The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 10, 1904, Page 13

N FRANCISCO SUNDAY CALL. Y D faud Smith gave ww nd, what g possi ealism, she not rrounding tribes 1able pointers vas at home f nearly themse s gav her s heard things great barbaric aced the re- y with a red me g and the drawing room that wer ¢ were served tieth 1 bra eir cere with the twen cen- knees rion, for okers to eat or head glass and felt or drink asket, silver greatly arried out of the relics substi- and piano’s light jen under a drmed into a show room was ment of all e literally lined s of all colors and & . hu by side, ca rivaling the other and each ely striving to tell its own story, b 1o the ge person was about as e ble as the Egyptian hiero- glyphics. A bookcase was filled with fine collection of pipes, while next R P roud collection of featheréd baskets—the finest and the very best that love or money could buy A great brown bear reared its mighty head m the ping-pong table and chaining and holding it in place were stone relics of long past ceremonial cz ne symbolic > Indian. eant to turn the house terally upside down, and she certainly did The a speaking basement even the attic to the treasures stare the closest n an afte be would worth a dian e turned k tw to stor ce and finally wind up by asking who it was. And so it was with every maid that received with her. Not one “paleface” extended a ha ibuted in any or con fun, rd th as in plenty amusement There were wild weird incantations, strange ceremonies and queer ding tural noises and songs, everywhere. fact, that had ever heard of or her friends knew anything about So it happened for once that society vrised It was more, for it thunderstruck to see the rsake their dainty frocks for ght calicoes, the gaudy beads and picturesque moccasins of the red It was paralyzed to see the im- aculate beaux leave their broadcloth fine linen in the closet and ven- orth in the buckskins of the In- 1 braves. Yet they did it, and had more fun in shelving conventionalities they had had in a month of Sun- in was sur was girls the he simply And the result of this unique tea has been a sudden craze for all things barbaric and showy. The girls dis- covered that barbaric metals were just the v@y things they had been search- ing for and they straightway appro- priated all the symbolism, colors, handiwork and material of the ab- original, so that every way one turns these days the eye is fairly dazzled by the primary colors and designs in satchels, bags, cardcases, fobs, chains, bracelets, and, forsooth, in every im- aginable article. The craze for beadwork is mild compared to that of metals. Golf sticks and other trite designs in metal are old, the rage being for the heavy bracelet, the tiara, comb, waist but- tons, ete., made by the Indians. Mex- ico is so near, just over the border, the routes so easily traversed, the mining and excavating passion so intense, that traveling is a luxury, and the tourist, well informed through pic- turesque official literature, digs, delves and finds precious stones such as opals, turquoise, - perodates and rubies, and the ever lovely matrix, in btle shades of green. As a consequence old silver rings > INDIAN - FIESTAS ¢ < NOW-THE A0, are ferreted out, literally begged, bor- rowed or stolen when the chink of coin is not sufficiently hypnotic, and milady returns to dazzle her friends with her possessions. The turquoise and unusual natural stones which are set within the rings, pins and buckles are really the talismans of the sav- age, as is the coral of the Latin races, for the evil eye. There is but one seri- ous consideration, if one were super- stitious in wearing jewels, gems or stones, polished or unpolished, and that is that the good effect of the tur- quoise be not overbalanced by the bad effect of some other stone which is supposed to counteract through evil the good acquired. The fair bar- barians are not troubling themselves very much over this, however, Ul i e + SOETY-FAD L2 70, FBRABIES N DOGS & TR D IV HRY7C2T <o QLN There is a charm in being outre or unusual in taste, and the girl of to-day is affecting it. Swastika crosses, Aztec calendar designs, serpent designs, scrolls, circles, triangles and teeth and claws of wild ‘beasts are common enough for all to realize the part they play in aboriginal circles. The Moki Indians, the Navajos and other tribes have pregented interesting study along these lines in all directions, their cooking utensils, their blankets, deco- ration of tepees, etc. From their prim- itive ideas the merchant now repro- duces in dull metals, pottery or wool- ens corresponding articles which serve as decoration or ornament within the home or upon the person. Therefore, when milady adorns her charming self, she seeks appropriate material and harmony of color to ac- Witox Vo' * < TFLLELD <?<><) <5 cent the barbaric ornaments which em- bellish her costume. She avoids that ch disfigu and affects that ch enriches and beautifies. She is able and graciou s she is conscious is original or individual. ashioned from the silver ven by tou s when visiting Texico p s a double sat- ocess of carving single tool is visible “while you wait.” Fobs of m I and beadwork, collars and chains of beads, bone and colored silks, held together with bits of silver uniquely chased in design are the rage. The girl who has gone on little jaunts dollars g Alaska isfaction with a A NIGITIT I35 77a7 207 TR THE BAETIEIT L FOR THE IVZLEE WWorzaznv. i - o <o has kept a keen eye bu for the bar- baric artistic. She pounces upon the bits of handsome metal which orna- ment the harness of the broncho or lean pony of the Mexican Indian. These ornaments are called ‘“‘conchos, and they come in various shapes. Some of them are circular. These make hangd- some cloak buckles when clasps are added by a “civilized” jeweler. Ali are artistically decorated with de- signs of the Swastika cross and other fanciful carvings. In the center of each one is a turquoise, which looks beautiful when set in the silver. All these popular things will never become common, because they are ex- pensive, nor will they go entirely out of fashion. The “fair barbarian” knows this, so when she has an opportunity to pick up these things in her travels she does so at wholesale. She