The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1890-04-27
ONE NIGHTS EVOLUTION
Social Embarrassment Due to the
Far-Reaching Aroma Of the
Succulent Bulb.
The Prince Of Good Fellows and
the Duke de High
Feather.
Their Inopportune Call and Insistenco
Upon Vocalization-Convers at
Long RanEe-An Indian IdyI

Written for The SUNDAY INpEpENDENT.]
A fortune awaits the inventor who can
compound q CONNECTION which will enable
people fond of the olfactory vegetable to
indulge without becoming a nuisance that
should be suppressed by solitary confine-
ment. In the growing tendency to avoid
medicine and cure by diet, there is no use
to oppose the cause. It is the effect chem
lists must master, for to be sensible is the
fashion, and sensible women know the
onion is powerful factor toward good
compilations. Neither is there any use in
this day of achievement to despair of rem
edy, for nature never fails to plant an anti
dote where snakes are won't to congregate,
and whose eats onions and does not hence
forth immune himself within cell is So
cial serpent.
Landfadies are eminently practical. Vain
is my weak endeavor to convince one that
my society should equalize her bill. Our
meal times are much given to discussion of
dietary laws in proof Of whose merits she
displays family whose like are seldom seen
dGs bfsh beauty he1 e fogr sa
long cold day since Sweet Sixteen draped
my door in mourning.
Not long since we answered luncheon bell,
when my lady addressed us (including me)
Children, your compilations seem very
muddy. You are eating too much meat and
coffee. For one week hence we will use
cocoa or milk and meat only on alternate
days. Meanwhile. you must take blood
purifier. Ma''mselle, is your beau coming
this EVENING"
mo, my lady, this is Monday.
"True enough. He was here last night.
Then we are not liable to callers, as Mon
day is not visiting day, As Isaid, you
must all take something. Now, this even
ing at dinner you can each eat a raw onion,
or will give you tablespoonful of sulphur,
s sna hSd your noses until it is down. under
"Yes'm. We refuse sulphur unani-
mously."
every we'll ther, Sing Wah, plenty raw
onions for dinner. You sable? This white
dish full and if it's emptied I'll take you all
TO hear the band Wednesday in the park
tory vegetable until our breaths were in
disreputable condition. Any one of us
could have started freight train up hill
by blowing on the rear car. When we all
assembled in the parlor the roof rose and
fell with our inhalations, SO the children
were banished to bed to avert cyclone.
The instigator of this atmospheric riot un-
buckled her diamond belt as champion
church vocalist and settled down to aa all
evenings etudy-Rossin's Quintette Mass
IN "A. Inc WIltef, SWEEP tulnR, eucaseo
herself in wrapper from the very rag and
proceeded to compose an lowed to My
Dressmaker.''
just as this pair of ancient maids were
being controlled by muse and music, came
a ring. Sing Wah brought up the card of a
been given fortnight since and almost
forgotten. He is a Prince of Good Eel
lows, lately home from Europe, SO of
course would come this off night of all
times, and not Glove, cardamon seed or
grain Of coffee in the house. People who
secrets. We tried to bow at respectful
Sand Mt but 70 he 81 held xe ont
SO we gave him our finger tips at arms
have presented great contrast to our cordial
invitation, but no sooner were we settled in
the farthest corners when "ting- -ling''
again resounded and Sing Wah ushered in
the Duke de High Feather. At least that's
his title in fair Bohemia. My Lady had by
corum, but fool laughter would no longer
down and the causeless giggles that greeted
our latest visitor must have astonished both
gentlemen. Formally fled henceforth and
the quintette was superseded by our quar-
tette, Prince Of Good Fellows, Duke de
to the guild as Princess Polygon.'' The
duke is a musician by trade and having
composed new song, Gust ran in for
My Lady to try it over" Now is the even
ing Of my malcontent made glorious by the
son Eolia. Her reputation for sight read
ing was at stake. To play it herself while
singing would seem far fetched; with the
composer at hand to let him play and sing
over his shoulder would give her hygienic
white dish full of onions'' right away by
an odor that would turn the music at every
breath. It's fine art to equalize social
emergencies. My Lady temporized by
drawing attention to her new bronzes.
Among them was a quantity designed jar
which reminded the duke to relate:
AN INDIAN 1DYL.
"Three years ago California firm sent me
to adjust business in China. Finding it ad-
visable to take in Hindostan, I went on,
writing them to wire me at Calcutta. Com
ing there my papers were not arrived, so 1
had an idle month at hand and took a trip
up the Ganges with an English globe trotter.
We explored many queer towns and temples
and found that, though Europe has more
art. Asia has more nature, ard of the two
countries will give greater pleasure to an
educated traveller. The foliage is SO luxuri-
ant, birds SO gorgeous and animal life SO
varied, that without seeing them. no one
can comprehend the splendor of Asiatic
forests The Ganges valley women are act
ually physical perfection. Their figures are
CoAA' oA anu AoAkuAuAy R1dCcIuI. 1uelr
eyes, large dark brown, compilations like
old cream. backed by glistening black hair
and gentle, affectionate manners.
"Once, after two days elephant ride,
we went bathing in the Ganges. The banks
were covered with high grass and the hotel
clerk warned us to watch for alligators or
tigers. We were nearly dressed when we
heard suspicious rustling, as some animal
coming toward us. The Englishman called
out in Hindostanee, but got no answer.
That settled it-tiger. He got his rifle ready
and had two revolvers. Probably only a |
few minutes passed in waiting, but they |
seemed an hour. Soon the tall grass waved
in front of us. My friend was ready for in
slant fire, his eyes set on a hillock, behind
which lurked the beast.
suddenly the grass parted and there
paused before us what at first glance seemed
a vision. Il was the first Circaussian |
woman and the lovliest one ever saw. She. |
too, mad been bathing and was wrapped In
white, gauZy robe that but half hid her
voluptuous form. Her feet were on SAN
dals strapped to her bare limbs. From her
head white scarf fell over her shoulder
disclosing her bare neck. arms and bust |
In one hand was a pale blue porcelain |
vase shaped like this one. We gazed on
each other In silence, for the revulsion of
feehng was SO strong / almost tainted. |
The Engllshman recovered first and said
we had mistaken her for a tiger Her
laugh was like a birds song and the whole |
scene returns when gaze upon this vase.''
THE PRINCE PRATIIEs NEXT.
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