The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1897-11-21
washington Post.)
He was not good. His ways, indeed
Were anything Int nice.
He died 4 week ago, and now
u'hpy soy he cuts no ice,

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70 show-wcll. you can see for yourSel1
W - RIOS IA show. \ woman ] know
.nd bnr husband have just moved 1nto
. nav hou>c ND in the newest part or
.bo northwest quarter. y few evenings
,f,cr the moving Mrs. y. went out 10
attend the meeting of some committee
or ofher-she belongs Ia nearly every
voman's organization in town, does
Mrs. Y. The meeting was long anu
stormy one II was nearly miahlsH.
when Mrs. Ms cab stopped III from oL
her door The street WAS DARK, hSl.S
were ont in all the houses. MIS- ~;
dismissed the cab ran MP the steps, ana
puShcd the he'll hutton. Nobody came
She tried the door. 1t was locked. she
dressed the hutton again. Sull no re-
snonse She knocked. She even Kched
.bc door. She called rs loudly as she
dared. Not I'm answering sound came
from the house. 1t began to rain. Mrs
\ sat down on the doorstep and gave
herself over tn grief. Presently an up
ner window of the house next door was
Cautiously OPENED and head in curl
naners apreared Mrs. y. Sohbed out her
dlenma. aud-well, the good Samaritan
ISN'T always of the masculine gender,
for the woman next door took her In
and gave her lodging for the night.
Mrs Y rose nj daylight and hurried
home. of course. eager to allay the anX-
iety of her husband. whom she pictured
frantic nj her non-appearance. Her
cook. who goes home nights, met her at
the door and let her in. SIZE rushed up
stairs. and there lay hey husband, sleep
Ing like little innocent. care-free baoe.
20. my dear, Is that you: he SAD.
emiably, rs Mrs. Y. gave him vicious
y, R41ft
come i'm last night. The bell doesn't
ring. bur | left the basement door I'M
locked. Was il late when got home:
Mrs. y hasn't been calm enough yet
TO explain matters to him, but she cher
ishcs some exceedingly pessimistic ideas
concerning the general sagaeity OF men.
Miss Frances Benjamin Johnson, who
has just come home from Europe, has
brought with her ut least one series OF
pic,ures whose publ.c ton viii be await
ed with in+ est She spent several
mouths in oGt-of-the-way parts of Eng
land. and visited the village Of Broad
way. where Mrs Mary Anderson-Na-
yarro's home is Mrs. Navarro 5 an old
friend of Miss J0hnston's mother, who
was a dramatic critic in Baltimore, |
believe. where Mary Anderson made her
debut as juliet. For one whole day she
posed before the young photographer
camera. though she has not been pho
tographed more than once or twice be-
fore since she left the stage. The trunks
that hold her stage wardrobe were drag
ged from their attic corner and juliet,
Peridita Rosalind. and Galatea Gve6
again for the cameras benefit. Best of
all. the wonderful Navarro baby was
photographed in his beautiful mothers
arms. and Miss Johnston declares that
Mrs Navarro is really much more beau
tiful than Mary Anderson ever was.
81
Speaking Of artists make me think OF
one young woman here in town whose
studio hangings are quite the most
charming / have seen. They are moth
ing more nor less than Paisley shawls
of the fashion our mothers wore in their
honeymoon days. The young artist
brought them all from abroad with her
last summer. and they are souvenirs of
dozen country villages in England and
Scotland and Ireland, and the most
beautiful one of all, a cobwebby, silky
thing that looks ike a woven rainbow.
came from pawnshop in Dublin. There
must be a trunkful of them in all, and
the owner did not pay a cent of duty
on them. for the custom house takes no
notice of the passing Of fashions, and
shawl is still an article of wearing APP
parel. The cost of the collection was
really nothing at all, and for drapery
nothing could be more successful than
those same Paisley shawls.
/ wonder if there is any other gar
ment quite so utterly and hopelessly out
Of fashion rs the shawl, by the way. ,
We can all remember. if We are honest
about owning up TO our birthdays, when |
to possess Il Cashmere shawl was the
height of every woman's ambition. |
Shapeess. awkward, unbecoming, the /
shawl was in fashion and if we posses !
sed one, we wore it. The Empress of
the French made niche for herself in
history because she was the only wo-
man who was graceful in a shawl. Last
week a dressmaker showed me a few
exauisitely colored scraps, and in a
voice of awe told me that she had just
cut m a shawl for one of her customers.
1t was the wedding present of that Gus
toner's father to her mother, and it cost
5000. 1t had been cut up to make a
lining for an evening wrap of white
broadcoth The dressmaker's voice
fairly trembled us she told Of the sacri-
legious performance. and l wondered
that the spirit of the second empire
didn't turn in its grave.
dare say Sir Wnfrid Laurier has
been impressed by a great many things
in our beautiful Washington, for tall
and Stalwart as he is, he is artistic to
the finger tips-l say. he, no doubt has
been impressed by many things, but
there is one member Of the party with
him, Mr. NJ T. Nichols, Toronto jour
nal:St, who seems to have been Impress
cd with only one thing in Washington.
That one thing is the Washington oys-
ter. and three times day since the Ca
madam made the acquaintance of the
d.licacy has he fed on oysters Up in
Canada he says. one never gets an
oyster that is fit to eat Up there one