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The morning call., 1891-10-25
THE STITCHES IN A SHIRT.
Why These Articles of Apparel Are N
Longer Made at Home.

Longer mAuo ut I1OHbs
A Mail and Express man was standing in
fir ont OF the gents furnishing goods de-
partment in big East-side dry goods store
the other day when a lady entered. and,
pointing to big pile of shirts which were
spread out on the counter with the prices
marked on them in figures as long as your
arm, inquired of the clerk:
"How much?"
Thirty cents eacn. madam" replied
that functionary.
Three for 81, of course"
No. madam, we couldn't really afford it "
"Ohp
She picked up one Of the garments aud
proceeded to test its quality by pulling with
might and main at its weakest points. Fail
ing In this laudaDle purpose she threw it
back on the counter, aud with a look of dis
gust on her face bounced out of the store:
Usual thing, suppose?' queried the re-
porter.
ION, that's tame" he replied. 81 was sur
prised that she didn't report me to the man.
ager. Now, just look here minute" he
continued, that woman couldn't afford to
spend her time sewing that shirt together.
to say nothing of the material and cutting,
for three times the amount We ask for it. Do
you know how many stitches the seamstress
had to put in that shirt to withstand the
kind of usage it has just been put to. Well,
just 21.000.
There are four rows of stitchngs In the
collar. 5000 stitches; cross ends of the col
lar, $50; button and button-hOle. 100; gath
ering the neck and sewing on the collar,
1906; stitching Wristbands, 1928; ends OF
the same, IS; button-holes IN wristbands,
14S; hemming slits, 264; gathering the
sleeves, $40; setting on wristbands, 146S {;
stitching on shoulder-straps, 1880; hemming
the bosom, 1893; sewing in sleeves and max
ing gussets, 1850; sewing up seams of
sleeves, 1854; cording the bosom, 1l04 /;
tapping the sleeves. 1926; sewing up all
other seams and setting the side gussets,
1872. That represents the amount of labor
that must be put into a shirt ana explains
why the homemade article has gone out Of
fashion. IN. Y. Mail and Express.
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flesh. and have become, as Mrs. Croly
wittily phrases it, tie victims of trade"
the class whom the manufacturers and deal
ers have banded together to ensnare and de-
stroy.
When disease is at its worst it begins to
mend. Following a season of hOopskirts
like inflated balloons or moving pyramids,
heavy trains and Weighty rulings, tight
waists and uncomfortable sleeves has come
a more rational movement. 1t is safe to as
sert that for half a century the fashions
have never been as comfortable and there
fore as excellent as they are at present.
True, during the last two seasons the narrow
ness of the skirt has threatened that
atrOcity, the pull-back, of which Coventry
PatmOre wrote that the damsel had cher
two shy knees clad In single trouser. !"
Otherwise the plain, lightweight skirt and
neat basque mark an era Of progress and
common sense. /. is dress reform of the
mildest and most non-committal type, but
il is reform for all that
And one which leaves much to be desired.
The corset, like the poor, we seem To have
always with us, but the skirt, the drag
ging, firing, enfeebling skirt, has been
largely dispensed with. Perhaps Abba
Woolson Gould's strong words had much to
do with this mitigation of misery, even
among the ultra-fashionables, since she said
of skirts:
Do what we viii with them, they sill add
enormously TO the weight OF clothing, prevent
cleanliness OF attire about the ankles overhead
The morning call., 1891-10-25
SUICIDE NOT ALWAYS EASY.
The Curious Case of NJ. Auguste Tailor
of Paris.

