Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-08-31

himself. Mr.. Carl H., a prominet art
dealer and importer of oil paintings.
| finds it necessary to make several trips
west every year to visit his rich Gus
toners In Chicago, Cincinnati and St.
| Louis. While on such q journey last
| spring, train which Mr.. H. had come
very near taking playfully skipped the
track and rolled down q hundred foot
embankment. Several were killed, and
Mrs. Carl H. the young wife, was ter
ribly shocked to read her husband =
name in tine list. She telegraphed the
company to cause the body to be EN-
balmed and shipped to her, she being
physically unable to Withstand the ia
tIgue of the journey.
Now, Mrs. H. is Q charming blonde,
with hair of rich gold and skin like
mother of pearl. To be sure she would
look lovely in widow weeds and forth
with betook herself to Madam NJ. 8 and
ordered complete mourning costume to
be ready in two days. Scarcely had the
dress, bonnet, ETC., reached the house
when telegram arrived from her lord
and master, dated at Chicago, ANNOUNCE
ing that he would start on the limited
that morning.
Great heavensl Carl had not been
smashed up at all. 1t WIS some wrong
man that d been embalmed and shs
now had the corpse on her hands, TO say
nothing of the wido 8 outfit. Forum
ately just as the railroad people were
about to ship the smashed up Carl TO her
his own people appeared and proved
properly. But the Widows outfit? 1t
had cost 5000. She hadn't the money.
What was to be done. At any rate Carl
must not know of it; so posting down to
Madam NJ. q, she gave strict orders to
send no bill to the house and promised to
call with the cash in the course of few
weeks. This was entirely satisfactory,
but Madam NJ. forgot to warn her book
keeper, and that machne-like person
not only sent a statement on the first of
the month, but as was her custom, di-
rected it to Mr.. Carl H.
''In heavens name, Blanche, what
does this meant" he asked.
'Why. dearie, you know when they
telegraphed that you had been smashed
up. and the newspapers all SAID you were
dead, l went and-and-''
"Where is it?' stemmered the sur
prised Carl.
"Hidden away in one of my trunks.
dearie.''
Did Carl fly into passion, aud accuse
the poor girl of being a cold hearted and
calculating woman? Not he; he merely
said: "Get II out, darling, and put it
on, want to try new lens, and you II
make delightful subject in a widows
rig
'Bless your dear heart, may you live
a thousand years.
(Kiss - kiss - kiss - buss - smack
smack.
have another hint for you people who
give big dinners, and / get 1t straight
from the other size OF the ocean. This
winter the cIudslabrA with wax tapers
and tiny paper shades will not be SO
modish, and ths reason Is that they pre-
vent the use of flowers. The dictum now
is no dinner without flowers in the
widest profusiou. This is official. What
may be served is q secondary considera-
ton. The flowers are now the proof OF
the pudding. Well, rs 10 the promised
hint. You secure five very large and
very elegant lamps, and these you place,
one in the center of the table and one at
each corner, and between the center
lamp and the corner ones you swing
silken hammocks in aesthetic tints. These
you fill TO overlooking with natural fiow-
ers, tumblsd In and tumbling out, in
artistic disorder. But. mark you, a