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Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17
Making Carpets.
Designing to witness the

Designing to witness the process OF
manufacturing Persian carpets, l went
to see factory reputed to be the largest
in the city, though employing less than
thirty hands. Tue wrelched weavers
sat in two low rooms, filed with a sour
aud sickening atmosphere. Most of
them were pale faced, weakly children
of ten or twelve years. who hardly
looked up when 1 entered, but remained
bent over their work, picking up the
threads with their nails, which are kept
long and notched for the purpose. The
patterns are written out in pamphlets
and faithfully committed to memory,
and the children are taught very young
the younger the better. Their mem
cries are quicker than those of grown
up folks. So lar as I could understand
the patterns they seemed to be written
in much the same style as those direc..
tions for knitting or crochet which one
sometimes finds on lady's table--knit
two, purl one, thread over, and knit two
together, There was also a youth EN-.
ployed in reading one OF the patterns
aloud A carpet about sixteen feet by
te. can be purcha ed in Karman for
fo ty to fifty tomas-from eighty to one
hundred dollars. Some carpets will
take year TO make, and decently good
carpet will not be finished in less than
three months thus, although there are
several hundred factories in and about
Karmap, still the out.turn OF carpets
there is in no way alarming. Exchange.
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17
Can it be True7

A wig maker talked me into a secret
the other day. 1t was becoming fashion.
abe, he said, for women to wear wigs.
Wigs ae not worn to cover up badness,
Or because even the hair is til n, but to
save trouble and us a precaution against
"e"iAN- 4 -..- II -. o.~.isht
lair is just now out OF fashion as far as
her head goes. She must crimp her
hair and paste it into little waves and
putfs around her forehead and down the
sides OF her head. This requires great
care and becomes burdensome after a
time, Besides hair that is not inclined
to curl at all is apt to defy crimping
pins and pomade and straighten cut at
an inopportune moment The wig
maker, therefore, has come to the rescue
of women so un'ortunate as to have re.
bellious hair. He makes wigs that may
be worn on the front of the head, be-
tween the line of the forehead and the
crown. The false hair is crimped ard
never straightens out 1t is also SO
kinkv that it can be tossed all over the
forehead until it looks like mass OF
tangled locks. Women of fashion wear
this ingenious piece OF frcnt hair as dc
many young women who have good hail
of their own but wish to escape the an
noyance OF putting it up IN pins every
night.-BrOohiyn, ~ Y, Eagle.
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17
GILL AND McGILVERYS
GRAND PANORAMA A
OF THE BURNING OF MOSCOW.
FLAMES DARTING The CRASH OF FALLING
BUILDINGS STARTLING SCENIC EFFECTS!
MAMMOTH MACHINERY ETC.

MAMMOTH MACHINERY ! ETC.
The boy was tracing out the letters
with one dirty foretinger, and the more
he read the broader grew the grin on his
freckled face.
Miss Campbell found herself actually
interested, SO eager did he look. All at
once the urchin turned and saw her.
Before the prim spin ,ter could catch her
breath, he had screwed up one eye in q
sort of ecstatic wink and, pointing at
the placard, Legan nodding at her till it
seemed as If his neck would break.
"The impudence OF it p exclaimed
Miss Maria, standing as stiff as stake,
and scowiing with all her might.
Not whit abashed, the boy went Oh
pointing and nodding as briskly as
ever.
I'LL give the impertinent monkey O
piece of my mind" cried Miss Maria,
much excited.
She threw open the window with a
jerk.
care you going to that show? p de-
manded she severely.
"Eh ?" said the youth, springing
across tho street, and threatening to
skewer himself on one of the rails Of
Miss Maria's iron fe.ce.
care you going to that show?' icily.
"Bless you no." exclaimed the
youth. "Be your
Miss Maria gave q little scream.
The idea of q ragamuflin like that
blessing" her!
"Going9' repeated the boy. "1hat
looks like il, I should say"
He thrust his hands into his trousers
pockets. and brought ten fingers
into bold relief through ten holes at
the bottoms of them.
He laughed out such q broad, healthy
laugh, and gazed up with such twinkling
eyes, that the corners OF Miss Maria's
grim mouth twitched in spite of her
self.
81 suppose you wouldn't think it
beneath you to accept twenty-five cents
from any one who was foolish enough to
give them to you," she remarked sarcas-
tically.
= "Law I could get into the gallery
with ten," answered the boy.
: "Here are tho ton"
I've no wonder you open your eyes in
astonishment. Miss Campbell was Just
as much amazed at herself. She even
opened her lips to call the lad back, but
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17
JACOBS BABY,