of Paris.
In the last days of August a man named
Auguste Tailor, living in the Rue St
JACQUES. Paris, lost his wife, TO whom he
was devotedly attached. Although he was
only 50 years old, great despair and dis
gust with life laid hold of him. He decided
that he had enough of living and that it was
high time for him to put an end to it.
But it seems that this thing of dying is not
so easy as one might think. For in the course
of his endeavors to put himself out of the
world Mr.. Tailor established record for fu-
tile attempts atsuicide which will not soon be
broken. After casting about for the best
method both as to certainty and painless
ness, Mr.. Tailor decided upon stranguIa-
ton. He got him stout rope, hied him to
his apartment and proceeded to hang him
self. For n moment or so everything went
we'll and the things of this world faded
from his view. But just moment too soon
the rope broke, Mr.. Tailor fell to the floor
with bang, and was resuseitated by his
neghbOr of the next apartment Mr.. Tai
loir was profnse in his apologies and regrets
and his neighbor left him, feeling sure that
the suicide would try no more.
But the next day MIR. Tailor was at it
again. He had lost confidence in stranguia-
ton. He determined to fall back on that
old and wel.-established Partisan method
asphyxiation. He bought some charcoal,
shut every door and window of his apart
ment, set the charcoal a-burnng, and lay
down upon the bed where his wife had died.
He had sunk into q sumber which might
have had no Weakening. when the same
neighbor, who had an unpleasantly alert
nose, smelled out the fumes, broke in the
door, and once more brought Mr.. Tailor to
this evil world.
Mr.. Tailor thanked his neighbor even
more profusely than before. 1t is not known
by what means he persuaded this neigh Dor
that he was sincere. But after staying
with him twenty-four hours tie neighbor
left him in cheerful and hopeful frame of
mind. But this jollity was mere deceit. for
Mr.. Tailor only waited twenty-four hours
before sticking knife into himself twice.
He lost consciousness, and fell from the
lounge where he was lying to the floor. The
neighbour, whose ears were trained to
that sort of noises, was instantly in the
apartment Mr.. Tailor was covered with
blood, which was flowing from two wounds
IN the region of the heart. An ambulance
was called and Mr.. Tailor was soon in the
hospital
The wounds turned out not fatal, and in
something like a week troublesome Mr..
Tailor was back in his old apartment
trille pale and good deal thinner, but just
as much alive as though he had not resolved
to die.
Two days afterward his neighbor was
much incensed to hear groans as of one In
intense pain coming from Mr.. Talloir's di-
rectlun. He rushed in, aud Mt. Tailor ex-
The morning call., 1891-10-25

'An bororable marriage. Amy may
come back. She shall be married from my
roof"
"And Horace ?-"
Cashmere, read me this riddle; my very
love for him, i'll clinging to his sister against
my commands, made me the more Indignant
against the boy. If l forgive her | must
pardon him"
1t is not necessary to detail the delight
which Mr.. cashmere took back with him to
Devor; nor thu reconciliation between the
father and erring daughter. Nor how gayly
Dick and Meg sang duets together that
evening. for Laura and Horace left them
alone, preferring the solitude of the rose
garden.
1.-The course of true love never did run
smooth darling" said Horace, joyOusly.
But the clouds Of ours were transient"
Indeed yes" smiled Laura, sincerely
grateful that she had not turned from SO
true an affection at the first shadow, for
what shame and contrition would then have
been hers, and how different from now
would her future husband have regarded
her had she not trusted him? K. w. r.
The morning call., 1891-10-25

planned that he had just taken dose OF
phosphorus, which was making him groan
in spite of his desire to die quietly. The
neighbor had in a doctor at once, and once
more Mr.. Tailor came around. He had
suffered so intensely, and was so evidently
disguised with the refusal OF Death to have
him at any cost that everybody felt that it
was safe to leave him alone.
1t took him few days to get strength to
leave his bed, and then he spent few days
in gaining strength to walk. On September
oath he went out and bought a compound of
chloroform and biehloride of mercury. He
locked himself in his apartment and.
stretching himself out, took his last and final
road to death.
They found him the next morning dead
with an expression of great content upon
his face. He had baffied his neighbOr and
had forced himself upon unwilling death.
1t is rarely that person rescued from first
attempt at suicide is not we'll content to
await the action of natural causes This
man, who was person of education and in
telligence, seems to have been perfectly
sane. He evidently had the genuine fixed
determination to deny the will to live.-N.
V Sun
The morning call., 1891-10-25
HIS DIGNITY INTACT.
Mr.. MarShmallOW Quite Equal to the EIl-
gGncieS Of a Trying Occasion.

