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Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
An Anecao.e OF Ar,eu,u. ward.

Artemus Wards companions were q
band of brilliant young Bohemians for
whose kind the metropolis now contains
no room. They were the last of their
kind, and most of them lived but brief
lives. They produced much that was
brilliant, but nothing that lasted. Arte-
mus alone won enduring fame. The 9th
ers we're writers, actors and MINISTRIES.
The brothers Dan and Neil Bryant were
eminent members of the clan. together
with Charles Dawson Shanly and shin
ing cluster of young men about town.
One of the latter, who lived to become a
staid merchant. used to relate with glee
how on leaving the little theater in
Twenty-third street late one evening in
company with Artemus. Shanly and
Neil Bryant the trio broke out in joyous
carol.
The song was interrupted by one Of
the then despised metropolitan police
men, who roughly ordered them 10 stop
the noise. At this rude interruption
Artemus stopped his song. and turning
threw himself upon the broad bosom Of
the astonished policeman and gave way
TO a gush of passionate tears. his friends
endeavored to calm him, and the en-
barrassed officer, half chOked by his
warm embrace. begged him TO desist,
which he did with the declaration that
the metropolitan policeman is the no.
blest work of God" This sentiment Sc
cured escape and u continuance Of the
song.-DOn c. Seitz i'll Century.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
The Decay of winter sport. In Canada.

The average inhabitant of the States
in going to Canada in the winter time
expects, ! have no doubt, to see the
streets and hillsides covered with snow
shoes and toboggans. He may be sur
prised to learn that there is but one
really good toboggan slide in Canada,
and that is at Montreal, while snow
shoers are numbered now by tens where
formerly they were counted by hun
dreds. 1t is simple enough to under
stand what has brought about this
change in what is usually accepted as
the typical Canadian winter sport. A.,
A few years ago, when tobogganing
and snow STRAIGHTFORWARD purely for the
great sport furnished, the professional
impresario, aided by the hotel proprietor,
conceived the idea Of booming Montreal
and incidentally enriching themselves
by holding winter carnivals, the main
expenses of which were borne by Mon
treal merchants. For time they drew
largely, and Canada was literally alive
with snowshoes and toboggans, but anon
they palled, and the last much advertised
carnival was highly uninteresting from
spectators point of view.-Harper's
Weekly
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

An English gentleman who believed
that his name was honorably known in
connection with his learned History of
the Mongols" once had reason to reflect
upon the uncertainty of fame. An ex-
change tells the story:
Sir Henry Howorth sat at dinner next
to lady whose mind seemed full of the
diseases and distresses of her pet dog,
and who bombarded Sir Henry with
questions as to what should be done with
the animal.
Not being satisfied with his replies, she
finally expressed her great disappoint
ment at his ignorance, and remarked:
well, Sir Henry, must say did
think you would have told me how to
manage my little dog. particularly as it
is crossbred-you who wrote that de-
hghtful History of the Mongrels" ~
Exchange.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
DRESSING THE HAIR.
PREVAILING STYLES FROM WHICH TO
SELECT A BECOMING MODE.

bangs n Thing OF the Past-soft waved
Bandeaux and Close FrIngea Are Pop
uIar-The Empire styIe-wide Latitude
For Selection.
Numbered with noticeable changes in
fashion is-that which affects the dress
ing of the hair. The bang that has out
lived so many seasons is at length a
thirg of the past. The fashion of wear
ing the hair falling over the forehead
has now been in existence for nearly 20
years, and during that period great
changes in the appearance of the fringe
have taken place, so much so that the
original idea of simply placing few
soft hairs carelessly over the forehead in
order to give greater softness to the face
has been disregarded altogether.
The fringe has been gradually giving
place to softly waved bandeaux, and the
bandeaux are creeping gradually lower
down, until the return seems imminent
tothe pulled and waved bandeaux of forty
odd years ago. To young and delicate
faces the style has an agreeable piquancy
and quaintness, but to women past their
first youth or with strong, coarse fea-
lures the bang has softening effect
much to be desired.
Another style now gaining favor, and
one becoming to round faces with low
foreheads, is that of turning the hair
back from the forehead loosely in u
twist that is lost in the light coils and
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Few people are aware of the difficult
ties that were surmounted in the manu-
facture of the common lead pencil. In
the first place the graphite Of which it
Is made is rarely found sufficiently no
INDIGENOUS to allow pencil lead to be cut
from it, SO it is always ground to pow
der and then pressed into blocks. The
great difficulty was to press the blocks
until the graphite was hard enough to
use, and for many years every effort in
this direction was defeated by the crum-
bly, nature of the material. Finally a
device was employed that exhausted the
air, after which the blocks were again
pressed. and when this w. done the ma
terial was found tn I've rs hard as when
taken from the quarry. But thousands
upon thousands of dollars were spent in
experiments before the rt>ult was reach
cd st. Louis Globe Democrat.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

