The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-09-12

son for several years by the growing and
/ sale Of vegetables. She began with nc
capital and an unfeuced piece Of uncul-
tVated land. There is now a neat fence
ABOUT her domain, a well and pump in
| the center, and she has, in addition To
purchasing these, paid for a piano and
mack 10 take her vegetables to the mar
ket' which is twenty miles from her
home
Every evening during the dry season
sne waters certain number Of plants
until she has gone over the entire place,
when she begins and goes over it again
m the same way. The active sense of
nearing which nature has given this
blind girl in lieu of her sight enables her
10 detect insect life easily, and by feel
ing with her sensitive fingers she can dis
tnguish the nature and size of the plants
and vegetables she raises. She is famil-
, lar with all kinds of vegetables and
plants, and knows the size they should
attain, the color of their hue and the
/ shape they should assume.
brave woman has often cheered her
husband on to victory, but perhaps no
woman ever had greater reason to re-
Jolce over her own action than had Sig
nora Mascagni on a certain morning in
May, 1890, says the Youths Companion.
On that day the musical world was ring
ing with praises of her husband, to
whom a telegram had just. been delivered.
Come to Rome at once. The first
prize has been awarded to you" it said
Mascagni did not even know that any
work of his had been entered for the
contest. Ten months before he had read
IN the village paper an advertisement in
Vltlng musical composers to compete for
prize offered by Szogouo, the publisher.
OF milan. The compositions were to be
one-act operas and must be by composers
who had had no production presented on
the stage.
Mascagni set himself to the task of
composition, but before the work was
completed disbursement had taken the
place or hope. Why should he win, he
asked, when the best talent in italy was
entered in the competition?
In vain his wife persuaded him to send
IN his work. alleging that he could but
try.
Il have suffered enough. I should but
eat out my heart with waiting, and then
ole Of ppointment," was his an
swer.
"Pietro let me send it," pleaded Signora
Mascagini.
No" he replied. desperately. 81 Will
send it where it will trouble me no more. {"
with that he threw the manuscript into
the fireplace, and ran from the room that
he might not see it burn But the
fire was the fire of the poor-of too eco
rapidly, and Signora Mascagni rescued
the paper, not even scorched. She sent
1t without telling her husband. and he re-
turned to his band, his teaching and his
organ in the village church. where he
was employed as director of the choir.
When he heard that he had won the
prize he had to go to his wife for an ex-
PLANTATION. just then success meant to
him simply the prize mon9y. 500
Il can buy my wife a new dress" was
his first exclamation when he got TO
Rome.
But when, that night, he appeared be-
fore the eager crowd waiting to welcome
the creator of the composition which had
taken the musical world by storm. he un-
derstood what his success meant. He
him. a.
/ Come to me; need you" he tele-
graphed to his wife.
She went at once, to support him now
by her presence as she had formerly SIM
ported him by her announcement.
In the reign of Louis XIV we read that
the court ladies' were very fond of snnoJC-
ing tobacco, and although the Grand
Monarch" had a great dislike to the
weed, his daughters did not disdain to
avail themselves of its solace. When
they became wearied by the etiquette and
gravity of the court, they frequently in
dulged in revelry in their apartments af
ter supper. On one occasion when al a
table, he heard a noise in that part of
the palace and went to find out the cause
To his amazement, he found the ladies'
smoking and laughing, and discovered
that they had borrowed their pines from
the officers of the Swiss Guard.
The Boston Post is responsible for this
piece of personal gossip:
Ben Tillman was never known to act
against the advice of his wife but once
This was when he accepted a pass over
a railroad. He had made a bitter fight
against the railroads, and had denounced
the former governors who had been as
he alleged, in league with them against
the interests of the farmer Mrs. TILL
man argued that the acceptance of the
lightest favor would cast a suspicion of
insincerity upon him. and that he would
be censured even by his strongest adhe-
rents. But Tillman used the pass, and
Mrs. Tillman's predictions were at once
verified. He was severely criticised, and
for the first time in his career his mo-
tives were questioned by his own party
Mrs. Tillman reads much devoting
herself especially to politics and history
1t is laughingly asserted by her intl-
mates that she has read and rememb ers
everything. She serves as a work of
ready reference to her husband, and sup
plies the dates and statistics with which
his speeches abound.
'Tillman's favorite hour for confer
ence with his wife is at dusk, when he re-
turns home exhausted with his own We
hemence during the day. He overturns
chair, and throwing himself full length
upon the floor. He rests his head upon
his coat as a pilliw, and then calls Mrs.
T1llman to come and talk to him. Often
she has looked up some desired informa-
ton for him. the early accident to his
eye necessftating caution against over
taxing 1t. She plans with him the cam
paign of the next day, while he Tolls and
losses on the floor. An occasional bust
ness messenger, sometimes an intimate
friend, calls, interrupdng them. He does
not observe the formality Of rising and
resuming his coat. but sings out in jolly
rough-and-ready way to come on and
talk, then and there"
Women who are interester In fine an
tique rugs win be glad to know that the
industry commenced by the nuns in the
sixteenth century at Perugia, has been
revived by the Countess Simonnetta
Mayno, wife of the well-known general,
A distinguished artist, Count Rossi Scot
Il, is assisting in deciphering the designs.