The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-08-20

and exclaimed, "Why. Mollie, how well
YOU look, and how lucky IL was you did
not lose your hairl" The little ones eyes
danced with mischief.
"Ah! but / did" she replied with
laugh; and to Mrs. SIS horror and
fright she lifted OF her iaunty sailor hat
and made a low bow, with perfectly
bald and shining Uranium.
travelling on Sunday is, ] know, not
considered the most orthodox Of occupa-
tions, said a woman to the New York
Times, the other day, but on journey
recently took on the first day Of the week
1 decided there were more irreverent
ways of spending it than on railway
train.
''My way lay through the towns and
villages in Southwestern New York trav-
| ersed by the Erie road, and from that car
window that Sabbath afternoon l looked
out on d succession of scenes that aroused
only the most peaceful and hallowed emo
/ tiOns
THE farmhouses and village homes
were folded in the soothing quiet of the
| day, and the family groups on piaZzas or
under the shade of spreading trees in the
| door yards showed that the Sunday calm
was unbroken. Following the homes
would come the CLEAN of marble as their
| inevitable accompaniment, the cemetery
on the hill, glided into view, with its
| tender memories of other peaceful coun-
try gaveyards where lie my dead.
LAS we halted at one station in the
| deepening twilight of the summer even
| ing across the fields came the tones Of the
church bell calling the villagers to SER
vice. At the next the quiet folks were
winding their way in struggling groups to
the white-spired building, and as the
train sped on in the growing darkness
the church lights were almost the only
ones that cleaned out from the groups of
nesting homes.
every such picture was q vision of
childhood days, a renewal of the influen-
ces of my youth; voices from the quiet
past that in the busy city life l do not
often hear. And they did me good"
A story says the New York Times, istold
! of well-known literary man and his
wife which would seem to indicate that
not all of the artifice Of scheming should
be put down to women
The couple referred to decided to re-
paper a certain room in their suburban
home. Although apparently simple
enough this undertaking proved to be a
difficult one, as not only was the indi-
vidual and Numerically different taste
of each of the two to be consulted, but
the paper that was already upon the
! walls OF an ADJOINING room nau 10 De
taken into consideration as well. Again
and again did the paperhanger, who tells
the story, come out with his big rolls of
samples to the suburban house, only to
return with the matter undecided, as the
wife was sure to dislike what the hus-
band liked, ana vice versa.
At length the husband had a private in
terview with the paperhanger and sug-
gested that the gordon knot be cut in
this wise:
"You bring out the very first roll that
you showed us, which suited me-" advised
this man whose ingenuity of plot has long
been the admiration and despair of the
literary guild. Mrs. - won't remem-
Der it, and if she does, l shall immediate
ly say that don't like it, that it clashes
with the paper on the other room and so
forth, so that she will at once declare for
it and nothing else. Then l shall yield
reluctantly but gracefully to her wishes,
and the thing viii be settled the way
want it to be-.
The paperhanger did as he was told,
and the little plot having worked like a
charm, that identical paper is now on
the walls of the rs living room.