The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-11-04

and those in Canada" On the day ap-
pointed for leaving Montreal, therefore,
Mrs. rs maid laid out her travelling
dress, and, according to her mistress or
ders, her new sealskin coat-a volumin-
Gus "dolman," which, COnte que cOnte,
milady proposed to wear over the border.
For several days previously the nights had
been decidedly frosty and Mrs. -- con-
graduated herself upon her luck in hav-
ing weather that gave a certain raison
d'etre to her decidedly arctic garment. AS
luck would have ii, however, the very day
of the departure of the party there arrived
on wave from the heated prairies of the
southwest one of those intensely hot, ter
ribly enervating, almost intolerable, mug
gy atmospheres that sometimes come in
September, which are endurable only be-
cause the sufferers know they cannot last.
Good heavens, Matilda" exclaimed Mr..
--, who, in Difference to his presumable
masculine prejudice" had not been in
formed of his wife's plans for smuggling
her cloak. You are not going to wear
that great fur thing in this weather!
People will think that you are out of your
sensesr'
Il have a cold" answered his wife, with
calm assertion, feeling that there was no
course open to her but heroic measures,
and rising equal to the occasion, and the
weather will probably change" And con-
cealing her sufferngs, which were really
with fortitude, stoically enduring the
amused glances of a number of her fellow
travellers, who had evidently caught on
to the situation and who wondered what
the result would be. BY the time they had
reached the frontier, the heat was intol-
cradle, and Mrs. -- felt as if she should
melt away. only a short time longer"
she soliloquized land ] can take off this
dreadful garment of torture" when to her
dismay she caught the glance of a Gus
tom house officer, who was regarding her
with an eye of suspicion, and who APP
preached her with a malicious grin.
Your new sealskin is dutiable madam"
he remarked, quietly. "Will you kindly
take it off so that we may appraise it? I
am sure that you will be glad to be re-
lieved from it in this weather"
The following interesting little story,
says an exchange, accentuating the old
Creole darkey's superstition of Hold fast
your hairpins; hold fast your love-" was
contributed to this department by Miss
Eva Dorsey Anderson: was walking on
Canal street the other day. and lost some
of the small silver hairpins that 1 used to
hold my hair in place. An old colored
woman returned them to me with the re-
mark: Take care, honey, yo's a losin'
some of yo' sweethearts, shore; yo bet
ter hold 'em tight" "Why, auntie, how
is that?" 1 inquired. I am always inter-
ested in the quaint superstition of At
rican lore; / find when sifted to the bot
tom they contain grains of golden wisdom
that make one almost believe the Sweden
bOrgan theory that these Africans are
the remnant of the most ancient church
upon the earth of the celestial nature.
Her old wrinkled face was all alive with
an intelligence that was certainly not of
the mind but of the heart, as she an
swered Laws, chile, don you know
dpt'G "a shore ion yh xvO'
harpen dot yos alosini yo' holt on your
sweetheart? Now, don you feel bad
honey, and cry yo' purity eyes out for any
son OBJ Adam OATS a livin' dey amt
wort 1t, nary one of dem. And tes yo'
believe what ole Rose tells you honey"
continued the old woman earnestly ''yo'
take dem harpen and lay 'em at the feet
of the blessed Jesus, and he will shorely
send you back yo' sweetheart"
Then, as she saw incredulity in my face
she said, Indignantly: "Aint de blessed
Lord done say every hair OBJ yo' head is
counted?"
l thanked the dear old celestial soul for
her kindly aid, as muttering a blessing on
ode dear mamselle" she went away. But
the quaint words, so earnestly spoken
sunk into my heart, and l pondered their
meaning. 1t was easy to trace back the
superstition of the Swedenborgian doc
trine of correspondence of type Hair Is
that it is impossible not to show the
character by the lines and the arrange
ment of the hair. Fashions in hair show
the temper of the time and men have
cut off their hair to denote austerity and
abstinence from earthly affections. The
stern, austere Puritans shaved their hair
and were called round heads" while
the rolliclking cavaliers wore floating curls
and were addicted to all pleasures. An
other instance of the truth of this type
is the shearing of the beautiful tresses
of the nun, when she takes her VOWS to
renounce the affections of the world. A
woman binds her hair about her head to
express feminine restraint, and st. Paul
is very explicit in his commands in re-
gard to the cutting and adjoining of hair
in woman.
And so, linking the wisdom of Sweden
borg the sage, to the old negro mammy's
quaint fancy, 1 thought that it was a
beautiful thing to hold that mans affec-
ton is thus crowned with the type of the
imperishable And did not old Rose quote
the highest authority? Verify ! say unto
you the very hairs of your head are num-
bered," believing in her simplicity of
heart that the least things pertaining to
our affections are not lost, and the least
loving thought of our sweethearts can be
reganed by laying it at the feet of the
Lord, where all love is surely garnered.
1t was a beautiful fancy. If nothing more,
and it brought to me the thought of a low
ing, weeping woman, who thousands of
years ago bathed the feet of Jesus with
her tears and wiped them with her raven
tresses, bringing her best and highest
love into lowest service.
So l thought l would send my little
story TO Woman's World and Work to re-
mind the girls TO be careful how they
fastened their pretty tresses with their
gold and silver pins, for as they place
these pins carefully and securely they are
holding in their faithful hearts their
true lovers best afection but If they put
them in with light and careless fingers
they are running the risk OF losing their
admirer and laying themselves open TO the
imputation Of hirt
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