The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1899-12-23

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and roast apples before the fire. Some Of
as: what kind Of hair had Aaron's dog?
Dogs hair
The host may attend the entertainment
patriotic song, The Sword Of Bunker
HILL"
The old maids may speak pieces Of
poetry and the old bachelor may whittle
and whistle and offer to "go home" with
many refusing girls.
Few modern devises that will yield SO
good sentiment, can be so easily prepared
as this.
It may be varied by a sFayorite Song
Party, at which, amid like surroundings.
each one may sing his favorite old song.
The Village Choir is more attractive
and amusing than THE District School,
an entertainment popular in New England
and in the West.
Christmas certainly is the season Of
unseldshness, among women, at least .
says Dorothy Maddox in the Philadel-
phia Inquirer,
When I said this to a friend the other
day I caught a doubtful twinkle IN her
eye as she answered: I'd need pretty
strong proof of that. Where's yours,
Dorothy?'
In my holiday mall said I.
You see that stack of letters I've just
answered ? Well. there's the test. You
won't find in one of those letters a single
tinge of personal s~elfshness. I'm used to
a newspaper correspondence in which the
fret nor-on sir mr. - eto17c mt IN hold
relief through every sentence. But that's
all stopped since the holiday spirit set
tied down among us.
why in the last few weeks my query
column has gone to smash. It's simply
the first distant foot Of a Christmas horn
women have forgotten all about their
facial and physical needs. Frantic calls
for hair tones. lotions, cold creams and
massage movements nave merged into
q grand eIamor for Xmas Hints.
sWhat shall I give her?'
what shall I give him?'
Can you suggest something for such
and-such 2 personf'
"A complete change from the dominant
query: HOY can I make myself beauti-
ful?' to How can I make some enc
happy?'
Dear. dsarH' my friend, eye
ing the bewiidering deskful of mail dis
mally.
That's the way those letters run. is it?
And 0 answer them all?"
According TO my lights. Nearly every
one begs for a private answer, too It's
against the rules Of the query column to
send private answers on such subjects, bus
Christmas breaks rules as well as pocket
books.
The fact is. the writer's are so afraid
If their answers are printed he or she
will spy taem and the secret viii be out.
that I haven't the heart TO deny sending
what little help / can under cover"
Well unused my friend, misehievous-
1y, those Christmas hints that You keep
on tap. Sure none of them go astray?''
Don't ask me" I groaned. Uneasy
rests the head that is crowned as a news
paper Scion. I'm getting a troItlai-e IN
science insomnia as bad as a criminals.
IN the dead hours of the night tor
menting thoughts pursue me as to whether
the reams OF Christmas notions I've mall
ed during the day VIII prove insists.
Gloomy pictures of disappointed maid
ems and disdainful youths haunt ME like
Nightmares.
Thoughts of the Sadies and Toms and
Ediths and Harrys who have pleaded for
my advice land perhaps taken it, in their
holiday shopping fill my soul with terror.
Il conjure up visions of Christmas
morning among the objects of that advice.
Maybe, after all, I think. / had better
have let Jack follow out his own uncon-
ventional desires and sent a certain girl
the trinket he had in mind. What will.
that girl care for the proprieties when she
receives a florists box instead of a jew
eler's?
Then the pathetic pleas for help from
women whose hearts-bless them-are in a
hutter over Christmas plans for I'M
grateful specimens OF mankind.
"And the young people who are hunt
people who are growing young again
Of secrets"
friend, that it's a test of unseIishness1
among the women?'
Its thrown vanity in the background
what more would You have?'
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HIS The season Oh the year When Oodl-
dom most doth florish. Any old doll baby
will do to cherish the rest of the year. but
at glorious Christmastide the youthful
maternal breast feels that it simply must
have a new baby, a nice. fresh, clean one
that viii not be a disgrace when com
pany is present. But thee are many dolls
outside the conventional baby doll. The
up-to-date toy seller sets forth a veritabie
congress of nations and classes. Every
amusement is represented and every in
dustry.
One loves the rag doll best. She is soft
and yielding of disposition. and has no
nose to get in the way when one kisses
her. And this is true of the rest of her
elockwork. You simply can't press her
to your heart hard enough to hurt either
her or yourself. Cynics say she lacks
expression-a fig for their chill criticismsi
She is a doll to love! We admit she can't
Ego asleep but then she can't cry, which
more than make up. You may have
her in a becoming little bonnet-other
clothes, Of course-for $3.50. The comic
rag doll In the pink slip (the Indecent
creature hasn't a stitch Of sndercloth-
ing) really doesn't count, although there's
a dollar twenty-five to pay for her.
There's a comic colored man In q red
coat, yellow waist coat and blue and
white striped breaches. He viii make