The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-07-19

death. more so even than the roses of
HeltOgabalus." Very naturally a litter
passed round among the callers and
guests, but Mrs. Dash put up her eye
glass and remarked In a languid, trainante
voice: Il think it would be somewhat diff
f1cult to find an executioner!'
The Duchess of Marlborough, says the
New York Sun, has had her miniature
painted, showing simply delicate drap-
cry of tulle around her shoulders and
white bow in her hair, and il is such an
exquisite success that the duke has or
dered two more similar in style, which
are to cost $1,000 woman did the work
at Blenheim.
Women, says the New York Sun, will
have to organize a new crusade against
wrinkles and the leather-lke growing
Old-sort-of-look of the skin If they persist
in following up all the open air pursuits
which belong to mans kingdom. Fresh
air in all kinds of weather may be con-
ducive to health, but it is very trying
to delicate skins. Women who row and
ride bicycles should substitute oatmeal or
boiled bread and milk or soap. The dry
skin is especially sensitive to the effects
of sun and air and needs all the precau-
tons it is possible to find to keep 1t
smooth and white. Potatoes boiled in milk
are said to be very effective in whitening
and softening the skin and almond meal
should be on every toilet table.
In the Lane
l met her in the lane to-day,
And who she was I did not know;
think perhaps the thrushes knew,
For when she came their notes grew
low.
The sky hung softly over her,
The trees bent down to watch her pass,
The little breezes held their breath
To hear her football on the grass.
saw her gowns white sweep and fold,
1 saw the clovers in her hand;
Her dainty presence seemed to bring
A springtime glory through the land.
Here is the beech tree where she stopped
And pulled bough of wavering green.
With lingering and soft caress,
saw the leaves about her lean.
Oh, laughing little leaves. be still,
And do not mock me oVer-much.
o, be contented, little leaves,
Made ever happy by her touch.
Sweet maiden face, to me unknown,
In all unbroken dreaming rest
One link l hold which binds US now
A beech-leaf that your hand has blessed.
Susan Creighton Williams.
A simple but pretty white frock Is of
lawn and has the usual haring skirt a
deep hem, hand-sewed, being the edge fin
ish. The bodice is made Of lawn tucking,
alternating with lace insertion, and the
model used is a fitted blouse. The full
sleeves are of the plain lawn, drawn into
cuffs of the tucking, each cum coming
far down over the hand in point that Is
outlined with a frill bf narrow lace. The
collar Is a folded stock of white satin
ribbon with farng bows from the back;
deep point of tucking overlaps each side
of the stock just in front; these points
have an edge finish similar to that on
the cuffs. The belt is folded satin rib
bon with fiaring bow on the left side.
With this is worn a large hat of cream
white straw trimmed with gay flowers
''If you call for tea at restaurant in
Caracas" says a traveller the proprietor
will send to the nearest drug store for 1t
and express regret that you are ILL., Tea
is looked upon by the native Venezuelan
as most unpleasant beverage, and to be
used only incidentally 1t is not kept In
any of the hotels, and when II Is specially
ordered the guest is sorry he did 1t for
the quality is abominable 1t tastes like
a dose of senna.'