ross, in terrified accents. *“‘How do you know " said the Regular, with excited inter “Why, he sent for me to come up to his room; that he was sick. went and found him choking, his throat parched and dry, and_calling feebly for something to drink. I gave him a glass of ice water, and when he saw it, he jumped wildly up, knocked it out of my hand, and loo s if he were going to bave a tit.” The Regular looked serious and shook his head ominously, while Ross stood irresolute and trembling. “Who is he#” finally inquired the Regu- lar. “Colonel Blank of Kentucky," re- sponded Ross. The Regular’s face un- derivent a great chan; “*And you gave him 1ce water?” he smd, in pitying amazement. “Oh, Ross, Ross, will you never learn the difference between a hydrophobia patient and a Kentucky pol- itician?” And the Regular strolled off toward the sick man’s room, leaving a cold and heartless smile for poor Ross. Something H Washington at the Ebbitt Sam Jones’ Mistake. “1 would make Boston a suburb of glory.” —SAM JONES. Muke Boston a suburb of elory, Sam Jones? Do yon know what such sacrilege means? 1 fear you have not read the story, “Sam Jones, Of that city of culture and beans. You are sailing through breakers and rocks. Sam Jones, A dangeroussea you are tossed on ; Hereafter be sure In your talks, Sam Jones, To make glory a suburb of Boston, The Latest From Ingersoll. New York Star: The latest from Ingersoll is floating around the Hoffman. 1t was in St. Louis, and the colonel was accosted by a tall, lantern-jawea speci- men of saving grace from the back dis- tricts, “'Air you Bob Ingersoll?” asked he. *Llwas christened Robert G.—" the orator. “Afr f’ou the man that's tryin’ to abol- ish_nell-tire?” The colonel said he was doing a Ittle that way. i “Why, the idee;” said the reverend. “How on airth air we gomn’ to save sin- ners? You ougit 1o be ashamed of your- self.” *Don’t commit yourself, my friend— don’t,” smd the colonel, quickly. “You may be mighty sorry some day thut I didn’t abolishit.". His Son Jacob was Very Particular. Texas Siftings: “How is your son Jacob coming on?" Washington Jones of an Austin Israclite, +*Only so so, Mishter Jones." “*Ain’t he married yety' “No, not yet. My son Shacob was very particular. “Can't he find a girl to suit him?" “Vell I dells you. He could have mar- ried dot Revecea Blumenthal mit fifty dousand tollars more dan den years ago, and he vent pack on her.” “That was unfortunate. “I should shmile. Choost calculate how much interest alore hash gone dot spout up dat fifty dou tollars on in den years at, shay, only six per shent,” said Presence of Mind. “You know Dou Cutler?” said a Cin- cinnati traveler to a fellow M. T, *Who, the coroner?” ““That’s the man; you know lv\g lm{ the :ffumtlt)h |ot never losing hig head, ays ready for an emergehey. Y(’m-l; I've ‘lenrs But what about it.”* *I saw lum thoroughly rattled the other that of him. day.” | ‘yWhntnbou " “Simply because he couldn’t find his -bottle." in “*Pshaw; that shouldn't bave disturhed Ishould thunk that any man m his iness would have k_nowu Jjust what to | don a case like that.” “What would you haye done?” “Held un ink quest, of course.’” And he escaped just in time to deprive the undertaker of a job. 1t Was a Dead Give Away. Pittsburg Dispatoh; A certajn east end young lady i» much given to adding force 10 her remarks by the use of metaphors. Receutly she was placed n a rather em- barrassing position by ber proficiency in this line. ~ As girls often will when afone together, she and a number of youn lady friends were one day animatedly discussing the merits and demerits of their masculine acquaintances from a strictly girl standpoint., Whatever the talk may have been about, at one stage of its progress one of the misses exclaimed: “Oh, ise't he horrid! I'd have boxed his ears!”’ wThe other young ladies volubly agreed s R K with this declaration, and the young s then declared: “The wrbt But Tean manage him, you bet! You' should see me sit on him!” Just here comes in tho enfant terrible, always around t6 interpret statements lit. erally and honestly: “I'seed you sitting on him once, Lou.” Then, as the rést momentarily stopped their talk in speechless amazement, the terror exclaimed in conclusion: I dess he lik-ed it, too. He was tying your shoe.” And then, as the piping