The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-11-21
NOMAN'S ~ WORLD.

panic. Heightened criminals invariably
come out of prison in better health and
race than they had when they went in
And who has not remarked the refinement
OF spirit and nature born of sorrow and
temperance in bereaved families.
II woman intends to use her brain, to
DO with one chin, avoid shelving hips and
develop her spiritual nature, she can't be
TOO temperate. Let her throw carrots to
the COWS, cabbage to the hogs, oaten meal
10 the chickens, pork and veal to the dogs
ana liver to the cats, and live like the
birds, the Bedouins or the Romans
oranges should be drunk. Like grapes
they are wine producing, but less stimu-
iaung and more nourishing. Three or four
squeezed in a glass is the incest kind Of a
desert at lunch, or an Introduction break
fast
Corn bread is a golden cosmetique Spin
ach IS well named by the French-belly
broom; there are no better foods for the
complexion than tomatoes, cucumbers and
ngs, the seeds they contain being sufficient
10 accelerate digestion without the irritat-
ing effect of grapes and blackberries
Hominy is one of the best cereal foods.
except as invalid food, rice should not be
served without butter, cream or fruit: an
pies and onions cannot be over-estimated
ana salads are balm for beauty.
An Old Maid
Her eyes like quiet pools are clear,
Her placid face is sweet and fair.
The frost of many vanished wear
Lies on her hair.
She has no memories of vows
Exchanged below an April moon.
Or whispered converse meath the boughs
OF rose alright June
She never planned her wedding gown
This sweet old maiden true and good;
For her life held no sacred crown
OF motherhood.
Yet to the shelter of her side
Inc little orphan children press;
lis known she mothers, far and wide.
The motherless.
The poor and suffering love her we'll
such ready sympathy she knows,
The SORROW burdened freely tell
To her their woes.
For those who stumble, those who fall.
Her heart with gentle truth is stirred;
She has kindly smile for all
A cheering word.
with fate she never wages strife;
1t must be right since God knows best;"
And so she lives her useful life,
Blessing and best
She strews the thorny paths with flowers:
She turns the darkness into day:
And, as we clasp her hand in ours.
We can but say:
Dear friend, SO rich in love and truth.
With large, warm heart and steadfast
mind,
Twas we'll for some that in your youth
The men were blind"
e. Matheson, in Chambers Journal.
An English writer is in e. state of
amazement about the sudden way in
which the whole world will change its
ways. She wonders if the great lights
OF fashion meet in secret places and say
TO each other solemnly: Let US invent
a new way of shaking hands" Not at
all; II happens this way: When a great
parsonage, as beautiful as she is great,
like the Duchess of Leinster, for in
stance-When this grand dame is in high
feather, with violating satin bodice and
princess lace bertha-she naturally flares
away from such elegance as the arm of
musty broad cloth. Somebody sees this,
copies it,and there you are! Then troubles
come to milady-the duke dies and her
widows weeds are of no consequence. She
is not particularly glad to see anybody.
10 be sure, the duke locked her out one
night when she was late from a ball. but
somewhat, nevertheless, for his loss So.
when her hand is grasped by a sympa-
thetlc visitor, she simply raises it lam
guidly and touches with fnger-tips only.
Everything the beautiful duchess does is
altogether lovely. We cannot slay dukes.
but we can shake hands like a duchess.
OF course, we know our American duty
by inspiration. Who tells us? Nobody.
England and America may have differ
ed about small matters 100 years ago-they
are Siamese twins to-day and in the
fashionable hand-shake they are as one.
1t is unwise to judge of a young wo-
mans looks by view of her figure from
behind, as Washington young man found
to his cost, says the Chicago Chronicle
Two pedestrians were walking down
Pennsylvania avenue one afternoon recent
ly. A fine-looking woman was walking
in front of them. She had good figure.
was well dressed. and from the distance
of probably fifty feet which interviewed
between the two men and the supposedly
beautiful woman she might have been
taken for a Diana.
I'll wager the mysterious female is as
beautiful as Venus and as lovely as Aph
rodite,' said one man to the other.
Make it half dozen choice cigars and
I'll go you," said the other. Far from
being pretty, l am positive that she is alb
solutely homely."
That's a 60" said the man who had
first spoken, and both increased their
speed so as to overtal1e the object of their
wager, who had been walking ahead of
them for probably a block. AS she was
passed the plotters turned and looked at
her, in such a manner, however as not
to disconcert her, and then passed on.
The man acknowledged that he had lost,
without attempting in the least to save
his bet. There was no use, for the lady
was really ugly there was no doubt about
that. She was terribly plain, and the diff
ference between the appearance Of her
face and what might have been expected
from the figure and general makeup was
surprising.
'If you'll give me the secret by which
you found that out will throw In another
half dozen CIGARS" is what the man told
his friend
That's the easiest thing in the world,
| IL you Just tumble to the fact once" said
the other. IF you had noticed, as I did
| that although several men passed the wo-
man. coming in our direction not one nj