The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1899-02-24
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WOMAN'S WORLD.

domestic economy? Haven't | learned
it after a dearly bought experience? Well
/ should say so. And what do l know?
asks Dorothy Maddox. in the Philadelphia
.sPress-'
THAT to vary the food of ones family
and yet keep down the bills is a contract
the brainiest woman might shrink from
accepting.
THAT delectable dishes are easy TO md,
but not the dollars to pay for them.
THAT the housekeeper furnished with
a sensible weekly fund for table supplies
has had the cuisine problem practically
solved for her.
That economy in the pantry cannot De
considered unit the mistress of it Is will
ing to give personal supervision to each
article that comes into it.
THAT a home maker must buy her
own meats and vegetables.
THAT to do this she should know what
cuts of meat to take and what to reject.
THAT 1t is economy to buy good groce-
ries and decent meats.
THAT three meals a day. appetizing ana
well served, will give a householo d sehse
of comfort to be gotten in no other way.
..That the kitchen bills of fare must be
as nicely ordered as those brought %
the family table.
..Tha contentment below stairs brings
contentment to the entire household.
He is such an enigmai The woman VINO
wants to be fair in his eyes struggles WIN
the dress question until she thinks she mas
gotten into thesvery things The" will most
admire. and then she waits for admira-
tioE.
II is slow in coming because she has
really gowned herself to please a woman
and not a man. And all the time she IS
as innocent of her blunder as a SIX
months infant.
One day when she thinks she is looking
her best the mistaken one has her eyes
opened. She is correctly gowned. Inc
women all think so. How can she ten
Intuitively one woman knows when an
other woman approves of her
But the provoking masculine. the incest
man the correctly gowned woman knows
meets with a iamsel whom any rigf.-
minded individual would at one glance
pronounce "mussy" looking.
IF Is not an expressive word used in this
sense. but we women know just what IL
means. What a bitter pill for the rlgor-
ously costumed young woman to swalto"
The man of men gazes with heartfelt IN
terest upon the 'mussy" sister. she l.
the type with much-be-frowzled pompa-
dour. There is a hat of many plumes
She might be called the lady of the feath-
ers.
There is a great. deal OF. fox fur about
the slender throat. and the Jacket beneath
1t is anything but smart.
The lady of the feathers has a certain
richness of eoloring. Her cheeks glow
her ewes sparkle. her lips are red. She
has youth, heavenly youth, and not G
scrap of style.
The man never makes so much as {
He simply looks this gay
creature over, and out of one corner o.
her eye the correctly gowned companioz
can see he admires her.
How does she know? How do we know
anythings Sin this measly old world? W.
feel certain emotions to be as true as the
sun shines.
And then the correct woman, a syn
onym of style. says never a word to le
her escort suspect she had discovered
him, but when she reaches home sh'
marches straight to her mirror, looks her
self over from crown to shoe tip, and viii
a sheer soliloquizes+
"You thought that turban very smart
your tailor gown smarter and smartest o
all the little dress details that went will
them. And he? Why. If he had given t.
you but one glance such as he gave tina
other girl you would have thought your
self in Paradise. And he will never, neve
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loving thing. Why should he? He is
man."
They are sharp. Sharper than n two
edged sword. Roses by the hundreds a
three dollars apiece for the social function
of society's queen and but a few block
away hungry waits, heartsick mothers
desperate fathers.
Bread is what they need. The price o
one beautiful rose would give them a glo
rious meal. My life ds daily harassed b
the cry for help that comes to me. A gen
tlewoman called on me the other morn
ing. She was wan-eyed, hollow-eheekee
Her delicately veined hands trembled. ne
slender form seemed to fairly palpitate a
she in heartbroKen tones told her pitifr
story. I looked at her in her rusty blac
gown, a gentle lady despite it. Then ! re
called the robe tina but an hour befor
had been shown me by a friend, a mist
marvel that might have been woven b
fairy fingers.
Its Paris mark said five hundred do
lars. 1 recalled the dainty luncheon tina
was being served this delicately nurture
flower amongst women at that very me
ment, and then my eyes travelled back
the sad-faced, thinly-clad, hungry-lookin
soul before me. And I found, racin
through my mind one thought distint
from all others. Roses at three dollars
rose and hundreds of them" so said til
morning papers, hundreds of them used &
the ball.
The horror of it all. Such a delicat
margin divides poverty and prosperit,
despair and delight, tears and smiles. Ar
we are creatures of circumstances. "
come into the world without voiition
our own and we must live our lives he
as kind or unkInd fate orders.
And if fate has been kind how dare '
wear the frown of discomfort that is SEE
on the brows of women dressed in purp
and fine linen? How dare we harbor oil
content because our neighbor has Oh
more gewgaw thar we can afford?
We with comfortable homes and even
modest amount of happiness should thai
80 oonb dax, ma live that II is as We