treble of th youngster was lost in a chorus of *'Oh’ the “I didn’t!"" of the blushing Lou, in indignant and expostulating tones, might have been heard by those who cared to hear, #ll of Fun and Fight, Some of the details of cross-examination in the now famous libel action of Pankhurst vs Sowler (Man- chester Courier) before Justice Haw kir are too funny s by. kor instanc Did you say with relation to the franchise bill that “nio oriental despot had ever conceived & tyranny so insolentin its bearing?" as the attitude of Lord Salis bury, “Idid," replied the determined docior, “and I am sorry to say itis tra “Did Sali bring an action against you?"' “Iwish he had.”” *'But be didw't¥" “No." “Now, in another part of the speech did you speak of the mem- bers of the house of lords gooseberrinst” [Loud laughter.] “Cer tainly; prize gooseherries.” [Renewed Iaughter.] Dr, P: pont of law in this action as ngainst the new et is, 1t should be remembered that it and can not be for the public good to publish a “blasphemous story,” whether true or false. Whatever may be the law or however it may press upon the editor of ngwspapers, nobody ¢ f‘ deny that D; Pankhurst is making & gallant fight of i with a good deal of fun thrown in. Bill Nyc'e Cow, “Owing to ill-health,” Bill Nye, “I will sell at my residence in town. 20, range 18, west, according Lo govern- ment survey, one ' crushed-raspberry eol- ored cow, nged six . She 18 a good milkster and not afraid of the cars—or anything else. She isacow of undaunted courage and gives milk frequently. To a man who does not fear death in any form she would be agreat boon. She very much attached to her home at pre ent, by means of a trace chain, but she witl be { to any one who will agree to treat her right. She is one-fourth Snor horn and t fourth Pur- chaser need not be B S0 throw in a double-barreled shot-gun with her. In May she gener- ally goes aw swhere for a week or two, and returns with a tall red ealf with long, wabbly legs. Her nameis Rose, and 1 would prefer to sell her toa non’r dent.” A Man of Experience, Lady—Have you houses to rent? Real Escate Agent—Yes. Here is one list of about 150. Lady—Do you think that you can give me one that will suit me? Real Estate Agent—Madam, T don’t be- lieve Iean, But possibly I ean give you one that will syit yur husband. Used Glasses loth Ways. “1 want to sce one of the editors,” said a lady, coming into the oflice. “Which one?” inquired the hors porter. | “The one thal wears glasses. *On his nose or under his no: “Both,I think," she replied he as at once dirccted by the startled horse reporter to the religious cditor's room. 0 re- Little Bits of Fun, “Wko is the god of battles?” asked a her of the¢ cluss in mythology. Iar,” answered little Johnny Henp “Mars, you méan, Johnny, the teacher, “No, I don’t, neither. I only got one mar.” “If you want to look for line marks,”” said the boy to the palm reader, ‘‘you needn’t examine my hand, for that’s the wrong place, You wunt to look at the spot where the old man larruped me with the clothes line.” A rooster may crow s clear as a bell And be “cock of the walk” all day, But he can’t Jay an egg with a bard white shell Because he ain’t bullt that way. Levy and Marks were playing poker. The former sat 1 splendid luck. He won $9 on three trays and a $15 jack-pot on a pair of aces. Marks stood the drain as long as he could, and then said: “Veeping Rebecca! Levy, I'd rather have your luck than a license to steal.” “(d, can 1 knock the champion out?” Some rising slugeer cries; He “'reads the answer in tho stars” ‘That dance before his eyes. “Chestnuts!” velled several pe s in the gallery gt the minstrel sh?w That's right, gentlemen,” responded Bones: *if you don’t get what you want ask for it.” When a Virginia mountaineer wants & chew of tobacco, this (according to one who has been there) 1s ‘the way he asks for it: ‘‘Stramnger, gimme a chaw yer black flat chawin’ terbacker; thav is,” ef yer chaw. 1dunno ef yer chaw er no; do yer chaw?” ——— PAPER BARRELS. Successfal Adaptation of Pulp toan tmportanc Industry. New York Tribune: The growing scarcity of the timber supply has given rise to the serious question of how to produce packag for oil, liquors and similur substunces which will meet the demands of the market. This question has at difierent times during