He was no longer young Time had not
bent his form nor sapped his physical ener-
gies, but had laid its hand gently on his
head, silvering thread here and there, and
had touched with kindly fingers his brow,
cheek and temple, leaving faint yet indeli-
bic traces of the caress. In the firm, even
tones of his voice there was no suggestion
of failing powers. His eye was not dim nor
his natural force abated.
1T is true, Miss Mildred" he said, that
there is some disparity in our ages, but that
is peculiarly that will become less notice
able as the years roll by. Call to miEd the
cases within your own knowledge, Miss
Mildred" he continued, leisurely uncrOsS-
ing his legs and crossing them again in
versely, sin which the husband is about the
same age as his wife, but looks dozen
years Younger The tendency of the hum
drum home life is to make the wife become
aged more rapidly, while the husband, on
account OF his inevitable connection with
the busy world, retains his freshness for a
much longer period
THAT is a strange argument for man to
use Mr. MarShmalOw-"
BEG pardon. Miss Mildred, but no argu-
ment is strange one for man to use who
is pleading his suit at the court of beauty"
And Mr.. Marshmallow smoothed ont
crease in his coat sleeve and looked smil-
ingly at the young lady.
But"
BEG pardon again, Miss Mildred. This
is no ordinary affair with me, assure you.
am deeply may say intensely-in earn
est. In matters of this kind never trife."
"But let me say, Mr. Marshmallow-'
Don't be hasty, Miss Mildred, beg of
you. Remember, | an offering you my
hand and heart, and that | fully mean what
l say"
Il understand you, SIR replied the
proud young girl, with something like a
shiver, land respectfully decline"
"What?"
Mr. MarshmaIow was both surprised and
indignant.
SIS it possible l have heard you Alright,
Miss Mildred?' he asked.
at is, sir. do not know of any reason 1
have ever given you to suppose that would
listen to proposal OF marriage from you"
And you refnse?"
II do sir, emuhatically. Further than
that. sir, you will permit me to say | con-
slider you preSumptuOus and forward to an
objectionable degree"
Mr. Marshmallow slowly uncrOssed his
legs, rose to sfeet, drew himself up to his
full height, took his hat, cane and gloves,
and with the manner Of man deeply in
iured, but personally superior to misfortune,
he said to the young woman as he made his
way way with unru1fird dignity to the door:
1T grieveS me beyond measure, Miss
Mildred, to hear you speak in this disre-
speetful way to a man old enough to be your
grandfather. "-Chicago Sunday Tribune
The morning call., 1891-10-25

by their tops the lower portion OF the body, i'm.
pede locomotion and invite accidents In short
they are uncomfortable, unhealthy. unsafe and
unmanageable. Convinced OF this fact by
patient and almost fruitess attempts TO
remove their Objectionable qualities the
earnest dress-reformer Is 10Th TO be-
llevo that SKIRTS banging below the
knee are not transitory features in woman's at
tire, as similar features have been in the dress
OF men, and surely destined to disappear with
the tight hour glass waists and other m0nstros.
ties OF the present costume. Any changes the
wisest OF us can to-day propose are only mill
cation OF an evil which can never be done away
with TIL women emerge from this vast swaying
underlined and indefnable mass OF drapery Inlo
the shape God gave 10 his human beings.
SO skirts for the time have gone out a
pleasant prescription for the hot days, and
when the cold days come-why, then warm
underclothing, and over that again those
light warm, tight-fitting wooden things OBJ
tainabls in every dry-goods store under the
name Of equestrian tights" which keep
one snug from waist to heel, are inexpen-
sive, handy and bealthfuI.
Where extra warmth is needed a knitted
wooden petticoat reaching just below the
knee, is sufficiently comprehensive, and. if
The morning call., 1891-10-25
Rescued from the nenths md MIserr-

The misery endured BY unfortuuates whose livers
are derelict in duty Is unspeakabe, Sick headaches
nausea, costlveness. disorder Of the digestive ap
parstus, heartburn vertigo unrest sourness OF the
breath uneasiness beneath the short right RIBS aud
right shoulder blade tickle appetite, are among the
hateful indieia of bIliousness, which. however,
speedily vanish when Hostetter's stomach Bitters
is employed as regulator Most efiectually is its
work Of discipiining carried our, a complete re-
newai OF the digestive, secretive aud evacuativo
functions satisfactorily proves. In OF maia.
rial disease the liver is the principal gland involved
aud for malades OF a malarial type Hostetters
Stomach Bitters is absolute specific. As a Iaxa-
ative-painless but effectlye-it is unr.vaied and
1t is an admirable preventive OF chronic kidney
trouble and rheumatism, and superb general tonic
and corrective. "A
The morning call., 1891-10-25
HEART PRESSED AGAINST HEART.
The Romance Developed by Cowboys
Cruel Murder.

