The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1893-04-11

Her LAST VOYAGE
Margaret Ful1er's Undaunt-
ed Courage in the Hour
of Trouble.
OLD FASHIONS REVIVED.
The Cashmere Shawl Imparts
Elegance. Says a
Critic

We, too, at this distance, shrink at
setting out with her on that fatal
voyage, with its record OF doom.
First. the captain stricken with
malignant smallpox; his death and
burial at sea, off Gibraltar the body
wrapped in a flag and lowered deep
into the deep. Margaret consoles
and cares for the widow. Then little
Angelina seized with the dread dis
ease, lying at the point Of death for
days. and rescued again only by tire
less watching and care. Contrary
winds detain them, so that two long
summer months wear away before
they near their journeys end On
Thursday, July Is, the Elizabeth was
off the Jersey coast. The passengers
were told to pack their trunks, and
prepare to land the next morning.
At nine in the evening the wind
o and at midnight it was a hurrI-
cane. The ship tossed and
pitched all night, flying - no
one knew where or how swiftly
with the wind and tide, headlong
to destruction. AT four o'clock on
Friday morning, July 10, she struck
off Fire Island beach. First a jar,
then a crash, and the thunder of the
seas breaking over them. One hates
to rehearse the horrows OF that awful
dawn and awakening, yet how else
may we realize the test of the souls
which confronted them? The passen-
gers meet in the gray twilight, ex-
charging hurried words, calm but
desperate. And now for twelve
mortal hours, amid the wrack of
tempest and fury of unclaimed
elements. that doomed band of human
beings awaited death-a hundred
deaths. We have a glimpse of
Margaret singing her terrified child
TO sleep through the bowling storm.
Land was in sight, actually within a
hundred yards, only the raging
breakers between. Through the gray
cloud of rain and spray they could see
the gray sand-hills, with people
moving on the beach, and a
wagon drawn up, but not a hand
lifted to save them, not a life
boat sent to the rescue. Morning
neutrality-suspicious. endless, and
yet how swiftly passing! The wreck
was going to pieces, plank by plank.
A single mast remained with Il frag-
n,ent of the deck that ros and fell
with every wave. Here the desperate
group were clinging. The last mo-
ment came. Some plunged into the
sea and succeeded in swimming to the
shore; others trusted to a frail plank
and rope. The last vision of Margaret
was at the pot of the mast, in her
white T. fess, with her bright hair
streaming over her shoulders. Ossoli
hung for an instant to the rigging.
but the next wave caught him, and
be sank. never to reappear. Neither
his body nor Margaret's was eve re-
covered. Only the body of Angelina
was washed ashore sone minutes
later, still warm, but stripped of every
shred of clothing. One has almost a
Regret that the sea gave him up, and
that he should not sleep with his par
eurs beneath the waves, in whose still
depths, no less than in the fixed and
stable earth, there is peace
Josephine Lazarus in the Century.
The Cashmere Shawl.
In the glitrering but chilly salons of
Versailles, doubtless it was Tor com-
fort that josephine wore the CASH
mere shawls that the Egyptian ex-
petition introduced into France, and
which her husband, with his char
acteristic regard for the rights of
other. pulled from her shoulders and
put upon the blaze of ar open fire.
These properly folded, or any long
narrow piece of good fabric, worn as a
long scarf, will add flowing lines to
the front OF the figure, and short
horizontal ones not too rigid to the
back.
A good critic says of tito wear
it is a proof of grace, and it imparts
great elegance, especially to a tall
woman. In tie old portraits by Sir
Joshua Reynolds, by Gainsborough,
by Stuart and Copley-further back,
in the Empire days, by David-the
scarf has been very effectively used.
the long straight scarf drawn tightly
across the small of the back, passing
over the elbows, and dropping down
in front as low as the knees, or lower.
Nowadays one sees them worn by
ladies who have relatives in the East,
who send them scarfs of Grape or
camel's hair; and occasionally the
French approach the scarfin the style
of spring or autumn wraps. 1t would
only take half a dozen ladies who
have reputation for good dressing to
persjstentlv adopt the scarf for others
10 recognize its grace and elegance"
The social life of the French En-