The Savannah morning news., 1902-07-20

Especially when the woman makes
his life burden by her effusiyeness:
so Few women know how to thank a
man nicely. anyway" reflected the 9TH
er girl.
Yes. 1 have noticed that one little
phrase and the right kind of glance to
go with it are quite enough to reward
man for such things
Particularly the glance" smiled her
friend teasingly. You are certainly a
mistress of the gentle art of eye teleg-
raphy. vulgarly known as -gooism,'
my dear Nell"
Nell's expressive orbs twinkled.
But what is the use of employing a
stupid servant like human speech when
you have much subtler more intelli-
gent and accurate one, the language of
the human eye? 1t conveys in short
hand whole volume of emotions-and
gratitude is an emotion that loses its
best value when translated by the
tongue"
But if you don't say anything at all,
stand"
"Oh, of course, you must say little
"a very little, however-and the man
will be so much more comfortable than
II you overwhelmed him with deluge
OF vociferous and voluable gratitude.
and then, too, you can make your eye
message so sweet and grateful, and
yet leave just a little meaning, ambig-
uous enough to be interpreted in sew
eral ways. 1t gives him enough pleas
ure to try for the rest of the day to
unravel the hidden meaning, with it's
touch of f1attery, to be reward in it
self"
That is all very well for pretty
girl like you-men are quite likely to
think a glance of any kind from eyes
like yours a reward in ITSELF" sighed
the other girl. But they need more
currency in proportion as it's value de-
creases, from palmer women. 1t takes
ten words or looks of sweetness from
homely girl to make one of your in
paying power"
''Nonsense!" retorted "Nell' brusque-
ly-she had a lot of sense for pretty
girl-"a man appreciates "a pleasant
look from any woman. if it is intended
to convey a pleasant thought. 1t isn't
the messenger he is looking at so much
as the message. Men look deeper
than you think"
Nevertheless" said the plain girl
plaintively, Il am still convinced that
there are plenty of men who like bet
ter to receive a sweet message from a
pretty servant than from an ugly
tramp"
And she put down her empty glass
with the decisive thump of one who
knew from sad experience whereof she
spoke.
The fiat chested, or worse yet, hol-
low chested, girl, says the New York
Evening Post, ought to be ashamed of
breathe properly. To straighten her
self is her first duty to her health and
to society. And it is the simplest
thing in the world as we'll as one of
the most important to fill out the hol-
lows in sunken chest and to develop
the lungs, and thus do. away with most
of the coughs and colds that saps SO
much of the strength of many women,
even at this time of year.
To transform hollow chest:
Stand in a doorway, placing the fat
tened palms of your hands on the
castings just at the hight of your
shoulders. Then, without removing
your hands, walk through the door.
Do this forty times night and morning.
You will be amazed to see how your
chest will rise. You'll look like d
grand opera singer in a few months.
Any exercise that sends the shoulders
back and brings the chest muscles in
to play is helpful and good. When
you begin treatment measure yourSelT
just under the arms. In six weeks
time measure again. You'll have a
surprise party.
There are some women who wouldn't
be happy If they We're not taking pat
ent medicines all the time, according
to the New Orleans Times Democrat,
there is a, woman in that city who is
afraid she has every disease in the
advertisement columns, but who is as
sound as a dollar fresh from the mint,
took her temperature the other day
and then gave shrek. Send for
a doctor at once!" she cried. She lives
in a boarding house, and there was the
usual furry and commotion-who
doesn't relish an excitement?
The medico came and began to talk
polite and ask after her husband. AT
tend to me, doctor. I'm a very sick
woman. I have fever-104 degrees
she shrieked.
you don't look like it," said the
DOCTOR in that easy manner most of
them get diplomas for But she wall
ed and began to talk woozy about the
little grave in the grove, and gave
few choice hints about white roses
being her favorites, and begged her
husband, who was down at the Office