The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1881-02-17
A HINT FOR THE THOUGHTLEss,

A HINT FOR THE THOUGHTLESS.
Mrs. Edwards spent three summers
ina very pleasant village, and was
treated with much courtesy by the resi-
dents. One day she called upon lady
whose home was new and who had just
returned from Europe. The room into
which she was shown breathed of ele-
gance and refinement in all it's appoint
ments. The soft Turkish mats toned the
iBlaid floor; the rich and costly draper
les we're from Oriental lands and the
upholstery was iii harmony with them.
The walls were hung with gems Of art
from the Old World, some of which were
fine copies of earth's masterpieces, and
on the etagere lay trifes that were no
triaes, but spoke of Pompeii, Cyprus,
Egypt, Babylon and the Holy Land.
The opening gave a birds eye view of
arichly stored library whose home and
used look told of the culture of the home
circle. And beyond this was conserv-
atory that perfumed all the air.
- Your home is quite perfect said
Mrs. Edwards. trK
Thanks. To me it is, and Mr.. Ad-
ans told me yesterday that have the
finest parlor in the State. | like the
praise Of a man of his taste and cult
ure." %tf
s.fon nay.indeed.n 3 3 gig~rfr-ss
"Would you like to go over the
houseP' 10 ~ r..gf,
Mrs Edwards knew Mrs. Writ liked
TO show her house, and, too, she her
self liked to see elegance, and new
things, and old-so old they are new
again, and said truly. .. l, would be
very happy to- 8 ; " - HR
. From room to room they went, each
lifted for its intended use, each we'll
nigh perfect even to the critic eye. On
oae bed were finely embroidered pillow
shams and sheet-top. ~
Parisian workr' said Mrs. Edwards.
VIII you believe they were done
here, and by playmate of my child
hoodsn
Indeed. by whom?''
Mrs johnson. You've never heard
ofher?, E.....-...-.~. -r.l - -
No, | never have.''
"She has quite a history. Let us rest
a little and will tell you of it.''
sinking into stuffed easy-chair, Mrs.
EDWARDS listened to the story, of which
this is the substance: - "
MIS-. Johnson was q pretty, sweet
tempered, child, and grew up the belle
.. inc town, and she used to wear the
'h'eese embroideries Of any of the girls
1ae work OF her own hands. She mar
l,eu merchant OF the town, and all
!a}aght she had done well. But it was
% the days when, every storekee Der kent
s4lpr, and he not only kept it but
arank 1T, and led her sorry life; but
ae never told any one, until it became
~o apparent to be concealed. He died
hisefaoly poor. Her early friends
}pyignt a,Attle home for her, and. she
Aau supported herself by nice sewing.n
MIS- Edwards wished some embro i'd
sy' and told Mrs. Writ, if Mrs. John
NJ SnVere not sewing for her, she would
IKE 10 secure her for time. 20
i, always keep her in work, SO that
ss sls never can need it. But it is only
sa:., fa,l sewing now, and that can be laid
a'nas aaaae any time, when she can have
bass bs.e' work Twill be happy to have
.si 1er sembroider for you, for it is work
'4s =, hsss Ns pest; and it pays her BEST
so, fWish " there were more ladies Like
soq Mrs. Wirt.'' ' A
term o''oh "ish were pet
aaa s. Johnson's was little band box
mouse, NO. M but in refinement a rival of |
War; nut $ semi-palace. The hard walls
sna,9 ssle white, and they were white. and |
b 5rOafss I too but the glare was deadened
rras4 Ias IVY testooned and twined with
ins suiar - grace and many nice eneray-
smiS a, - tlilend'y photograph peeped out
%1ia ~ The green leaves. ('.l'
s.suSs Johnson, though forty-seyen.
W., s extremely pretty. Her sliohtlv
sban. as nair curled and waved nat,SraIly
ee.n u' a pure white forehead. and her
Of de- ete was almost childlike in its tint
atbe' ssep' dark blue. As one looked in
n,l;,a AL serene depth, one could not
Bpt tSa sAey mad been the home of tears.
one uh .ue piaeld smile was not that of
bat M W. Snose Tile had been a sunny dav
Gbr;ss:" "he one whose life was hid with
sboye ear. goa,a one whose walk ia SO
aHe.srt earth that its trials are felt onlv
aiore tba sent Tor needed preparation
ay 'lie mortal can put on immortal
h .es saal simple cambric dress fitted neat
apasshH HeI u. collar, cuffs and apron were
snno.l hcu Whlteness. Her. vo;oa ,,,,oe
at and a bss sweet, but clear and pleas
sere a Isd,l ner y, manner and conversation
hssss;s..aV~ .AaV~ards.. spoke of her beautiful
lsasurs !, aiIeen years old and a great
Ned leaves lug. :. love to wash its pol
laee Of ho. as tne mother washes the I,