The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-12-10
WOMAN'S WORLD.
A Few Things Of Interest to the
Fair Sex.

Hands Soft and White-Does Hy-
pocrisy Lurk in Pleasant MannersP
How It Was Determined That Earth
Was In Good Set-A Word About
Sarah Bernhart-Other Matters of
Special Interest.
One of the most curious of current be-
liefs, says an exchange. is that of hypoc-
risy lurking in pleasant manners, and sin
certify in those that are rough or stern. It
seems a relic Of our Puritan fathers, but
it certainly is out of place to-day. One is
foolish, or very innocent, TO give heed to
more than the letter of society courtesies.
But, on the other hand, the wish to
please is a good sign in itself. and the
willingness to hurt, by word as well as by
deed, is a bad sign in itself. Selfshness
is far more than hypocrisy even usual
failing. And there is small hope for the
habitually self-absorbed rough speaker,
while there is always chance that the
softmanner may sink into the heart. To
those who tell US that soft words butter
no parsnips we may retort, oil is, also
better for wig than vinegar. If pro-
verbs mean anythin it is be cause there
Is one for every side of question.
Speaking Of men under the influence
of liquor reminds me of the startling eff
feet a young lady had on her atfianced
some time ago, says writer in the Plea
yune. She had never come in close quar-
ters with a drunken man and didn't
know what they were like except that
they reeled along the street. In an indis-
Greet moment the young man who was an
applicant for her affections for life called
on her after he had taken several social
glasses. he was not so far gone that he
could not walk straight when he steered
himself with care, but the effect of the
ardent fluid caused him to be exceedingly
heavy. At the first moment the Young
lady did not notice his unnatural condi-
ton, but when she did she screamed, and,
rushing up to him, asked him what was
the matter, with such tones of solicit
tude that he was half sobered with the
fear that she might divine the true cause
of his malady. But she didn't, and call
ing her friends from an adjoining room
communicated in agitated tones of voice
the fact that he looked and acted Just like
an uncle who had but 4 few weeks pre-
viously died of apOpleXy, and advanced
her belief that her beloved affianced was
suffering in a similar way. The young
man was rather impressionable, and the
thought went through him like a streak
of lightning that what she said might be
true The sudden fright sobered him and
] can guarantee that from that day to
this he has never touched liquor. and his
wife of ten years does not guess how she
cured him Of a terrible habit or even that
the wine cup ever touched his lips"
A dainty and a pleasant hand to touch
Is delight. Nothing is more disgusting
than hand that is in half mourning. or
one that is less white than need be.
We all remember Charles Lambs great
friend, Burney, who only la ked the
virtue that is next to godliness. One
night, when a crowd Of these good fell
lows were playing cards Ella suffered
out: "Oh, l say, Burney, if d-d-dirt were
trumps, wha-what hand you'd have!''
II you want hand as soft as down as
silky as asbestos, make it so in ten days
with soap shave down a teacupful of
CASTLE soap into pint of water mix; add
a little perfume, and so make of it a thin.
soft soap, Twice a day lather the hands
with this, and then hold them for five
minutes in lukewarm water. Rinse in
hot water, and then dip them in box of
oatmeal to dry. AT the end of a week
they viii bebeautifully white and soft
A young housekeeper took her watch
into a fashionable jewelers. the other day.
says the New York Tunes, TO see what
was the matter with it. The man in at
tendance examined it knowingly, shook
his head, and SAID 1t will cost you - to
have that put in running order" She
reached out for it in despair. Then it
must go unrepaired,' she answered; SIS
would buy me a winter hat, perhaps.
The stranger-he was not even an ac-
quaintance-eyed her quizzically for mo-
ment. Hand it here. he asked. and
with touch of his thumbnail, he set it
going. There, all right.H and he gave it
back to her.
Who goes in first to dinner is a mooted
question Of vital Importance to dinner
givers says the New Orleans Picayune.
The ideal hostess will pair her guests as
carefully as she viii concoct a pudding
She is careful not to send in two old
friends together nor yet two intimate
enemies Once at dinner party in New
Orleans a well-known woman was sent
out with her own brother-in-law. Dull
ness could have gone but a step farther
In sending people to the table the pre-
edence should be given, where there is
Aespecial guest, to age, brains and beauty
fhathe order named. Beauty never gets
~ ENDED at being last, for wherever it is
We floats the royal standard.
Sa1fony, says the New York Sun, has
been writing about the famous women
who have posed before his camera. Dur
ing ellast forty years he has, so he says, !
photographed almost all the famous |
women who have been in this country.
In the first place be says that it isn't |
soul-stirring to photograph women in their |
ordinary attire. but that a genuine artist |
can revel IN making negatives OF actresses |
lit character" Modieska, according ,
to Sarony, has all the fire which charac- |
terizes the Pole. Once, when asked to |
recite al a society function she held her |
hearers spellbound while she repeated |
what was supposed to be the incarnation |
of tragedy. She confessed that she had |
recited only the alphabet in her native |
tongue, but it showed her power AS |
Rosalind Modieska makes, as Sarony |
says, an 'idylEc' picture
The photographer is, in fact, rather in
clined to draw pretty largely on the re-
sources of the English language when he |
is on the subject OF his famous sitters. |
Speaking of Bernhardt, for instance, he |
says:
Her figure is not the apotheosis of per
lection, but. as an artist, | was charmed |
with her pulchritudinous personality"
As if this were not startling enough, he /
further remarks that there is "a sinUous |
grace in her movements, a Hogarthean |
curve in her poses" 1t seems that Sarah |
always addressed her American photogra- |
pher as mon petit Sarony.n The gentle |