l wonder if any Of my readers who
live in Boston have ever seen-but no,
it's no. likely they would have noticed
the particular coupe of which I am
thinking, though it is somewhat pecu-
liar, having bunch Of poppies and
dandeions painted ON each door. This
specimen of nigh art was the brilliant
idea Of the footman, and the poppies
are no redder than his hair, and tie
dandelious scarcely yellower than his
face, by reason OF its multitude of
freckles.
He is the spryest footman you ever
beheld and the air with which he leaps
from his box when the coupe stops, and
the fourishes with which he hands out
gray haired lady and younger WON.
an. and the paternal benignity with
which, when they have gone into store,
he fingers to protect q two-years.old
baby, are most edifying.
Sometimes the baby insists on being
taken out of the carriage, and then you
should see this tootman swell out his
chest, and strut up aud down behind
her, as proud as peacock, and fierce as
bulldog. In his eyes there never was
such an infant; there never was such o
woman as its young mother, with the
exception OF his mistress, tho gray
baired-iady. Without her he could
scarcely believe the sun could rise OF
set. And this is how it all came to
pass.
One morning some thirty years ago,
Miss Maria Campbell was standing at
her parlor window, looking sloonily
into the street. 1t was q dark day, but
there must have been clouds besides
those in the ky to make such frown
between Miss M ria eyes.
Misc Meria had had dool of s"~po-v,
bat alas instead OF its making her more
gentle and full of sympathy for other
people, as the dear God means all grief
to make us, it had soured her temper
and sharpened her tongue.
"The world is made up OF cheats"
she had said bitterly to her lawyer, when
the great Campbell estate was settled.
"Of cheats and of ungrateful beggars.
I've tried being charitable, and small
thanks did I ever st for my pains. So
I'll keep my money to myself hereafter,
I promise you"
She had been true to her word, so it
was wonder that kindly little Miss
Thatcher had dared send hera note this
very morning, asking aid for a poor
woman with six fatherless children.
"Not penny! Not q single pennyp
Miss Maria was repeating to hel self, as
she stood this morning, looking into the
cheerless street.
All of sudden it seemed as if the
sun glinted from behind the leaden
clouds. Was it shining-yes? no?
Why, was there ever such red head as
that on the shoulders of a small boy
opposite, who was busily engaged in
spelling out the words on yellow poster
on the fence?
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17
Head aIil Heart.

A little bird sat on Cherry tree limb,
And dear little maide, listened to him,
For each word OF bis ,ong, though loud and
clear,
Was meant for nobody ,lse's ear;
"Sweet! sweet" he said, "youll surely agree
The man the head OF tn, house should be-"
"Thst's all very well fora bird, you know
The maiden answers in scents low;
"But woman, think, has n right to reign
As sovereign queen oi lGr own domain!"
"Sweet! sweet" sang the little bird, saucily,
"The man the head OF tie house should be-"
''But what if it happens" the maiden said,
"That the very one shbuld choose 10 wed,
Though worthy of love, is too weak to rule
Many woman is such loo?"
"Sweet! sweet" said the bird, ere she made
her plea,
''The man the head OF tho house should be-"
Away flew the bird to its cosy nest;
Deep, deep went his song into the maiden's
breast.
And she found it true, as the bird had sung;
In the summer time when the maid was Young !;
"rhe man the head of the house should be!
But the wiie-the heart OF the house is shsl
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17

A duly qualified French physician
became assistant to q medical charlatan
who made and sold secret remedy for
cancer. The physician did not know
the ingredients of the compound, yeb he
prescribed it, and, the remedy proving
injurious, was prosecuted for 30 doing.
The court held that he was guilty OF the
illegal practice Of medicine In sum.
ming up, the judge explained that al.
though the defen liant was a doctor Of
medic ne, he nevertheless practiced his
art ia an illegal manner, as he pre-
scribed remedies OF which he was en-
tirely ignorant, whereas the possession
OF his diploma gives him the right to
practice the art of cure, but only with
such remedies as he can answer for.
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17
Loved Her Dogs.