A few years before the death of James
Russell Lowell he wrote poem which
he was to read upon a certain public oc-
casion. Naturally the newspapers de
sired to secure the copy. Mr.. H, who
was then and is yet engaged upon a Bos-
ton daily newspaper, was detailed by his
managing editor to call upon Mr.. Low
ell and secure. if possible, the much de-
sired poem. After great deal of i'm
portunity from the newspaper man Mr.,
Lowell said:
Let me ask you a question frankly,
man to man, and if then you decide that
1 ought TO give you the poem l promise
you will. If you knew l needed 5000,
you would not ask me to give it TO you.
know that perfectly well. But that is
just what you are asking me. have a
market for my poem in The Atlantic
Monthly provided they have the oppor-
tunity of first publishing it. If it is first
printed in the daily newspapers of this
country, of course it is no use for a mag
azine. Now, then, tell you frankly,
/ do need the $500, and ask you the
question, Shall give you the poem on
your request, or shall keep it for the
magazine?
The newspaper man decided promptly,
and the poet was not deprived of his
$500. Boston Herald
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

A good story is told of Sir Patrick
Hamilton, once mayor of Dublin, and q
worthy man. He was somewhat saving
of money, and his wife was really parsi-
monious. Even when she had become
"the mayors lady" her husband could
not induce her to buy a new gown, and
he stopped to deception in order to salts
fly his pride.
He bought her silk for 55 shillings a
yard, but met her scruples by telling her
it had cost only 40 The evening after
she had received it she displayed it with
pride to some acquaintance.
Forty shillings yardr' cried one.
why, madam, would give you Ave
and forty for it at this momentr'
Would you, madam? You shall have
it'll" was the reply. and the guilty Sin
Patrick, who dared not demonstrate, had
the well deserved pleasure of seeing the
silk carried away by,its new owner
Youths Companion.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

An ode which Mr.. Gladstone COM
posed when he was younger man than
he now is has been printed in London.
1t is full of truisms, a fair specimen of
which is the remark at the opening of
the eleventh section:
We are amid the tumult and the stress
OF a fierce eddying fight,
And to our mortal sight
Our fate is trembling in the balances.
This statement is truthful, obviously
true. 1t is a standing truth, and when
properly regarded it is not discouraging
to a man of the derring do kind. The
last line of the stanza ought to prompt
and impel all men to do their best amid
the tumult, as we must trust Mr.. Glad
stone himself is doing. AS mere poetry
the lode" is open to criticism upon four
sides. Its thought is feeble, its wording
poor, its figures incongruous and its
rhyme bad. Gladstone does not seem to
be much of a poet.-New York Sun.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
ABTaQ5kEelrI!1edI.
N&A(AASsE sAMoGs TgRPER1
CHAPTER Ky.