the last twenty years led to various ut. tempts to produce a paper barrel which would answer all the purposes for which the wooden barrel is used. Theso attempts, bowever, have been attended with no practical success until recently, when & barrel was produced from paper pulp which scems destined to supersede the wooden article. Tts general appear- ance is that of the common wooden bar- rel thickly varpished, while OIIIY five pieces are used in making it. It is bound with ordinary wooden hoops, and the head is of one piece, so constructed that it fits into the barrel air-tight and is held firmly n place by & hoop without the use of nalls, The body is seamloss, and the intarlod and np\%-r or are g A with a substance which rénders the barrel im: pervious to moisture, so that liquids of all kinds ean be transported in it without loss. It 18 also very strong and stiff, not easily broken, dnd as the nature of the compressed paper 18 such that neither dry nor damp weather affects it, the con- tents retain all theiy aromatic qualities, There nrY nuuj' Qus other excellent qualitiés claimed for this barrel. On January 26 Thomas Donilmrty the chief flour inspector of the New York produce exchange, certiied that he had inspected 150 vyrrels of flour which had been shipped ffom u distance in these paper barrels and had found them to be all sound, It generally happens when flour is ‘liwq in wooden barrels that o %ulum ot it sifts through the eracks ere the staves join and is lost. It was found by weighing the flour shipped in runer barrels that none of it had been st in thiy manner. ‘The inventors of this process for mak- inz these barrels say that the weeds and rank grasses which grow on the meadows lving between Jersey City and Newark will produce an excellent pulp for this purpose, and that thus these practicall; waste lands may be made productive an vrofitable. The cost of manufacturing the paper barrels is no greater than that of making the wooden article, and with the putented maechine it 18 said that two wmeb aan produce 600 barrels in » day. HUSBANDS AND HELPMEETS. How to Draw Prizes in Tho Greatest of All Life's Lotterios. HEAD AND HEART HAPPINESS. Mands That Never Ahould Be Joined— Marriage of Literary Peoplo— Considerate Conples—Wed- ding Ceremonials, Not Heads, but Hearts, “Ilio man I marty must wealthy be,” I maiden said And planped her marringe delightfully Within hor head. “T'he girl 1 marry must baautaous be, The young man said And he pietured her seduetively Within his head But on a day did the maiden find One man to be I'he only want of her heart and mind, And poor was he And one day was the man linpressed One girl to gain Who alone contd brini to hii joy and rest, And shie was pinin. “T'hus both discovered their matehes wrought Not by the head, But that, awaking i1 wavs inthonght, PITS heatts that wed. Where Husbands are Considerate, Atlantu Constitution: If a girl must marry, and a Brooklyn man comes along, we advise her to take him. In Brooklyn husbands know their duties, and when they fail to come up to the mark they acknowledge their short- comings and clamor for punishment, Takd a recent case. A young man ap- peared in o Brooklyn court, tho other day, and asked the judge to have him ar- rested. His honor demanded an expla- nation, and the visitor stated that he had been guilty of cruelty to his wife. When pressed for particulars he said that while he hiad not beaten his wife or neglected her for tae flowing bowl, he h been cruel to her from a financinl standpoint. In other words, he had not given her money enough to properly support her. Further questioning developed the fact that his wife had preferred no charge against him. After thinking the matter over the judge begged th l)lmf: man_to o home and give himself another trial. ho advice was accepted and the culpr left the court room. Now taking it for granted that this young man was an ave y husband, the case is rich in suggestions. Let a wife have a proper amount of firm- ness and enterprise, and it 15 plain that such a husband would be a bonanza to her. If these soft hearted Brooklyn men donot come into great demand all over the country it will be because our girls are not looking after their interests. The incident is full of encouragement, It gives us glimpses of the model husband of the