The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-10-07

!, S1oli De % next birthday, she is in
the habit of saying with the most de-
hghtful candor, and 1 should he CON
slahtly mistaken for my own daughter If
We're not so very much better looking
6er husband? He is a fool. of course
what could he have been but a fool to
lhlnk that Lena, brilliant and 10. could be
marrying him for anything exceDt his
| money? What can he be now but a fool
10 go on worshipping this woman who
insults MN dozen times a day with her
sCOFiIuI good humor and her cruel witP
me world scorns scarcely less than she
uoss hefseH his slow patience and long
suffering. My husband has no brains to
speak of, you know" saws Lena. CONVEX
satlonally. Her husband can hear the re
marx from the other end of the table
ne wrote a prize poem at Cambridge"
she continues, enjoying herself very much
mat speaks for itself" Presently Sir
George falls i'll, The illness is alarming
II even alarms Lena. In the very middle
OF the season she goes down to the coal
! country 10 nurse her husband She puts
on a very becoming cap and delightful
1 apron The sick man always lies so that
ne can see her. She has done her best to
DIeak his heart, and he loves her still
me touch of her hand raises in him a
/ thousand tender emotions. She is still
/ the one woman in the world for him
ana she leaves him. The deadly dullness
/ OF the place and the monotony and de-
/ preston of a sick room soon get intolera-
/ PIE. she has always been quite selfish.
/ Admiration is the breath of her life. And
! VINO is there to admire one in the coal
! country? She goes back to town, and a
| Telegram informs her of his death She
! laments him and curses herself passion
! ately for few days. But there is the
estate to see about, and ones black, and
an sorts of things. Il am not sure that
! Dlack is not more becoming to me than
] ANYTHING else - he
/ lords her great deal of consolation.
! Worse fates might fall than to be born
Muscoyite grand duchess, says the Mail
| and Express
/ Recently Xenia, the eldest daughter of
the Car of Russia, was married to her
| cousin Alexander Michaelievitch, and her
father save her some magnificent jew
! elry that has been described over and
over again. Considering that the annual
| income of the Gar is estimated to be
! SIS 100000 he can afford few trinkets for
! his favorite daughter. Apart from that
/ however, the fair Xenia has only the
! ordinary dowry of grand-duchess, which
] is S6O0O0O, and her annual allowance from,
| the crown of $4,000 These allowances al
! ways begin the moment a grand-duchess
! is born.
| With the usual discrimination against
sex, If a son is born his allowance of $780,
!
! prodtgality in that Russia whence the cry
of the starving peasantry went out over
| the face of the earth so recently and the
/ hand of charity was extended from the
ends thereof!
The Countess di Brazza, says the Mail
! and Express, who has made a name for
I herself by reviving the lace industry of
Italy, was a New Orleans girl, Miss Cora
| SloCumb, and her work in behalf of Ital-
| ian peasants has made the people of her
/ native city, naturally, quite proud of her
/ AS the story goes, when she removed
/ from her American home to her husbands
| castle in Italy, she found the peasantry
/ surrounding it in the EXTREMIST poverty,
| a condition of affairs which appealed to
| her kindness of heart, while she felt pow
! erless to remedy 1t. Accidentally she
! found two women, who were the sole re-
! positories of an art which, through their
! fundamentally she has revived, and now
! the italian laces, made by these poverty
! stricken peasants, are taking proud posi-
| tons in the markets of the world.
The Countess di Brazza has thrown all
her energies INTO the regenerating work
sA handsome display of these laces was
| brought over, and personally displayed by
! her at the worlds fair, and she is ardent
in her appeals for recognition of the de-
mands of her adopted people.
Mothers, says the New York Tribune,
often find that little knowledge if not
a dangerous thing, is apt to render it's
! possessor very uncomfortable, and that
| too much precaution is as bad in its way
| as a certain amount of wholesome neg
| lect. Il thought l would give myself en-
| tire comfort this summer" says Mrs.
| Midas, land so in addition to my usual
| staff of nursery donestics, l engaged a
! trained nurse to go with me to Newport,
! simply to exercise a general supervision
! over the health of the household The
| consequences were that l have never
| passed such a season of imaginary terror
| since l was married. The knowledge /
| gained of various diseases and their symp-
| toms was appalling; and as Miss
| had absolutely nothing to do but to watch
! for Indications, she generally contrived
| to find them. AS a sample of the agonies
! l went through, l will give you just one
of my many experiences. On the morning
of one of the best dinners of the season,
to which l had long been engaged little
! Molly, my youngest, complained of a bad
pain in her side, Usually l would have
| given her dose of rhubafb, and thought
mo more about it; hut Miss --'s
| grave face frightened me. "A pain in the
| right side should never be disreCarded,'
she said decidedly, 'and'-looking al her
watch and arranging everything like a
| general-'we can catch the afternoon
| train. Molly ought to go to town at once
and see DR.. -, the specialist 1t may
be nothing, but then it may be a great
deal, and 1t is never safe to disregard
such symptoms.
"Well, there was nothing for it but to
scratch off a hasty note giving up my
dinner, and in couple of hours we were
en- orute for New York Molly, Miss
-- and I, the child really suffering
a great deal of pain, and almost worked
into a fever with all the agitation and
worry On arriving in town we went i'm
nediately to our own house, put Molly
to bed, and sent for DR.. --. When he
came he made a thorough examination
and afterward turned to me, smiling
blandly. "A little indigestion, my dear
madam; nothing more. Please give the
little girl these three pills, one now, one
tonight before sleeping and one to-
morrow morning. And that was what |
gave up my dinner for, hurried to New
York and suffered any amount of appre-
hension-just to give Molly three pills for
ordinary Indigestion
once more, in fullness of the years,
September comes and wanes;
And Ger the summer dead, its tears