Scene-The waiting room of fash
ionable up town photographer. Half a
dozen ladies are waiting their turn, idly
chatting and glad of anything that will
help the time to pass quickly. A new.
conner enters, a lady quietly but richly
dressed, carrying under each arm a
black and tan dog. One of the dogs
jumps from her lap to the floor as she
sits down; the other, which breathes
heavily, she stands on her lap after re-
moving its numerous wrappings. Il
wheezes painfully, and seems to be
gasping for breath. All stare curiously
at the stranger and her pets A lady in
deep mourning ventures: "Your dog
seems to be ili?"
eyes IA heavy sigh, She's been sick
this way nearly three months. [ was up
seven times last night giving her medi-
cine"
"What's the trouble? It sounds like
asthma, poor littlo thing"
"I don't know. The trouble seems
complicated. 1t began with cold. l
had her boa ding at u PHYSICIANS in
New Haven eight week. He s~abbed
her throat three times day with nitrate
OF silver Why, she's more care to me
than baby Kiss your mamma DEAR"
and the dog dutifully kissed her on the
month.
Some of the attentive listeners look
disguised, othefs amused, but the lady
in mourning never lets her face change
for an instant. She looks her sympathy
The dogs mamma" after looking
around the room, seems to think that,
perhaps, she has gone too far. In an
apologize sort of way she begins again !:
"Some people think I'm awful, thinking
so much of my dogs, but ] can't help it.
It's nature, and you can't go against
natur I had a baby once, but | think
a great deal more of my dog' love
them better than anything in the world y
"Yes, OF course" rejoins the lady in
modrLine.
'Im so afraid I'm going to lose her.
] was taking them out to ge, tie air
this morning and l saw the sign. 'ln.
stautaneous pinot graphs thought
ia bring them right over. l hould 'eel
terrible to have her die, and not have
even picture OF her." (When she says
"dle," it seems almost impossible for
her to restrain the tears.)
A bright, attractive girl comes in at
this moment and says: "Mamma, your
turn now" The lady in mourning
takes peep at the mirror, then goes
out. The girl eyes the dogs, looks at
IL-:-- -. ona. ~rt"~ .noiinu herself
comfortably on the sofa, says: "Whats
the matter with your dog? Has it got
the asthma?' The whole story is re-
told for the new listeners benefit. The
girl offers suggestion; "Wny don't
you take her to dog fancer?"
GA dog faucier! l don't thirk they
know anything about it. l have regu-
lar physician attending her."
"Now for the twins" says the pleas
ant-faced photographer, coming in with
the lady in mourning. He inquired the
cause Of the dogs illness, and is heard
suggesting remedies as the lady and her
dogs follow him from the room. The
young girl hardly waits Tor them to be
out OF hearing before she says to her
mother Mamma, wasn't she awful ?"
eyes" answers the lady in mourning.
"Do you know, il there is one thing l
detest more than another, it's dogs"
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17
A Sultan's Whim.

The sultan ol Zanzioar having made
visit to Paris, has returned to his own
dominions with a passion for two things
in neutrality-suspicious. clocks and
strawberry ice cream and he has en-
gagged skilliul confeclioner and an ex.
pert wal aichniaker as a part OF his regu-
lar retinue, to supply him with these,
two luxuries to his hearts content. His
palace is FURNISHED with clocks in large
number, and he takes delight in watch,
ing them, and seeing that they keep
time with perfect accord and strike the
hours simul ltaneously.
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17