future. ¥rench Marriages, London Truth: It is curious how ench grandees, who have really no ad- vantage to win by glaring publieity,court it. One sces this most perhaps, in their weddings. The rule scems to be faire autant d’er ible. Everything the bride r her family or friends is ibited. There are exbibi- bitions of her trousseau at the ware- rooms of the different trades people who have furnished Everything is on view no matter how it may be named or to what use it is destined, and the vublic are apprised through the journals in re- clames paid for at the rate of 25 francs a line, where the things are on exhibi- tion. All the modes gather around the tables, and shallow and elegantly ribboned baskets in which the intimate clothing is laid out. The demi- monde never fails to visit a show of this kind. English lingeres have rot the as- tonishing skill in getting up body linen in_which there isnothing but a very small allowance of cambric, and a very large allowance of fine valenciennes. ~ There is then the body *‘liners,” made of tussore or foulara silks and lace and ribbon. You see it all in_costly trouss: Tt used 10 be the thing for brides of high lineage to have guaker-like underclothing, but under the full cof journalism it has gone out, and is now thought old-fash- ioned and no credit to anyone. The grand exhibition is at the matinee de contrat, to which only relatives, ac- usintances and the press are invited. The journalists are requested to note the “objects de piete’’ on the bride's gift table; that is,when they are in sumptuous or very artistic settings. For instance, a scrap of tho veil in which the Virgin was churched, or an atom of the crown of thorns set in a {mvelm reliquary, is an object to be proud of. The prayer book should be in the style of Anne de Bretagne's, l})‘?lhfiw appears better than Picty bending Mammon to its ser- vice. A Peculiar Wedding Service, Fayette (Mo.) Advertiser: The follow- ing marringe cnronmnyunitinf, an esti- mable colored couple, was performed by ‘‘the Rev. Berry, Ll‘m Robinson of the Baptist church, eullud.” After securing the usual promises from the ‘‘young couples what had arosen up before him on that day, a-wishin to be mtea in the holy odency of wedlock,” the Rev. Berry, with glasses across his nose, head thrown majestically buck and a littlo twisting, an old’ ragged testament held aloft, and with an expression as sublime and solemn as a rock, repeated the following nrit;in:\l version of the Lord's prayer: “Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on carth as it 1s done in heaven: do you 80 promise me as to live together in the holy odency of wedlock as Jacob, Isaac, and Becky.” Give us this day our daity bread, as we forgive our debtors, and I pronounce you man and wife, and lead us not into “temptation, and if there be any man present what objects why these young couples shall not be nited in the holy odency of wedlock let them now forover spoak or hold their peace, for Thine is ihe kingdom und the power and the glory, amen!” Should Literary Chicago Times: Itis not a new ques- tion as to the advisability of marriage on the part of people who depend wholly on their brains for their support, and it is quite possible that all theve 15 to bo said abont it has heen said over and over again. It is, however, a subject of ever- present intevest, a fact which may justify some further allusions, In one of the great religious denom- inations it was found, after a long ex- veri in the case of its priests, that celiba lv\\'nx conducive to the produc- tion of higher results than marriage, and therefore the former condition was adopted and made obligatory. The reasons for the enforcement of a celibate life were few but potent; the cares of a family interfered with the performance of duty, The husband and father had little opportunity to act as a priest; if he excelled in the one capacity, he failed in the other. Literature has its priesthood, whose ministrations are as vital, as important nd as imperative in their demands as those of any religious denomination. More so, in fact, for literature embodics in its extent all that is valuable 1n human progress, divine intent and action; it as- sists in the devulovumnt of all the bene- ficial efforts of humanity, and records and preseryes its procoedings. T'o perfeetly perform