The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, March 13, 1904, Page 11

SAN FRANCISCO SUNDAY 'CALL. 11 PHOTOS ~ S TANFORD STUDIO h knowing. F u can tel 11 mak vay she m y¢ in your by the air an and re settled number of su qui s not subject on earth to master. For in- nce, note the way she gives you the f gers in shaking = ) may judge of the a th th of her love and the n ty rt: True, it is a note your best girl's kward t when they are encased in your you cannot very well mi- vestigate, even if the idea curred to you, the lines in when you are squeezing it ing sweet nothings. and there will come an hour when an’t manage to say a new or clever thing to save your life, and then and take notice, as people can control the f their faces to an astonish- but no woman, from Ma- the actress, to Mary Ann, th can control the twitching hands hat are always such a give-away. It a difficult art to smile when crying, to purr when you king the house into splint- you can hold the telltale fingers passive and quiet 1 with the nine be classed e wor are hosts ttle tricks that by right, but trust every daughter of Eve to make the very most of them. For instance: There is the girl who is jolly and entertaining, but by handing her a glass of water you may find out to your complete satis- faction whether she is a coquette and are hers And the se- ¢ simple. There are for you to pass ter or to attract her she is reaching for it iconsciously and .without thinking of herself the least, she will take th s and then is your coveted oppor- nity. If she holds it with her thumb and first finger and bends her and little finger in an affec don’t trust her ond a doubt ir ficial in the bargain. tion just ¢ second ed manner, for she is artificial be Then look to the drink she drops her »ntemplates the bottom ¢ part. ey i vou may be certain that sh and retiring thoroughly lovable, wistfully or laughing ove she is a natural irt and is intent on landing you h and dry she ean without <ing it too apparent The girl who wears a chain about her neck and then puts in her days fingering and counting each bead and sliding them back and forth is restless and ‘has a boundless supply of energ which worked off in this fashions She must be up and doing and if she la forced to lead a humdrum sort of e istence for a couple of hours she frets and fusses and works herself and everybody else that chances to come near her into a nervous state that is anything but pleasant. Beware of her, for she wouldn’t wear well at all after the excitement of the honeymoon was over. ch day she must go just so much whether she is accomplishing anything or not, and she is exactly the girl that insists on dragging a man out to a reception when he has come home tired and his home seems about the best and most inviting place on earth to him. Then there is the girl who brushes specks from your coat. Make a scien- tific study- of that hand, for it will tell you a variety of stories. If she picks up the bit of thread very carefully and between the thumb and fore- finger, it is an assured sign that she is not only a practical woman, but that she possesses executive ability s well. Her very care tells you, or it should, that she would not run any chances and that one doing is quite sufficient. If you.are a crank on or- der, marry her, for she is just the sort of woman to run about from room to room after you picking up your be- longings that have been scattered in your progre: There won’t be any more socks with the heels and toes out or any more trousers that look as though they had never seen the in- side of a tailor shop, for she is methodical by nature and will take delight in seeing that the wheels of her house are always well oiled. Generally she 1s an abject slave to this selfsame house and everything must be just so. When yoy come home to your dinner you may be more than r onably certain that it will not only be well cooked, but on time and served on a spotless cloth and in a dainty fashion. But like all other Bood things she has her faults. Ten to one she will insist upon your wiping your feet on the door mat before you enter her spick and spa hall and she woula not enjoy iIn the least having her exquisitely clean curtains perme- ated with cigar smoke, but if you want to smoke a pipe in the front yard, doubtless you will always find it clean and religiously hanging on the rack in its own allotted place. The lady fair that brushes the lint from your lapel softly, slowly and ten- derly with the last three fingers of her hana is tne senumental one, you may be sure. She would delight in walking a couple of blocks every even- ing to meet you and then keep you waiting half an hour for the potatoes to cook. She is made up of moods and whims and as long as you remember to kiss her before leaving the house she will be cheerful and happy and you need never worry but that you — E OF SWEET BEDELIA -# Téa THE FABL NCE upon a time there hived in the town of Splurgeville an aw- fully nice girl. Her name was Bedelia. Bedelia was old encugh to have her own say about it and was laying for a chance to prove it to some man who was sober and industrious. Mother urged her to make a few concessions just for the sake of gaining time. ‘Whenever one of the young gentle- men dropped in of an evening, mother would get into her flowered wrapper, touch up her complexion and plance in- to the parlor to exténd the glad hand and be real pleasant. No matter which one it happened to be, mother would do her best to have him feel that when the proper time came he, of all the men in the world, could bank on her approval. After putting it up to him so strong that it really wasn’t worth while leav- ing anything to his imagination, moth- er would beg to be excused while she ran for the'‘lemonade and layer cake. Wher: the refreshments were over it would be time for the caller to be going. Bedelia would see him to the door and say, “Now do come back real soon. We'll surely have better luck next time.” She used these lines every night for about six consecutive seasons. In the course of time mother became desperate. Sc she called’ Bedelia into the spare bedroom, closed the door and got right down to business. “Daughter,” she said, “the time has come for me to speek. I have a moth- er's duty to perform. You have passed your twenty-third birthday without even knowing what an engagement ring feels like. J@st think of it. Why before I was sweet sixteen I had worn a dozen. And they bore the initials of some mighty prominent men I would