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


woman's club seems TO be place where
there is an Immense "Bn for brains, an
overwhelming wv" for woman, a small
"nIn for man, a very small I'D" for dress,
and general belief that il a woman has
on very pretty gown she represents total
depravity and her morals are to be
! doubted.
A LITTLE WOMAN OF SENSE
once sacrificed a pair Of gloves to a
woman who said what she felt like. She
was small herself, and she spelt man with a
large ID. She loved him with an extra
H for heart. and she looked pretty because
he liked her to. She was frightened out
OF her wits, and it was only the conscious
ness that her tailor-made frock came from
Redfern's that gave her courage to say any
thing at ell. But she told them that she
didn't want to compete with men, and SIZE
didn't want to be treated by men as a man,
but preferred to be treated as a woman,
and as long as she did
good work she wanted to have all the favors
possible shown her, because she was a wo-
man. Now. that's good sense. But it's
something we seldom hear in women's clubs.
trust most earnestly that what have said
will not deter the young oman who wrote
TO me from joining the club. Her salvation
or the other state is in her own hands, and
| wouldn't interfere with her for worlds.
Lev HcI ~ 1A 10 III JtlO pluHk0 III
the Russian bath, tumble in and risk
drowning.
A STORY OF NINE. BLAvATsKY.
Nobody is anybody to-day who hasn't got
story to tell about Madame Blavatsky.
Mine may be old, but some chestnuts are
agreeable. The story was told to me in
London. 1t appears that number of years
ago, when the mysterious madame went out
rather more than she did lately. that she
sucoumbed to that diabolical something
known as picnic, and was one among
many Of party of clever people who were
inclined to disbeHeve her theory, but were
too polite to say SO. Luncheon was spread
out, aud, as Is usual at these doubtful feasts,
cups and plates were not alike, and every
woman with real feminine vanity had
brought her best china. AS they we're
drinking the Sepid tea, man dropped cup.
1t broke into two pieces, and the woman to
whom it belonged, not mistress of herself
when china fell, called out: 20, that's one
Of my lovely royal Dresden pieces.n Nine.
Blavatsky inquired if it were very fine.
She was told that it was; that it could not
be matched, and that there were only four
others like it in the world. She said: "And
you'd Ike to have it back o. And the woman
TO whom it belonged simply looked at her
tearfully and said nothing. The madame
sat there. looked at the ground for awhile,
and suddenly from somewhere a three
cornered note fell at her feet. Il seemed to
come from the skies. She picked it up,
and, without moving. ASKED; Where were
the pieces Of that cupp Everybody looked ;
they were gone, vanished.
MADAME OPENED TIE NOTE,
Read it and passed it around. On it, writ
ten in ink that was scarcely dry, were the
words: Search for The cup under the oak
tree at the left, and the name signed to it
was that Of the Indian astral body or what
ever it was who was always Madame Bla-
vstskys good spirit At first there was an
inclination to laugh. and at last one man
said: I'm going to try and see what is
under the tree" So getting spade from a
farmhouse near, he began to dig. After
awhile the fine roots of the oak tres, those
queer little ones that spread out like
wires, Ewere reached, and under them,
with other roots groSn through its handle
and around it, apparently unbroken, was
the cup. Now, that tree was hundreds Of
Years old there wasn't a human being In
that party who knew Nine. Blavatsky but
her hostess; the cup belonged to a woman
who had never heard of her, and the man
who broke IL really did it by accident, and
was horribly mortified at bis awkwardness.
The cup was taken cut with knife, and 1t
was mendsd exactly through the center,
whore it had been brokenl l don't
ask anybody to believe this story.
| confess to thinking it very strange
myself, but it was told to me last year in
London as being really the most marvellous
thing that Madame Blavatsky had ever
done, and the one about which there has
been the least talk l forgot to say she
didn't know where she was going when she
started, and it would have been impossible
for her to have buried the cup. or to have
had 1t ready before hand, for the people who
invited her we're divided as to where their
picnic should be, and it was only at the last
moment that they concluded exactly where
they would go. Queer, wasn't it9
A woMAE's HAPPIEsT BELIEFS.
But there are lots Of queer things in this
world. And between you and me, think
it's just as well not to dabble too much in
the queer things, or to make efforts to ex-
plain them. To take life simply is the hap
piest state for any human being. What do
mean by that
/ mean to be able to believe that the good
God is over us all, and is going to do the
best for u.s.
mean to think that husbands and wives,
parents and children, love each other.
l mean to believe that all flowers smell
sweet. that all women are good and that all
men are honest.
/ mean TO believe in hope, to have faith
and to cling closely to charity.
mean to be hospitable, to be honest
in your greeting, and to give to the stranger
that which you have.
/ mean to try and think of things at their
best, and to try to do your best.
| mean to have some of your kindly feel
ing and some Of your charity for woman,
who, If she sometimes is enthusiastic aud
sometimes doesn'r agree with you, some
timao snOh fhinUG that Of Hffia
worth, is, after all. trying TO do her best to
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