Cruel Murder.
There was flash of yellow in the black
ness of the night, the report of pistol ana
the chatter of hoofs. In the midst OF smoke
that rose up slowly after the vain fusillade
had followed the flying Mexican the body of
cowboy was seen prone on the prairie.
Shot in the back by horse-thiefI Oh,
terrible, a sickeningly mean de ath for
brave man! He still breathed, though pal
ing with the pain of approaching death.
Quickly his shirt was torn open, and
there on his wounded side was strange
thing
The bullet, before entering his brave
breast, had torn its way through photo
graph that had rested there next his heart.
1t was torn sharply and the edges, jagged
and rough, were imbedded In the wound.
carried tbither by the terrible force OF the
shot. The face Of the picture was turned
to his heart.
It was death IL the picture remained so,
thrust into the wound, choking the blood,
the life. If it was removed he might not
die.
But he shook his head. He spoke: '1f
she-were here. l think-she wonld-kiss
me-so.'
He SMILED family and sent dimmed love
glance toward the wound and the picture.
His eyes closed and he began to whisper:
Her eyes were Ikea fawn's, and her
mouth-had heaven between-its lips. And
now-she kisses mel feel-her breath-or
is it-death?"
He gave quick shudder, his left hand
went up to his breast He was dead. And
on his face there was a smile of infinite
happiness.
And who was she whose pictured breast
was on his breast, whose limned lips were
red with his life blood when he died? Did
she feel that gaspng, death-drawn breath
did she start and gasp somewhere in
northern home ansi suddenly put her hand
to her heart to still its yearning pain?
Or was he merely one OF hundred VIC
tins and did lie press to his heart the face
of fair butterfly, whose light-wnged love
he might never knowp
Who shall say? And what matter2
Did they not die together?-C Chicago
Tribune.
The morning call., 1891-10-25

the gown be thin, single silken skirt, IN
hitched and weighing but an ounce OF two,
is the correct thing.
Thus far has fashion herself, the capri
cious goddess, deigned to favor the brave
efforts of the reformers. So far, so good !;
only itdoesn't go far enough. The struggle
for freedom and equality cannot stop in so
puerile a condition. Women who believe in
a radical dress reform-and their numbers
are being added unto each day-say 'abol-
ish the corset, that alrocious relic of barbar-
ISM"
1t is possible to he lovely in form without
torture which would put a Chinese foot
binding advocate to shame. Mrs. Jenness-
Miller the charming dress-reformer, who
now lives in Evanston. once wore ultra
conventional gowns. She says for days she
lay on her couch suffering from the back
ache. She was enamofed If social lite In
The morning call., 1891-10-25
Prescribed HydropathIc Treatment.

A young physician commencing practice
had among his first patients an unconl-
monty unclean infant brought to his Office in
the arms of a mother whose face showed
the same adherence of soap. Looking
down upon the child moment he solemnly
remarked:
at seems to be suffering from hydro
pathic hydrophobia."
'Oeh, docther, dear. is Ii as bad as thatW
cried the mother. That's big sickness
for such mite. Whatever shall / do for
the crathury'
Wash its face. madam; the disease will
90 off with the dirt I"
"Wash its face-wash its face. indadel'
exclaimed the matron, losing her temper
"What next, I'd like to know?"
Wash your own, madam-wash your
own. Newark journal.
The morning call., 1891-10-25

so violent an agitation that he shovel no
inclination to remain, even to plead his
cause with his berrothed.
Who was 1t that was innocent? Who to
sutferp Could it be the wOmanP
Seriously. Laura, after impressing secrecy
as yet upon Dick and Meg, reflected through
that weary night When she rose she had
decided. She could trust Horace Walton
despite everything.
Eagerly she waited his coming, but note,
marked private, arrived instead, stating he
had received a telegram on serious business
which compelled his going at once to Lon
don. Laura's heart sank.
London! That was where Meg said the
woman had gone. Was he indeed false?
No, she would not believe it.
The morning call., 1891-10-25

Vermont women are excited over con-
test as to who has the most productive
fuchsia in the State. A plant with 500
blossoms, owned by Felchville woman, is
in the lead
The Forrest City times., 1891-04-24
A Pretty Ribbon Rattle.

This very pretty and attractive rattle is made of six vari-colored, feather edge ribbon, one quarter of a yard long and three-eighths of an inch wide each. We would suggest light blue, light pink, white, dark red, cher ry, and corn, which harmonize well.
 Of one ofthese shades, say light-blue, buy one yard extra for the handle, which is rounded stick about one quarter of a yard long, and as thick as your small finger. Wrap the stick with this ribbon and fasten at one end with brass-headed tack, that should just cover the end.
 Take the piece of ribbon and turn each end into a point then sew small, brass, fancy work bell on each end twelve in all Another tack com- pletes the rattle. Put these six pieces of ribbon on the tack, piercing them, some in the middle and some of un- equal length, then drive the tack into the unfinished end of the stick, thus making everything secure and safe for baby. The entire cost of this dainty little plaything Is only about thirty cents.
The Forrest City times., 1891-04-24
Strangely ForRetful.