The path was SO narrow we were
obliged to go in Indian file for n part of
the way, but as the forest grew thicker
and denser about US the path broadened.
Huge expresses barred our way; long,
drifting moss dangled in our faces; brack-
ish pools wet our feet, but on, on we
went. Through clusters of huge fern,
over logs rising like reptiles from the
water, our road lay. Around US
stretched those sullen solitudes, oppress-
i've and hideous. To my excited fancy
it seemed that ghostly hands were reach
ing out to impede our progress or to trip
us as we walked. Closer l chung to
Maurice's side, and tighter his hand
gripped mine.
And now, as ON the first night l had
seen this desolate place, was conscious
of strange impulse urging me on.
Who was it calling me? What was it
that beckoned me? l could not go fast
enough, but longed for wings to fly.
''Oh, what is it," whispered to Mau-
rice. What does it mean? Weare los
ing time. Let US hasten"
"Hushr' he gently said. Yes, time
has been lost, but we are not too late"
through the forest-a monotonous dron-
ing wall, horrid, harsh and threatening.
And then at n quick turn in the path
bright light glowed through a rift in the
black foliage, and l saw sight can
never forget.
In little clearing was a bonfire.
Round about this fire circled slowly,
with lugubrious cries, ring of half
naked black men and women. Back of
the circle On rough throne built of
boxes and logs sat the horrible old ne
gress Jezebel. Her rags futtered in the
night wind; her scanty locks We're tossed
over her bare, skinny shoulders. In one
hand she held a forked stick, and in the
other, dreadful to relate, a writhing,
wriggling snake. As we looked. rising
from her throne she held the serpent
aloft and waved her forked scepter slow
ly three times. 1t was the signal for a
wild, unlicensed dance, an abandoned,
lasciyious measure, in which l was hor-
rified to trace resemblances to Portals
audacious outburst in the hall few
nights before.
Those are Portals friends" whis-
pered my guide. What do You think
of them
''Oh, is it not terrible:' murmured.
We must-we must save her"
Old Jezebel shook her serpent. The
negroes leaped and bounded in frenzy.
Many fell exhausted on the ground,
foaming at the mouth and clutching at
the fire.
TWAS the most awful sight had ever
seen. "Oh, let us go backr' moaned.
What can we do here:1
Our work is only begun" said Maui
rice. Nerve yourself now, little Bun
ker Hill, for what Is coming"
BY this time the negroes had fallen
down and lay insensible here and there.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
Word About KNITTING.

Knitting threatens to become lost
art. More is the pity, since there is n
steady demand in the household for knit
ted articles that are readily made with
the needles. Dishcloths and washcloths
of lamp wick, for instance, are always
acceptable if loosely knitted. Santa
Claus, too, must have a supply of horse
reins, and the brighter in hue the worst
ed is in which these are knitted the bet
ter pleased will be the youthful drivers.
The old fashioned ''nubia, - or CLOUD, :"
has long since gone out, but the same
stitch and material-split zephyr-may
be used in making a slumber robe as
dainty as down coverlet. Choose long
needles, preferably of wood and not too
thick. Cast as many stitches as can be
worked conveniently and knit strip
two yards in length. Two of these will
be sufficient for the quilt, the body of
which is made by lacking thin layer
of cotton batting on lining of cotton
muslin or silkoline. The worsted strips
are then sewed together and fastened to
the comfortable, loops of baby ribbon
knotted here and there over it, and the
edges bound with ribbon to match,
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
PuFFED AND wAvEp-EMrrRE STYLE.

PCFFED AND WANED-EAPIRE STYLE.
puffs arranged in the middle of the fore
head. In this style of couture the front
hair is parted on either side and twisted
in the old fashioned way into two rolls.
Close fringes slightly pointed in the
center are becoming to many faces and
are consequently worn. When the shape
of the face admits of it, close fringes
with a center parting are adopted as
newer and therefore affording a more
complete change from the old styles.
Parisians are, some of them, dressing
the hair in a classical style that really
belongs to the period of the empire. but
agrees well with the 1880 gowns. Other
Parisians are Wearing the hair very
much waved and pulled out at the sides
over the ears.
With the arrangement of the hair at
the back much latitude is given. but one
should be careful about changing the
position of the coils or braids, as the
shape of the head is altered materially
by the dressing of the hair, and symme-
try in shape should be studied equally
with becoming arrangement for the
face. The soft coils on the top of the
head are becoming to many faces that
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Familiarity with the snake breeds toll
Grafton. He is lawleSS sort Of creature
certainly. with too many vertcbrsP and
no eyelids. but he is not always 50 hOr-
rible as he is imagined. y snake is rath-
er pleasant thing to handle than other
wise-warm, firm. dry. hard and smooth
on the scales, rather like ivory to the
touch. He is also deal heavier than
you expect. When for good behavior
have been admitted to Tyrrclrs inner
sanctum at the zoo and to the corridors
behind the LARS, where hang castoff
skins like stockings on = line. l have
handled many of his pets. have never
got quite as far as rattlesnakes. because
rattleSnakes have blackguarily, welsh
ing look that don't approve. But there
is Robber island snake about ) feet
long with no poison who Is very pleasant
company--ArthUr Morrison in Strand
Magazine.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