have you understand. For instance there is Octavius Trimble, who now owns every foot of the Hill View Plan- tation. He was perfectly crazy about me and is said to have tried to commit suicide when I married your father. At that time your father was very well oft and didn’t drink a drop.” “True I was considered the most beautiful girl in Middlesex County and had received a musical education at Nashville, Tenn. And while you do, as as every One says, resemble your fath- er, you look enough like I did at your age to have received some kind of an offer. Now, what on earth is the mat- ter? I want to know. I must know. It is a mother’'s privilege. Something must be done before old Mrs. Appleby and that sister of hers, Eliza Sturgis, begin to gossip from one end of this town to the other.” “Mother,” said Bedelia, “I know that I am a trifle short on pulchritude and ] SRR 3 my shape is not the kind that men rave about. "Also that I have let many a g00d thing get by me. But at the same time I'll gamble that if you will stay away from that parlor and let me play my own hand, I will be picking rice out rl;r my hair before another year rolls “Take it from me, times have changed. The game you' played in landing father won't go these days. There was a time when the men fur- nished the heat, but not so now. The girl who does not do the warming up for both parties will never have to work her initials in a trousseau.” “Never mind what the Ladies’ Home Journal says, you stay, back and give me the chance I have Heen waiting for and I will very soon show you how it feels to be a mother-in-law. And an- other thing, if you should ever notice the light go down while a gentleman is calling don’t rush in with the oil can. It won’t be necessary—a little oil goes a long ways with the right kind of a man. Do you understand what I mean? I thought you would. I think I will wear my low neck to-night, Charlie is coming.” That evening after Charlie left, Be- delia informed her mother that they had decided upon the 15th of March. Moral: It doesn’t take long when you go at it right, -~ ¥ oY ) | ot will be master of your own domain even if you feel inclined to put your head on the best white silk cushion and your feet on the white Swiss bed flounce. With her as. a wife you eternally in an atmosphere of and billing and cooing, keeping will have to run itself. you have left her to her own device she is much more apt to plant fe and roses in the front yard than she is to mend your unattractive but nec- essary wearing apparel, and when the flowers quite satisfy her she takes the latest novel, hunts a comfy corner and wanders farther into the land of senti- ment and love making. Don't blame her, for the girl that uses the second and third finger unconsciously could never be expected or, what is more, trained to be practical. It simply isn't in her. The listless hand is not to be tol ated for a single instant, for a hand that droops wearily from the wrist as though it didn’t have the strength to hold itself up denotes a weakness of character and a stupidity of mind that are impossible to forgetgor to easily forgive. Look out for her. As a rule she is lazy, and she don’t care who knows it. She thinks she is a wonder and as a consequence doesn't try to be anything worth cultivating, so she only succeeds in being a tiresome bore that makes the very best hand of a typical sour old maid. Of characteristic hands there is just one more kind—the masterful one. Instead of brushing the dust away ten- derly or carefully, she opens her palm and brushes it off in a calm, broad fashion and as though she were doing her duty. Make up your mind right then and there that she is the athletic girl who can sit a mean horse as tran- quilly as she can dance in a ballroom. She is one of the advanced woman's club’s sort of a lassie and revels in nothing quite as much as bossing her fellows about and making it known and felt that she has the biggest finger in the pie. At home she may attempt to read the riot act if you arrive an hour late for dinmer, or, worse still, fail to come at all; but, generally speaking, if you can convey to her intelligent shrewd mind that you are her lord and master and intend to be such to the end of the chapter she will generally cool down and make a better, truer woman by being in touch with the men and women who are in- terested in the doings of the world. How many girls do you know that have a little habit of pigeon-holing a man and talking to him an instant in this charming confidential fashion? Such a girl is a wise one, for she makes will 1 OCKS TIIF. NWCRADLF. jauntily the wrist of her ng until she is qu you r her hands ov anything wh she is fr a merry, m of moods a meat. Instead forte in life she ought to take v stage as a pre r the hand never fails to have long, fingers and a sinewy back. A woman’s face may be perf: resistible, but her hands, If they ar all expressive, are perfectly No matter how soft and wh loaded down with rare and beautif jewels, the fat hand repels rather tha attracts. It is too complacent, too sel satisfled, and at a glance one may read- ily know that its possessor hasn’t the least particle of fluffy, rellicking sense And another hand that fails to at- tract attention is the one that suggests the thumb too plainly. Without know- ing exactly why you may like a girl, yet there is a weird something about her that will not out. Look at her thumbs carefully and if they are t prominent and are used too express- ively make it your business to spend your evenings elsewhere, for the thumb expresses that which is lowest and the coarsest,. and it was meant dist for use and not for beauty. If you would test some girl that you find is stealing your heart. study her hands and if you remember the little snuggly way that it rested in your own more than the color of her eyes or hair you may know that she will gui you gently and patiently through life and you had better go no further in your search. Of all hands, the hand of hands, that attracts and holds at- tention is the one that laughs and sobs, that flutters and flirts and that ex- presses emotions of all kinds, for she is the girl that will never grow tire- some or be a hopeless bore, even after she has turned the comfortable age of forty, for varlety is the spice of her life and she will make it her busi- ness to see that your home is so at- tractive that your friends will flock to your fireside and will rise up an_d call you both blessed. ghtened d tantrum an »f making m: as ession, netly