Mia, and through the gratitude Of one
ragged boy has made me learn how
much OF love and goodness there is in
the world. Oh, what if Jacob had run
off with that ten cents, and had never
come back!
Then the Moon himself rose above
the horizon, his hair rs red as ever, his
face serene though freckled. He was
gorgeous in brand livery brown,
with gilt buttons. His aspect was most
imposing. He spoke in deep and
somewhat awful bass voice:
"The carriage waits, ma'am," sald he.
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17

ing receipts Tor the "dry shampoo" and
considerably used by barbe s, now
generally known as sea foam :"
Alcohol ......... ......... q ounces.
Water .................... 16 ounces.
Cologne. ............ l ounce.
It is rubbed on the head until the
liquid evaporates. No subsequent Tin
sing is necessary. A distinguished phy.
sician, who had spent much time at
quarantine, said that IL person whose
head was thoroughly washed every day
rarely took contagious diseases; but
where the hair was allowed to become
dirty and matted, it was hardly posi-
Bile to escape Infection Many persons
find speedy relief or nervous headache
by washing the hair thoroughly in weak
soda water. have known severe cases
almost wholly cured in ten minutes by
this simple remedy. A friend finds it
the greatest relief in cases of "rare cold,"
the cold symptoms entirely leaving the
eyes and nose after one thorough wash
ing of the hair, The head should DO
tn roughly dried afterward, a,d not
exposed to draughts of air tor q littlo
while,
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17

JACOB MOON.
Ragpicker. Premium given for old
iron. Inquire at
No. 10, Cat Alley.
"That's me-" said he, "and that's MY
business. I cleared up Henry Walkers
back yard, and he done a hundred OF
them tickets for me. I give 'em to my
friends. Will you take ne?"
"No, I thank you,' said Miss Maria
freeziugly. "You may go below and
rake the ashes. Mind you do it
thoroughly"
She could hear him raking all the
time she was at breakfast.
(Which shows" thought Mis- Maria,
chow iaithless Bridget has been. I'll
have that boy come daily"
So she did, and as time passed, he
stayed longer each day. There were
errands to be done; there was kindling
TO be split there was wood to be pill d.
Why not let him scour the knives =?
The rising Noun fairly beamed with de.
Light at that suggestion. He found a
grindstone to sharpen them, into the
bargain.
"And if you'd just let me have pull
at that liver teapot l see in your din.
ing .room," insinuated he.
"Here is some rouge" said Miss
Maria, but she watched him as cat
watches mouse, for her ancestral silver
was the pride of Miss Campbel's heart
Jacob Moon was surely rare soul.
Ho handled the teapot most tenderlv,
but it shone like the morning before he
put it down.
"You seem to enjoy work. said Miss
Maria approvingly.
"There's some folks I'll work for"
answered Jacob soberly. "You gave
me ticket to that panoramy, and I like
you first rate"
Miss Campbell's heart gave quick
throb at the compliment, however
rudely expressed.
Here was some one who was not only
thankful for favors, but who really liked
her. And Miss Maria was 80 lonely
"Jacob Moon," said she, "would YOU
like to come and serve me for dollar
week?"
Lawl" cried Jacob, edo you really
mean it? for if you do, I'm your chap"
So Miss Maria Campbell and Jacob
Moon entered into weighty compact,
and over Jacob came n sudden and al
most miraculous change. His vivacity,
which might have been called pertness,
vanished. His bearing took on an al.
most ponderous dignity. lad Miss
Campbell been duchess, her lacKey
could not have been grander in his man.
nerettes, so to speak.
In the first OF his service, several Of
the youthful inhabitants of Clt alley
had taken it npou themselves to haunt
Miss Campbells back gate, or occasion.
ally even went so far MS to hatten their
noses against the kitchen windows with
"Hi, Jacob !" ora shrill whoo which
pierced Miss Maria ears. Bat this was
speedily stopped. What Mr.. Moon said
to his former compeers when he sailed
majesticaliy forth and addressed them,
history does not relate but not so much
as an cyelash did one of them show in
the neighborhood agar.
Once in while Jacob visited his
friends in Cat alley, aud it W clearly
understood that the days of his appear.
ance in that vicinity We're considered by
them quite equal to Fourth OF July or
Washingtons birthday. He always re
turned trihe more pompous than be.
fore, and waited IN table (he had been
promoted to that dignity with the air
of courtier.
1t was quite late emo night some six
months after Jacob had come to his new
home, that Miss Campbell returned
from a concert. Usually she did not
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17
Rutland Business Cards.
BERWICK HOTEL,