A poor memory for names and faces is serious disadvantage to clergy man. The New York Tribune says that Doctor John Hall was leaving his house in Fifth Avenue, not long ago, when ne saw young man look ing at the numbers on the doors From something in his dress and manner Doctor Hall concluded that he must be recent immigrant from the Emerald Isle, and therefore a fel- low-countryman.
 The stranger was evidently at loss, and Doctor Hall asked him if he could be of any assistance.
 'I am looking for Doctor John Hail," said the young man.
 al am he," modestly replied the clergyman.
 Are you Doctor HalI2'
 al am."
 Ibid you come from Ireland7"
 "I had the good fortune to be born there"
 The stranger looked at him for Q moment. Don't you know me, Doctor Hall?p said he.
 II regret to say that cannot place you at this moment, though may have seen you before"
 "Well. think you have. Why, you baptized mo twenty-five years ago in the old country, and yet you have forgotten me entirelyp
 "lt was no time for levity," said Doctor Hall aiterward, in relating he incident, otherwise might have re- minded tine young man how strange it was that ho should have forgotten the face of one who had sustained such an important relation to him in his infancy"
The Forrest City times., 1891-04-24
Alb out the ChIldren.

You can scarcely do your children q greater unkindness than to allow them to grow up with rude, bad manners, especially at the table. These make them objects of dislike and ridicule which they soon become aware of and grow sour and unsociable, and have many an unhappy hour in their lives that might well have been spared them. Make them sit up straight and square in front of their plates, keep their elbows of the table and be care ful not to spill things We have seen persons draw back with dread from q seat next to half-grown boys and girls who stuck their elbows into them and scattered plenty" OCT the dresses of their ill-fated neighbors. By teaching them the graces and courtesies of the table, their manners are not only inn proved, but their moral training is advanced. It is an excellent place to exercise patience, unselishness, and col .tion for others, as well as to 10 serfui, pleasant habits of ss Farm Journal
The Forrest City times., 1891-04-24
A PRICELESS WIFE.
How She Saved Her Husband From
 Impending Disaster.

How She Saved Her Husband From
 impending Disaster
 "My Dear, you look worried" said Mrs. Fosdick to her husband, when he came home on Q recent evening.
 Do F"
 "Yes: and you have hardly eaten anything. What has gone wrongf" Il didn't intend to betray any anx- iety. my dear" and Mir. Fosdick tried to look cheerful.
 "But I can tell from your manner that something has gone wrong. You must tell me all about it."
 Mrs. Fosdiek went over to her hus- band and entwined her arm about his neck coaxingly.
 "Oh, it's not hing Harry. Tell mo what IS on your mind, love"
 "Well, I have met with losses"
 Never mind. cheer up"
 "But have lost all I possessed" Not all, dear" replied the sweet woman. you have me yet"
 "fes, bless your loving little heart, have"
 And you haveyour health"
 "Yes.i
 ''Then don't worry"
 But, my dear. we shall have to leave our home that you are so fond of. That slump in stocks took every thing
 Harry, dear, comeup stairs"
 Mir. Fosdick followed his wife into her dainty boudoir and watched her as she opened q drawer in her escri- toire.
 She took therefrom alarse envelope and bade him open 1t.
 He did so, and to his surprise found that 1t contained $500 in bank notes. Whose IS this," he managed to ask Instead of answering his question his wife handed him another envelope and told him to examine it's con- tents.
 He didso
 Like the first, it contained just $500 in large bills.
 But whose money Is this. lovcs" he asked again.
 For reply the little woman handed him 8 third envelope.
 This, too, contained $500.
 Are you acting as banker for any. body.' Mir Fosdick asked,
 "yes" replied his wife, smilingly, and she handed to her husband an other envelope, similarly filled.
 Who is the depositor'
 Another envelope was handed to Mfr. Fosdick, and it, too. held $500. That's all." said the happy little woman; that Is $2. 500. And that's what you have to begin life again with, Harry"
 Mir. Fosdick's eyes opened widely. 'Is it yourss Where did you get it!" "It was mine, but have given it te you to begin life again, loveg"
 But where did you get its"
 "Why, have made my own bonnets for the last two years. ."-Munsey Weekly.