The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-06-14

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birthday gift box containing twelve of
these novelties, each labeled with a card,
on which the name of one month was
written. The first, labeled January. was a
rour-in-hand, MADE OF heavy black silk,
while here and there fat red hollyberry
softly nestled among bright green leaves.
February was also black, but made of satin.
and hewitching yellow pansy ooquetted
with you from the place where a scarf pin
is usually worn. March was of pale blue
silk, with tiny wood violets scattered as
charmingly over it as a skillful brush could
do 1t. April-sweet April lit was of silk,
Just the color of the sender's eyes-n deep,
unfathomable blue; and tiny daisy deco
rated one corner.
The mans birthday month-May-was
composed of clusters of forget-me-nots on
pearl silk. June suggested summer skies
by tbs shcde Of the crepe du chine Of which
tho Tie was made, wild rosa country
roadside. The ore for July intimated that
silk shirt was the proper thing to be worn,
ana that yachting would be in vogue, for it
was just the shade of tho ocean, and one
end was ornameDted with miniature sail
Ing yacht. August had such a cooling eff :
feet, even to glance at the cool white crepe
ana the yellow etrRws painted thereon,
certainly suggested refreshing lemonade.
September was very Frenchy by the deli
butterfly adjoining it-worn by the blonde
young man to whom it was presented. The
effect was decidedly chic. On the one desig-
mated for October dainty fingers had placed
on golden background an open chestnut
burr, which could be translated to suit ones
self
November, OF black sa.in, or which a
beautiful yellow chrysanthemum proudly
rePosed, and rightly, too, for it was as
handsome as any at a flower show.
And Decemberl what pretty green and
what English-looking mistletoel A very
appropriate ending Of the train, and it is
doubtful If the young mans heart was not
enough affected to make him ask the artist
always to make his ties and always to be
with him to see them worn.
do you know who has taken the cottage
next to oursp said Mr.. 2. of the New York
tribune to his wife few days after they
were settled in their summer quarters at
=. mo other than that gentle, sweet
Mrs. A, with these dear little, we'll
brought-up girls OF hers, who, you were
wishing only last summer, oould be the
companions of our Madge"
Now that is what call really providen-
tial }" said the pleased mother. There will
be some likelihood of our little rough and
tough becoming ladylike and refined if she
NoA no "AOA thNoo CF0E1 u8Js 4ncI 2
IS nothing believe in like association"
The next morning, therefore, Madge,
arrayed with immaculate freshness, went
over to $50 the newcomers, and Mrs. A.,
well pleased that her children should have
such an attractive looking playmate, started
the three at croquet on the lawn, and left
them for some DUTY within doors. GOOD
gracious, Mrs. A." exclaimed the staid
and respectable English who acted
In the capacity OF nurse, running into her
room. whore do you suppose those childrea
areW and she pointed, in terror, to the apex
OF the stable roof, where, down the steep
declivity, the model children were sliding
in wild ecstacy, and landing on bed Of
hay, which, in spite of the indignant
protests of tie coachman, they had
dragged from the loft. Mrs. A.
could hardly believe her eyes. Never in
taelr lives had she seen her children in such
condition. The trio were Immediately
captured and brought to the house, and a
very sorry-looking lot they we're, with their
hair full Of dust and hayseed, clothes torn
In every direction, and now that the ex-
element was over the little novices them
selves were cross and fretful beyond de-
scription. crying and complaining over
their innumerable scratches and bruises.
But Madge went home elated.
81 think l can teach them something,
too" she said, exultingly, to her mortified
mother, as she related the mornings ex-
perienoe. Madge's little sister, a midget OF
four years, listened to the account with
grave attention, and the next morning she
was seen starting across the lawn with an
air of the greatest Importance. "Where
are you going, Elsiep called out her mother.
'Going TO Mrs. A. g." answered the snip
stolidly. standing with her two little
fat legs planted determinedly on the
walk. And what are you going to do
therep said her mother, amused at the
resolute face Of her baby. "Going to teach
the little AS to swear" answered the zen
cannot swear" argued Mrs. a., half shocked
and half laughing. "Yes, can; know
bully and 'golly. and a lot of swear-words
Madge teached me, and I'm going to teach
them to the little A. g."
Henry" exclaimed poor Mrs. r., in
despair, whatever am to do with these
childrenW
The very startling question, says Clara
Belle in the Republic, was put to a popular
and pretty actress at jolly supper: "Do
you ever rehearse stage kissesW
The young lady smiled and replied that
she always did.
mot repeatedly" she said, shut just
once don't care to be surprised by a
peculiar sort of kiss on the night of per-
Torrance, so | always have an actor show
me beforehand just how he is going to do it.
There's nothing in acting that | dread SO
much as a kiss. No, Pm not a prude, and
dc not suffer from the actual contact of a
polite and good-looking fellows lips, but
there are more chances Of disaster
In a stage kiss than in almost any
action in the drama. In the first
place it is apt to disturb my makeup. Then
the actor may be a nervous man and pull
away at my wig, if I'm wearing one. or he
may clutch me so tight that when he let's
me go | lose my balance and get laughed
at. My worst stage experience resulted
from kiss. Ii was in a scene of immense
pathos. while l am hanging about my
lovers neck, who is being taken to prison.
The actor who played the wooer was an
awfully nice fellow and not in the least
disagreeable to hang to. l did SO with
extra tenacity on the night In question,
and noticed that ne tried to free himself
Of me. But / chung on tight and
glued my face to his. Let me
gol he gasped, and tried to drag
back, but | pressed my face still closer.
determined to get a lot out of the scene.
Suddenly as / was rapturously kissing him,
he sneezed. Oh, what sneeze it wasl It
seemed to start from his boots, and bound-
ed away from him, dazed by the shock.
Then heard a roar of laughter in the audi
ence, and saw my lover rushing from the
stage with one section of his black mustache