old JczCbcl shook her serpent.
The old woman sank back upon her
throne in n stupor. She held the snake
pressed TO her withered breast. vas
sickened, terrified. faint.
DO you see that wretched hut yon-
DER said Maurice. That is old Jeze-
bells home. We must enter it."
'.Oh. why asked in terrified whis-
per.
Because there only is the talisman
which will save Portia," he answered.
Creeping stealthily forward, we passed
the stupid voodoos, Worn out with their
disgusting orgies. The hut. quite over
grown with trailing vines. was scarcely
fit for swine to inhabit. Through the
half open door the red CLEAN of the fire
darted, lighting up the miserable room.
In one corner was Il wretched pallet Of
straw and rags. and on il something lay.
Come here" said Maurice solemnly,
taking off his hat as if in the presence of
death; come here, Prudence.
l looked-and. oh. God! Oh, God!
What was this?
Worn and wasted to a skeleton, clad
III filthy rags. pale rs marble, insensible,
dead perhaps, lay-Portia.
Yes, the real Portia-not the hand
some, bold pretender up at the great
house yonder. but my Portia-my Por-
tia, the friend of my girlhood. the cousin
of my Maurice.
l flung my arms about the wasted
form. l kissed the pallid brow. l wept
and moaned as n mother might over a
dead child.
You recognize herr" said Maurice.
''Oh, my Portia. my dear friend. who
has done this cruel thing: Let rs take
her away" I sobbed.
Maurice bent down and lifted her in
his arms. As he did so a faint moan
escaped from her lips.
She is alive l cried joyfully.
Slowly she opened her eyes and looked
straight in Maurices face.
''Oh, home, home" was all she
moaned.
Yes, dearest, said Maurice tenderly,
''you are going home"
Gathering her closer, he strobe from
the hut 1 followed more dead than
alive.
Past the sodden voodoos, back through
the night and the noisome swamp, we
fed with our precious burden; back TO
the gate guarded by the faithful serv-
ants. Jake flung it open when he heard
our footsteps.
Are you all right, Mr.. Raymond
he cried, advancing to meet us. You
were so long l was afraid something
had happened. My God, what is it,
Strike a match, Jake" said Maurice.
The man obeyed.
Come closer, and you, Tom, and You,
George" he added, land tell me who is
this"
The men bent their rugged faces.
"Great God!' said Jake. Mrs March
mont"
Its missus," cried the others. Den
whos'
Yes. Who-who is the other:' cried
Maurice, white with rage. Il know
who it is. You were all blind to what
was going on, but knew her from the
first. Lock the gate, Jake, and you men
come up to the house with me. I've
work for you yet tonight"
Up to the great silent mansion we hur-
ried-the steps, the piazza, the hall and
now the library.
Colonel Marchmont had risen at the
sound of our footsteps and stood facing
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

s'Jermyn," said Maurice in voice
choked with emotion, ''Jermyn. have
brought home your poor wife"
He laid her tenderly in her husbands
arms. Colonel Marchmont stared at
Portia as he might at specter.
rs it trueT' he whispered hoarsely.
lis it true? Have You come back from
the grave, darling?'
His pathetic words moved us all, and
George, one of the biggest, blacklist ne
groes on the place, suddenly burst out
crying like baby.
Possibly that act saved his masters
reason, for he, too, wept then, laying his
face close to the hollow, sunken cheek
of the woman he held to his heart.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Desc new tangled clothes dat de
young gents is wearin makes me tired"
said the young man who prides himself
on creating an impression that he is
looking for trouble.
What's de matter wit emf"
"Dey make one man look jes' like an
udder. Yer can't tell whedder yer goin
up against er dood er college athlete.
See:'-Washington Star.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
She Liked the Old Kind Rs.,.

1t was down in Chautauqua village
that gay young soldier had his sweet
heart. Such beauty she was too!
1t happened once that he sent her down
from Buffalo a pot of cold cream to keep
her cheeks as fresh as the budding rose.
When he came down to visit her again,
he asked how she liked his little gift.
THE taste was very nice" she said,
with rather a sickly smile, but think
1 like the other kind of cream t.
Ouips
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Velvet will be worn as much as ever
this winter" said the wife of promi-
nent New York journalist who was
reading o fashion journal.
Yes, am afraid the velvet there is
left on the collar of my last winters
overcoat will be more worn than ever
before the robins nest again." was the
pensive reply of the molder of public
opinion.-Texas Siftings.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

The Chinese laundryman may not be u
scholar, but he is sometimes sententious.
\ gentleman who has lately returned
from California reports that he visited a
town which was just recovering from
the baneful effects of a boom" He met
a Chinaman there, who said:
Me no like San Blanco."
why not?'
TOO much by and by."-Pittsburg
Chronicle Telegraph.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