this colossal, del- icate and unending labor, and to do it well, requires on the part of its servants a singleness of purpose, a clearness of thought, an exagtness in judgment which can not exist where the “external influ- ences are permitted to intermingie. The priest who ministers at the altar of litera- ture must devote his entire thought, her devotion, to the shrino at which he wor ships. He cannot, in the sacred precinets of the sanctuary, turn aside to haggle over the price of poultry, to cheapen tae cost of fuel, to wrangle over the outlay for laundry work or the monthly stipend of domestic service. The literary man and woman_are ut- terly unlike overybody else; they have their special temperaments, their mndivid- ual idiosyncrasies, their peculiar methods of thought, their positive sympathies,and dislikes, To yoke a man of this kind with an ordinary woman 18 not only to impair his capability to carry on s work, but it is to fasten on him a life of wretchedness, The same is true of the literary woman. Ally her to the average man, and she is at once provided with a ball ind chain which she must drag at every stop of her progress. While neither the literary man or woman can, with benefit, marry outside of the protession, it is mo! ngerous and deleterious to marry within it. The most undesir: of union: ¢ those in which two lite poople resort to marriage, the Brownings to,the contrary notw; ing. Where there has been one mstance of Browninglsm in matrimony there have been a thousand eases in which the direct opposite has been the result, 'hm explanation 1s \'vr" simple. A husband and wife devoted to literature clash eternally on the same plane. 1t is a case of an_encounter of theinvineible and the irresistible. The essential differ- cos of sex beget irreconeilable antagon- ism; tho respective ideals projocted by each necessarily differ as do masculine strength and feminine delies They can ot agree; it is 4 union w af- finity, 8 mechanical composition without cohesion in the particles, In the in- stance of literary men apd women who n}:\rr_\' outside of their domain, there is often more _haopiness to be found than within, and yet the rule is that such unions are disastrous. It is e Ly so with women of brains who select a part- ner from out of the masses; there are moredivorced lite women in existence than there are s of the sume pro- fession This class of woman, if she ries one of her kind, secks for intellee- domination over her hus| 1f she seeures 1t, she despises him for his weak- ness; if she loses it, she hates him asa tyrant, The liter: husband with a wifo not m sympathy with him rarely happy, and never able to accomplish the com- pleteintellectual results that he would if unincumbered by such a burden. e is demoralized by domestic wrangles, want of sympathy, and inc tact with the commonplace. all these facts, it is best that the lit people should determine on celib To marry 15 to commit intellectual b i; to diminish largely the uulit, life's services, and to add vastly unhappiness of the participants. HE LLASSOED A HUGE LION. A Cowhoy's Terrible Ride With a Screaming Panther, ast summer, while in Wyoming, I had a decidedly startling adventure,’ re- marked a young man the other day in the presence of a San it 0 Call repor- ter. And subsequently, upon being ques- tioned by the latter, he told the following remarkable but well-authenticated tale: I was in the employ of a cattle com- pany—in short “a cowboy''—and besides a natural love of adventure, which I had gratitied for several years, had, no doubt, imbibed some of that spirit of utter reck- lessness which characterizes _the class of which I was, tor the time being, a mem- ber. Early one bright morning my em- ployer sent me out to look for some horses which had strayed, he thought, somewhere in the vicinity of Lance creek (about 200 miles north of Cheyenne), only a few miles from where we were then camped. Mounted on my stout little broncho, or ‘‘cow pony,'’ I soon reached the creck, and rode slowly along its banks, keepi a sharp lookout for the missmg ai The banks of the creek were fringed with cottonwood and povplar trees, inter- mingled with clumps of osiers and a dense undergrowth, but on either side the country was open but hilly. Expe- rience had taught me to be suspicious of any tree or bush