The Savannah morning news., 1901-12-29
SAVANNAH MORNING News: SUNDAY DECEMBER 90 1901.

a week and DICK Wouldn't know.
1.-THE other night" the sewer smiled
reminiscently as she put aside her
work, I'VE were in at the Leighton's
fiat. You know we play whist, there
once a week. / went down early, and
was in Mrs. LIS room whilst she
dressed. On her dressing table was
some rosaline and 'theater de rouge.
1 said Look here, Mrs. L., make me
! up
Any way. l mean make me up eX-
travagantly; just as overdone and
common as you can, and let's see if
| Dick will notice.
"She got out some liquid white stuff:
then, on top of this piled rouge, in
| two violent spots. on my cheeks, high
under the eyes, like the stage beauties
do. I blackened my eyes and frizzled
my hair. Altogether l looked like the
| kind that never see sleep until day
light. Mrs. L. laughed as she gave
some finishing touches.
Will he carer she asked.
=" Care! l Just hope he will, for
once
I'VE Joined the whist players. The
! game went on through two rounds and
a rubber. Mrs. Leighton could scarcely
| play, she was so filled with laughter,
and forgot a suit every time she looked
at me. Dick, dear old poky, slow, Dick,
| dealt the cards the fourth time when
he happened to look over his glasses
at me.
why, Elizabeth said he. seems to.
me you are looking unusually well to-
night
Il played in silence. After another
count, again he gazed over his glasses
with: Haven't you a different waist
or something on? 1t surely becomes
you remarkably
by this time could scarcely see the
cards. The game went on he counted.
Then, in a burst of pompous good HUI
NOR, he rubbed his hands.
"I declare, Leighton, don't you
think I've got young-looking wife +?
Honestly, my dear, have never seen
you look as well as you do this even
ing
Look! I threw down the cards
Look 1 cried. I look like hideous
painted-faced old harodenl That's
what 1 look likei OH I buried my face
in my hands and flew to the bedroom
Mrs. l.. found me there in tears. Poor
Dick!"
Marriage is truly a lottery to the
Chinese girl, for she knows not what
she is getting until she is actually mar
ried," writes Sui Sin Far, in the Ladies'
Home Journal for January. Sometimes
it is kind, good husband, an amiable
mother-in-law and much comfort;
sometimes 1t is a tyrant, a mother-in-
law who is eternally scolding, and a life
that is WEAKNESS to both flesh and
spirit. The ceremonies of betrothal and
marriage cause much trouble and anx-
iety. The young mans family begin
| the negotiations. They engage a go
between to call on the girls family
and tender proposal of marriage. If
the young man is considered eligible by
the girls parents they consult a
fortune teller who decides whether the
betrothal would be proper. If his de-
cision is favorable the go-between is
given a card on which is marked the
hour, day, month and year when the
girl was born. This is delivered to the
young mans family, who in their turn
/ consult a fortune-teller. If he also pro-
nounces favorably festival is held by
both families, the betrothal contract is
signed and the bridegroom makes a
present to the bride of a pair of brace
let's, but neither he nor she is present.
The betrothal, however, is not consid-
cred binding until a pasteboard card
| has been interchanged by the families.
| The bridegroom's family provide two of
| these cards. one having a gilt dragon
on its face, the other a gilt phoenix.
| The phoenix card is retained by the
young mans family as evidence of his
engagement, while the dragon card is
kept by the girls family. The be-
trothal is then complete"
At the hight of the busy holiday sea-
son, only a few days before Christmas
some years ago, a large man stopped
at counter in one of the big stores in
Boston to make a purchase, says the
Ladies' Home Journal. AS he stood
| ~. IT. l. lf,,r,
| hurrying crowd, above which he tow
cred head and shoulders, a poorly
dressed little girl came wandering by,
crying bitterly. Turning quickly, the
tall man stopped down and asked her
what the trouble was.
1--WE lost my mamma, and l can't
find her." she sobbed out.
Without moments hesitation he
gently picked her up, and raising her
| carefully to his shoulder, said Now,
l am a very big man. You sit on my
shoulder and you can see everybody in
the room. In a few minutes you will
either see your mamma, or she will see
YOU"
Sure enough, in a short time the lit
tie one joyfully called, There's my
mammal" and at the same moment a
small, shabby woman came hurriedly
pushing through the crowd toward
them.
"Oh, I thought I'd lost her." she said
| as she came up. 1--WE hunted every
where and couldn't find her."
She reached up her arms and took
the child, and with a kindly smile Phil
lips Brooks picked up his parcel and
walked away.
It isn't always necessary to be mar
ried, says the Minneapolis Journal in
order to enjoy the ridiculous discom-
forts of a wedding journey. That fact
has been discovered by writers of fic-
ton before this; but it was borne In
upon a young lady whose home is In
the Midway district recently in way
that she will not soon forget. The
whole affair was practical Joke, but
in the end the jokers found they had
builded better than they knew. That
however, is anticipating the story.
The young lady in question went
down to Chicago some months ago to
visit relatives. While there she met q
number of young persons and, as she
Is something of a practical joker, she
hadn't been there long before several
OF them were Just aching for a chance
to get even"
Finally their opportunity came. A
day was set for the visitors departure
and the crowd went down to the sta
ton to see her off. Just outside the
TORPID LIVER.