The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-06-21

be quick
told her that she needed rest and per-
feet quiet. and thar / 50 uid rub her lead
asked where she .: dress she had on.
IL an ola thing vas going 10 leave"
sac soobed, "and / dul't want nv head
ruobsd- L want sone clothes. You see,
packing is such warm work. | decided TO
put Oh these old things and Just slipper,-
you must get me shoes, too-and-O. [ shall
miss the boat"
My dear madam
20, don't you understands" she shrieked.
Il have packed everything-evervthjn
The clean clothes laid out and nv travel
ing dress and everythlng-they are all
packed-and gone-gone. l forgot had
these things on-and packed everything
everything, and John is at the wharf now
WIN the children from grandmother, and
you will not help me-"
She went completely into mysteries right
In my hallway. Poor little woman. She
was good deal smaller than I, but fixed
her up. l wonder what John said when he
saw her.
A London correspondent of the New York
Press writes: Once more the Duchess of
marlborough is to the fore. Her oft disputed
fortune is discussed between courses at din,
ner parties. She married the Duke of MARI
borough, and by her marriage 60 an En-
ghshman became herself q British subject
If the point now at issue, as Co whether as
a British subject she can legally inherit un-
der her American husbands will, is declared
against her, what a terrible come
down it will be for the duke. am
AFRAID that lot of people here
would like it to happen. 1t is certainly
curious how little Roadway Duchess Ham
mersley" has made in London society. She
Is very handsome, very agreeable, ready
and anxious to please, clever, sweet-voiced
and interesting, As Miss Lilly Price, PEN
nlless and beautiful, she had "a hard row
to live" notwithstanding her fathers posi-
ton in the navy; as the Duchess of MARI
borough she finds the fight against stream
equally arduous and disheartenin9, and a
less bold, intrepid woman would have
thrown up the sponge long ago.
A girls dressing table, says the New York
Sun, is the pride of her room She may
have pretty pictures, a collection of photo
graphs of her best fellows far exceeding in
number that of her envious girl friends, she
may have a gumboard of real rosewood,
five dozen sachet bags, and a nightgown
case Of real Japanese silk; yet, with all
these glories to outshine it, the dressing
table is the pride and the piece de resistance,
so to speak, OF the room. The sweetest
dressing table is all of glass, and is provided
with two shelves, an upper shelf and lower
shelf These are of beveled glass, and are
held in place by beautiful gold legs. An-
other kind of a dressing table less expen-
sive has simply beveled glass cover on
top, and is just plain table elsewhere. On
top of the table go the silver manicuring
implements, the celluloid brush and comb,
and ivory backed glasses and brushes. Be-
sides this there must be the dozens of little
fancy boxes, powder and puffs, and bottles
of cologne and perfumery. To make these
bottles more ornamental, manufacturers
have supplied beautiful cut glass pitchers
and odd shaped things filled with perfumery
of all colors. One can thus, if she be a
dainty miss, and particular as to the ap-
pointneut of her room, have her perfumery
to match the general color of the boudoir.
The India silks says the New York
Times, are pretty every where. A pale blue,
with white tulips and green tulip leaves, is
made with deep fiounce upon the skirt,
another forming the bodice basque. The
graceful blonde who wears it passes through
the hot and dusty street like a cool breeze,
the soft swish. swish of the silk creating an
actual sense of lowered temperature. An
other blue and white India, that is worn
with white hat. has an inset of plain blue
in the back of the bodice running to point
at the waist. The plain blue makes vest
and sleeves, and a knife plating on the
front of skirt.
An India of delicate green has white
water lilies strewn upon it. The little lady
who has shown the taste to choose this has
brown eyes, in which the shadow and the
sunshine chase one another as on the surface
of the ripping pond where the lilies grow.
Her hat is white straw with wisp of
green braided through it, and it has hand
full of large lilies and an unopened bud lying
carelessly upon the brin.
AS this vision floats by city sights and
sounds vanish, the fresh air sweeps down
from the hills, the leaves on tall trees toss
and f1utter, and the slender branches of the
saplings sway, the white clouds move lazily
across the great expanse of heavens, the
long stretch of eartn falls away in undu'
lating pillows, and the sea of grass rolls it
waves toward an unknown shore. There is
room to breathe And how sweet the breath
of the lilies! He must be dull of sense who
cannot catch the lilies fragrance ever
through the putfs of frosted tulle with
which the hat is yelled and on which the
crystals sparkle like drops of suulit water
Oh the oar.
But now men lift their hats and NOR
their brows and cay: "Phewl how hot il
is!n and no wonder, either, for the gowr
that swings heavily against them in The
crowded way would warm a snow-claC
landscspe-solid scarlet with great jet
cabochans. Here comes another scarle
with lust gold enough to brighten 1t.
That is what the modiste said who made 1T
To ''brightenn it, forsooth! Libertys Ian
tern. lit to enlighten the whole world, can
not hold a candle to this dress.
The superintendent of chIldren's charity
Institution in New York remarked: "Ah
there is one lady of fashion in this city
whose goodness of heart is certainly without
parallel among her set. l can't tell you bel
name, because she objects strongly to hav
ing her kind deeds known. She is true
Christian at work. even if she does dance c
great many nights away and own fort
uue's worth of diamonds"
docs the lady give a lot of money tt
the institution the superintendent wa
asked.
80. no." he replied: ''she doesn't give
money to US, but she labors for u.s. She
does indeed. She cooks for us continually
Every day there are pies and cakes anC
buildings sent into the children from her,
and have proof that they are all made by
the lady herself. How she ever finds time
for it all is more than l can explain. Only
few moments ago L received here twc
dozen custard pies, four suet puddlngs, and
iix sheets of sponge cake, with this note
saving that she had just baked them all
and honsd the children would enjoy them.
"And they just will enjoy them, won't
theyg' said the listener.
swell. no." replied the superintendent
uYou see. they won't eat them"
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