in that section large enough to ambush a human being; for, to say nothing of the white desperadoes, Sioux and Cheyenne Indians from the Pine Ridge agency were frequently met with, and, though professedly at peace, were not to be trusted. Consequently, ag Irode along, I from time to time peered anxiously i among the trecs and under- brush. I had followed the course of the creek several miles when suddenly my pony snorted and jumped to one side, almost unseating me. Perhaps ten paces in front of me, crouched as if ready to spring, were three large mountuin lions, Thad aiways had a great desire to mcet one of these creatures i his native wilds; but this was a trifle too much of a good t‘linu to suit me. Without a sec- ond’s thought, however, I whipped out my Colt’s revolver—the only weapon I had—ana fired at the group. At the re- port of my pistol two of them bounded of' through the underbrush and were soon out of sight, and the other, uttering a shrill scream, writhed for a second on the ground and then attempted to follow his compunions, limping badly. My blood was up; two of the fine crea- tures had tuken flight and without reflec- ting upon the possible consequences I put spur to my pony and dashed sftor B i o e rapidly I knew it would be impossible to shoot with nceuracy, and there was great dan- ger of the lion turning ulmn me if I ap- vroached too near. Suddenly it flashed through my mind. Why can't Insso him as I have heard of gauchos doing on the pampas? Attached to m rawhide lasso, about lt)rl.y fe i, as “ addle was my braided in length, in the use of which I had boy must, become quite end of it was firmly attached mel of my saddle, and the remainder of it carefully coiled up, was tied to the front of thé saddle by means of a couple of rawhide strings or thongs. Hastily unfastening the latter—without check- g my pony which was®vidently much excited, and inclined to sheer away from the lion—I prepared for the thrgy, 1 had used my |asso 80 much frequently domg Nittle gise but lasso or “‘rope” eat- 1o for weeks together, and it was but the work of a moment. Carcfully measuring the distance with my eye, I whirled the lasso several timesaround my head and at what seemed the proper moment let fly. The instant it left my hand my pony, as he had been trained, stopped and braced back, almost upon his haunches. My calculations had been correet, 1 saw the rope settle around the lion's neck and the next instant, when he reached thoe end of it, and tightening, it threw him on his back, he uttered the most appalling scream 1t wasever my lot 10 hear, The instant the rope became taut—you may be sure 1 did pot waste any time—I wheeled my pony in the op- posite divection; dug my spurs into his side, and darted away, dragging the lion after me. That, [ am sure, was the most exciting moment of my life. 1 did not stop to look back. simply dug the spurs into my pony’s flanks, knowing if I'reluxed my speed if for a instant, the lion might spring upon me. Even as it was I realized that at any moment nught feel the creature’s sharp claws in my back; and the particular wanner in which & mountain lion is said to kill (b; drawing back the head of its victim with one paw until the neck is broken) hap- pened at this moment to oceur to me. It was not, strictly speaking, a cheering reflection. At the commencement of the mad gal- lop when on several occasions the lasso slackened, owing to the huge bounds thé creature took, I shuddered sud crouched in my saddle, foaring that the next m ute might be my last. For a time my cs tive rent the air with his cties, which so frightened my pony that I soon saw that I need not urge him; he was doing his level best, Soon the sereaming firow less frequent and finally ceased altogether, and | noticed with satisfaction that the Insso remained perfectly taut all the time, | hen for the first time looked back and from appearances concluded that my captive was dead. I had, however, as can porhaps be imagined, a strong ' d siro to make assurance doubly sure, and rode some distance furtber before stop ing. Even then I was in no haste to dis monnt until [ had ridden around tho huge cat several times, and assured my se!f beyond all doubt that he was doad He proved to be a fine specimen, meas uring a little over four feet from snout to tail root (his tail