g r RICHARDSON, PrOpr,
RUTLAND VERMONT
Heated Throughout by Seam.
Good Sample Rooms, Billiard Room and
Livery Stable connected with the Hotel.
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he had dashed up the street and disap'
penred with his prize,

peared with MS prize.
Tho rain began to pour and the wind
to howl. Miss Maria spent half the day
in writing crushing letter to spend
thrift cousin who had "made bold to
inquire if loan of few dollars could"
etc. and the other half in grumbling
at the wickedness of the world in gen.
eral
"And now the rain has turned to
snow," she muttered at nightfall, "and
therell be more shiftless paupels than
ever preying on the thrifty rich for
shoes and clothing"
No wonder that Miss Maria did not
sleep very we'll that night, and that her
light morning nap left her ears open
enough to bear scraping noise outside
her dwelling about seven o'clock.
What did that mean :? Miss Campbell
peeped out.
II there was not that identical red
headed boy shovelling snow as if for
dear life. He worked with will, for
half the long sidewalk was clear by the
time Miss Maria had PIT on her wrap.
Per and descended to inquire into the
objectionable liberty he had taken.
"Who gave you leave to shovel my
walk ?" asked che, framing her tall
figure in the doorway.
The boy paused.
"Why, nobody didn't tell me. You
give me ten cents, and, says I, 'I'll be
square with her. SO 1 done this job. I
say, the panoramy was first-rate. Wisht
you'd been there. It would have jest
taken yol off your feet to see tho
hols a-falling and the engines run.
ming and the 'melodium' a-playing.
Lawp
Language quite failed to express last
nights iaptures, so merely adding,
"Im obliged to you for the cash be,
honest" the boy fell to work once
more.
81 declare, that boy is grateful" med
itated Miss Maria in amaze.
She retreated into the house, but was
drawn in spite of herself to the window.
She began to wonder if the child were
not cold, his jacket was SO thin, and his
neck so long and bare.
"Tll give him a comforter
She climbed the stairs to the attic,and
rummaged hastily in the camphor chest.
She was in quite glow when she
came down, and somehow, the warmth
seemed to have reached her heart. She
beckoned to the lad.
Would you like this?'
The blue eyes glistened. Then he
struck an attitude.
"See here, I'll make trade with
you," said he confdentially; " do You
run a FURNACE? Give me leave to rake
down yer yashes, and I'll call it even"
Miss Campbell drew herself up.
81 make no bargains" she began,
but the boy interrupted her.
"Come now, fight fair" said he
pleadingly. "You'd take me for n
second cousin to giraffe if you looked
ut my neck, and it's whistling cold. But
I won't wear your scarf unles you let
me rake yer yushes. I'm obliged to yer
all the same" he ad ed w;stfully.
Miss Maria paused. "Then you may
"What is your name p
The lad produced q soiled green card
from his pocket, and held it out. Omit
was printed -
Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17

The Druggists Circular gives follow.
ing receipts Tor the "dry shampoo" and
considerably used by barbe,s, now
generally known as sc sea foam :"
Daily globe., 1883-07-08
Il BLISTEU FOOL.

The other morning, while the Guffey
family were at breakfast, a letter was
handed to the head Of the family from
his son, Marc Antony Guffey, who was
at Cornell University.
"Ah!" said Old Gufey, as he opened
the letter, much excited, this will tell
rs how Tony passed his graduating ex-
animation. L hope my fears are not Re
allied"
cob, I guess Tony's all right" said
Mrs. Gufey, proudly.
& Yes, indeed" said the old man de-
ightedly; "it is all right. Tony has
failed completely in all branches. He is
at the foot of every class. How fortu.
nate!"
Fortunate, Mr.. Guffey
Exactly, my dear. have been tor.
mented with the idea that our boy pos.
sessed brains, and was therefore doomed
to suffer from envy, opposition and pov-
erty. But, thank Heaven, there is nc
DANGER, now, see ! Our beloved son is
exactly adapted for success and prosper
ity in San francisco. He has turned
out to be d-d fool I"
And the good old couple mingled their
grateful tears over the blessed fact.