often pays fabu- lous prices for genuine antiques of mili- tary origin and returns home laden with her spoils for beit buckles, cloak fasteners, hair ornaments, dog collars, rings or bracelets. Thrice fortunate is she if she can watch the silversmith deftly hammer the snail design on her bracelet and belt, and see him insert the opal perodate, turquoise or Arizona ruby. If she desires a Swastika cross on her ring of necklace she signifies this fact by pantomime, whereupon the Indian proceeds to carry out her orders. He whips out his jackknife, a crude affair, and with his hammer of stone, shaped like an egg, and about the size of a man’s fist, he skillfully “engraves” the quaint cross which represents the four quarters of the earth. When his task is completed he says to his patroness as he presents the ornament, “May the four winds from the four corners of the earth blow gently upon you for- ever.” Perhaps he hammers and chisels the cross of dondee design adopted by the ancient Franciscan monks, represent- ing the same thought. Necklaces of sil- ver beads, with six tiny crosses, at reg- ular intervals, hung upon them, and further ornamented with a crescent pendant were worn by the high priests, while the chief’s necklace was adorned with a pendant only. st (Copyright, 1904, by Ethel Hoiland.) “ OTHER, dear, there is something I wish to tell you,” began Sue Emerson. “Last evening Sam Cong don asked me to be his wife and I have promised to answer him at Mrs. Myn ter's reception. I don’t know what to say to him. I am awfully fond of Sam, but then, there is Harvey Merritt. He- is.so0 clever and I am sure he likes me. I wish I could make up my mind.” Mrs. Emerson stroked her daughter's hand. “You must do your own choosing, dear,” she said. “There is no one that could do that for you, but my heart has gone out to Sam.” That afternoon Sue called on her friend, Mrs. Curtis. She found her with a most disconsolate expression on her face. “My dear Jessie,” cried Sue, “what is the matter?” “I have a serious problem to solve,” she answered. “Jack gives a stag party to-night, and about ten minutes ago the maid came to me and said her mother was seriously ill and she must go to her at once. Now, who can I get to serve these men to-night?"” Sue meditated. “I have it,” she said at length; “I will be your meid to-night.” “You?" gasped Jessie. Sue nodded. “But,” exclaimed Mrs. Curtis, “Har- vey Merritt and Sam and other men that you know are going to be here.” “It will be such a lark, Jessie. You will remember I was a maid in those amateur theatricals which Mrs. Mynter gave. I have my costume now, the wig and the liquid to stain my face. Con- sider it settled, Jessie. No one wiil ever know me, and you.will see what an efficient maid I can be.” “If they don’t recognize you I shall be extremely thankful to you for help- ing me out of this strait,” was Jessie's answer. -+ IS POSTPONED TRIP | By E. Holland T 7 AW - 5 “It will be great fun,” Sue declared, “but vou mustn’t tell a soul, not even Jack, until the evening is over.” Evening came, and with it the new maid. As she entered the room where Mr. and Mrs. Curtis sat Jessie said to her husban “‘Oh, Jack. Alice was called home this afternoon by the serious illnes of her mother. Th Mary, who takes her place this evening,” and Jack, looking at the dark-skinned, black-haired girl before him, did not for a minute sus- pect she was dainty Sue Emerson. While waiting on the guests, the new maid gave a start at the turn the con- versation had taken. Well, Merritt,” Curtis was saying, “you and Sam the only bachelors among us to-night.” “And I won't remain one for long,” answered Merritt. The mald was passing him salted almonds and her hand shook a trifle. “I have made up by mind to ask a certain young lady to be my wife and she has given me reason to believe she will not refuse.” The men looked up in surprise. “Who is the girl?” asked Curtis. “Miss Emerson.” The dark blue eyes of the maid flaghed as she filled the punch glasses. “A t to you.” a young friend of Merritt's cricd. ‘““Here’s to your sve- cess in winning Miss- Emerson.” The guests raised their glasses and drained them, =il save Sam Congdon, whose glass but touehed his lips. A man at the end of the table called out: “Who would have guessed that our cynical friend had fallen in love.” “‘Of course I am marrying for love,” Merritt retorted, but his tone was tinged with sarcasm. “You'll gef the money along with the love this time,” some one ventured to remark. 3 Merritt shrugged his shouldc 3. His manner was near to insolence The maid’s hand trembled visibly as she poured the wine.. She placed a glass at Sam’'s plate, noting the pallor of his face as she did so. Her blue eyes grew darker still as Sam arose and said: “Won't some of you fellows drink to me? To-morrow night at this time I'll be on my way to Europe.” “Why, how is that?” some one asked. A wave of color spread over Sam's face for an Imnstant, as he deliberately told the falsehood. ‘My father wishes me to lock after his business in Liverpool.” All drank to his prosperity. Only one present knew the real reason for this sudden voyage. The new maid blushed furiously under her stained cheeks. At 10 o'clock the following morning Sam stood waiting for the cab that was to take him to the wharf. His trunk strapped and labeled stood in the hall. His grip and umbrella were on the table. Sam went to the dresser and taking from it ‘a photograph, cut out the head and shut it in the back of his watch case. . It was the head of Sue Emerson. He heard the cab stop in front of the house, and pulling his hat down over his eyes, he started out, nearly falling over a small boy in a blue uniform standing in his path. A dirty hand passed Sam a yellow envelope. “Sign here, sir.” Sam signed his name om the blank indicated, tore open the envelope, read the message and then raced down :he stairs. Umbrella, grip and trunk re- mained behind. “Emerson’s, — Eighty-first st.”” he shouted to the driver, as he stepped into the cab. The chambermaid walked into the room just vacated by Cungdon. “Would ye mind these bits of yellow paper flying around,” she murmured to herself. With a maid’'s curiosity, she put them neatly together and read: “I mneed you more than Liverpool does. sUB”