measured twonty-six inches), but the long drag I had given him, fally naif a mile I should say, Fad almost spoiled s skin, ‘The lasso had worn completely through the skin around the neck, and buried itself in the flesh— indeed 1 bolieve if I had dragged him much further it would bave decapitated him completely. i Telegraph Operators' Becorcts, Electric Age4Every telegrapher will tell you how operators quarrel over the wire. T'he men who are the most quiet and gen- tlemanly in their personal rolations are sometimes the most disagreeable to work with, Itis so easy, you know, to call a man a fool when several hundred miles of wire separate you, and, besides fear of the consequences is vm‘y 1shall never forget an amusing fight | once heard between an operator at Xenia, Ohio, and another at Cincinn: Af ecach had exhausted his voct billingsgate the operator at Cincinnati suddenly subsided and refused to_con- tinne the contest, whereupon Xenia snapped out: “*‘What's the and a jackass?" the reply: lm‘r:h difference between you Quick a8 a tlash eame 'Just sixty miles, Give moe a it true,”" asked one of the bystand- ers, “‘that an operator’s mood may be (ll‘cm-mlned by his manner of using the oy “Beyond a doubt,” was the reply. “If you hive been in the habil of working regularly with a man you can tell before you exchange half & dozen messages Whother e is feeling fresh and buoyant, tired or lazy or out of sorts by his man- ner of transmission. There is as much individuality about a man’'s sending as about his penmanship, and_he can bo as readily distinguished by it. A caso in point is relatod by Alf Saville, who worked one of the government wires bo- tween Nashville and Louisville during the war. One day, while the wires were idle, sorie one at an intermediate station calied at the Nashville office and began asking Saville a number of questions about the movement of troops and other matters connected with the army. Be- fore two minutes Saville recognized his man. George Ellsworth, what the ou doing there®” flashed Sa- ng into the middle of a sen- tence. There was a moment’s pause and then came the answer slow and hesitatingly: ‘I ‘cutin’ on the wire two days ago, and have secured a good deal of infor- mation, but [ might have got more if [ had only kept my mouth (key) shut. Good-by, Alf. Iam going.' There was a sudden click of the wire, and then the circuit closed. “Ellsworth was the celebrated con- federate operator who accompanied John Morgan in kis raids through Kentucky and Ohio, Saville and he had worked together before the war, and bad become miliar with each other’s style.” 4 S'JACOBS O], FOR NEURALGIA. AF=After a lapse of years stalements conftrming the eficacy of St Jacob's Ol and its permanesd 2urca, are given below, gla and Paralysls—Nov., 1880—Cured. Bprin 1d, Te N My wifo suTered 18 mbn{hawith noural: fihllll\l paralysis, 1 had to movo ber in :J.‘ul:‘ fl"i‘d Illl(‘hliodl;ell’uf I,n {llo( ne she had used two-thirds of ottle of Bt, Jacots ol aho could ik ngtield, Ten: My wife was paralyso ne walk a step. Before I used a bottle of Bt Jacob's Oil she was about the house, Bhe is now entirely well; does all the house n| work and milking 100, 308, P. MURPHEY. From a Sclatlo Suflerer—Nor., 1880—Cured, Scott Depot, Putnam Co.. W, Va. When I got 8t. Jacobs Ol to use I wasin bed with sclatied; now L golng ehouf tho Toom with ease. Before 1 got 1f gould ot bo moved, I wnt to the sta) {oduy. TIIOMAS TORME © Yoars Lator—p Eon fame o tepra keter-f 1 was twelve days on rheumatism in the hip. Nothin; v me till [ 5 i £, got 8 bottlo of Bt Jacobs Ofl Three times rubbing agd I was able te walk; and it finally cured mo, ‘THOS, TORMEY, Neuralgla, Rheumatism, Sp Tower Hill, Appomatox Co,, V., Nov,, 1858, 1 had suffered yeurs with nouraigia and rheumatism day apd night with scute pains and spasian, T ws advised (o (ry 8. ucobs Oil, which caused all pains to coase ‘and tho system (o rovive, ROBERT D, KYLE. THE CHARLES A. VOGELER CO., Baltimore, Md. 9~ All persons USING Bt, Jaccba Oll or Star (X)uzA Cure, will by sending a two-cent stam and a hislory of their case, recelve ADVICE ¥Rx: m STARGOUGHG FROM OPIATES AND PO o SAFE. SURE. 2 (ts. PHOMDI&'G“:I'II AND DEA! 8, w-e WIE (WARLES 4, VOGRLER 00, BALTINOBS, BB sms, Oured, A. 1. 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