'.But do not yet see why you do not
put her in prison. Let the law deal with
her." cried excitedly.
''Let the law deal with her? Why,
Prudence, that creature has no standing
in the eyes of the law"
The horrible truth was breaking ON me.
''Why-why"-
"Shall l tell you why? Simply this:
The woman who has been incorporating
here as mistress is chattel-a piece of
property slave"
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Miss Fox, daughter Of the telegraph
operator who was tucked by the over
turning of his boat near the war feet the
other day, emulatei her father Monday.
She was carrying a dispatch from Wilson
Barrett to Llmiral CherarG when her
boat was swarnpel. and she was compelled
TO swim to the Philadelphia. She dehv-
cred the message damp. but perfectly
legible. Mr.. Barrett viii reward her
handsomely for her pluck and aquatic
slill.--New \ ork Letter.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
The Art of Working In Gold.

The Romans copied the Greek and
Etruscan goldsmiths' work, though they
also often used the ornaments themselves
taken from the ancient tombs. Much of
the art of the ancients in working gold
was lost until early in the present cen
fury. when Signor Castellani found some
of the Etruscan methods still being en-
ployed by workmen in village in n
remote corner of the Apennines.-Lon-
don Times.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Now confess. Mcbride, do you hold
your wife on your lap as much now as
when you were first married." asked
Barlow.
We'll, Barlow" replied Mcbride, "to
tell the truth, believe she sits on me
rather more now than then."-Detroit
Free Press
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21


could not bear the sharp outline given
by the compact little pug at the middle
of the back, which is such charming
arrangement for others.
Where there is an abundance of hair,
the new coil of elongated arrangement,
covering the back of the head almost
from the crown to the nape of the neck,
will DO found effective.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

1t was happy thought to enlist the
sea captains in the service of science
While for obvious reasons the solid land
is better for the accurate observations
there seems good cause to hope that here
after large additions to astronomical
knowledge may be made by the masters
of vessels happening to be in the path of
eclipses. Companion.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

For those in whom badness has al
ready begun, through no weakness of
the general system, thorough brushing
of the hair several times a day will be
beneficial The hair should be brushed
from the summit in all directions.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Fishes are without eyelids, properly
so called, and as the eye is at all times
washed by the surrounding water th..t
gland which supplies moisture to the e. {
is not required and therefore does not
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
The First Women on the Stage.

1t is now ascertained beyond doubt
that women first appeared upon the
stage between November, 1860, and
January, 1861. On Jan. Pepys, that
inveterate playgoer, tells us that he saw
The Beggar's Bush" lit being we'll
done, and here the first time that l ever
saw women come upon the stage. y
Cornhill Magazine
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Mr.. Chumly-I hear you are going to
in the rumor?
Mr.. Fewscads-Yes; l am doing it out
of consideration for my creditors.
haven't the heart to see them suffer-
Texas Siftings.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
East Indian Families.

Millions Of men in India live, marry
and rear apparently healthy children up
on an income which. even when the wife
works, il rarely above fifty cents q week
and frequently sinks to half that alnount.
--Exchanre.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Lorinda Burberry - Did you 'njoy
you'se'f at the fair, Mistah Sominie?
Cal Sominie-Well, candy, Miss Lo-
rinda, can't say t did. Dere's SIGH a
heap o. tings fer people ter look at dat 1
didn't tract no sorter 'tention ertall.-
Worlds Fair Puck
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

There are 10000 Swiss residents in the
chief cities of the United States, 900 Of
them in New York. They are numerous
in ST. Louis and San Francisco. Few are
in Baltimore and Boston
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21
She Did Not Phase" Him.

Young Woman Gn car, to Fogg, who
offers TO sit beside her)-This seat is en-
gagged for a gentleman, sir.
Fogg (sitting down with easy assur-
ance)-Thanks; very kind in you, and very
fiattering besides.-Boston Transcript
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Barker is going to teach me book
keeping" said young farley.
We'll. he's just the man to do it" said
Dawson. Il lent him a copy of Wat
sons. poems year ago, and he's kept it
ever since."-Harper's Bazaar.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-21

Charley-You never cared for me.
Jenny-Why did marry you then?
Charley-From motives of gratitude.
Jennie - Gratitude! Gratitude for
what?
Charley-Gratitude for having made
you your only proposal of marriage
Harrington Bulletin.