The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-08-17

aDle Tor women to knit their own
patnlhg STOCKS. She possesses several
pairs OF beautiful bathing stockings of
uarK plue and black which she has
emitted herself and has adorned with
| various colored clocks. These stock
ings are made of the finest silk and
I consequently do not hinder her as
would wooden ones in swimming. Some
women are wearing when bathing
knitted silk scarfs, knitted in the same
way as the stockings, in large SQUARES.
Knitting is again all the rage and ali
up-to-date women are engaged in
making either stockings or golf waist
coats.
1t was in the surf. says Clara Belle
IN the Cincinanti Enquirer. He had
kissed her when that big wave went
over both of them. 1t wouldn't have
gone over them, either, if he hadn't
told her to hold to the lifeline. When
the big wave came it submerged the
lifeline and them, and then 1t was he
Kissed her. She couldn't scream, be-
| ing under water, but she tried and
swallowed a mouthful of brine. When
the wave passed she hollered, but no
| one besides Fred knew why. She
| faced him furiously.
Fred Stockington," she said, you
are no gentleman, and I hate you, and
L shall never speak to you again!"
Then she let go of the lifeline and
started in He started after her. not
daring to touch her. The next wave
boosted them roughly. She lost her
roofing and was pulled back at a pref
ty slide. He caught her.
Release mel" she cried, cor I shall
call the bathing master.
She got to her feet again. but was
too dignif1ed to hurry. The next wave
curled over them. She cast her arms
about him.
ooh, save mel Save met" she Shrek
ed, as the cream and splutter of the
breaker dashed them up the beach.
DO you forgive me?" he demanded.
when their heads bobbed up, but he
hung on.
oh. yes! Save mel" she answered,
and down they went again.
The next time it was their heels
bobbed up, but he dug his fists into
the sand now skating from them. The
cream and splutter receded, but her
eyes were shut as he dragged her up
the sand.
DO you love me?" he shouted into
her deafened ear.
Poor girl! She thought herself still
| under water
Yes! Yes!" she gasped. "Save mel"
You are saved!" he cried, land l
did it,"
And what do you suppose? That un-
grateful girl got up. marched to her
bathhouse and hasn't spoken to him
since!
A new plan for retaining the charm
of youth has been evolved 1t requires
continual dieting. Eat uncooked ap-
pies constantly. although of course in
moderation, and drink distilled water
only, and. according to the new theory
years will be added to your life and the
evidences of age will be long in COM
ing.
Professor Bluefern is the sponsor of
the new theory. and his argument is
based on the superstition that as age
advances the deposits of mineral water
In the system increases. and, that
that aging is only little more gradual
process of Justification.
:
1t has become the custom for wo-
men, says the New York Tribune, who
give frequent bridge" parties to lay
in a store of prizes before they leave
town for their country places, and in
such cases 1T would be well for the
prospective donors to examine their
stock carefully before bestowing them
upon their guests. This is not gener-
ally done. as when the gifts come from
we'll known place they look better if
wrapped and packed in their boxes by
the firm from whom they are bought,
and whose name on the boxes is a
guarantee for worth as we'll as cost, so
for that reason they are rarely dis
turbed. Besides, 1t shows that they
are, perfectly new and bought for the
purpose; not old prizes which the host
ess has won and put up again." was
remarked. All of which goes to ex-
plain how a curious incident occurred
at a well known summer resort re-
Gently. One of the social leaders of the
place gave large bridge" party, and
the prizes in their white cardboard
boxes were put On a table unopened.
After the games were over the WIN
ners received their trophies, and with
the usual little ordinations of pleas
ure and excitement, proceeded to open
what they felt sure would prove excep-
tionally beautiful gifts. Alas and
alack, however, each box as it was OPP
ened, proved full of paper. tightly
packed curled paper, and-nothing else.
Every present had been distracted, al
though the boxes had apparently not
been touched. OF course, there was
nothing to do about it; the guests were
obliged to go home without their prizes
and although every effort was made to
trace the matter, no clue could be dis
covered The articles had been pur-
chased months before, and the jewell
lers declared they had been safely de-
livered by their carrier, who was in the
habit of handling thousands of dollars
worth of goods. At the house they had
been delivered to Mrs. Ms own
maid, who had been with her for years
and was absolutely trustworthy, and
the latter had packed them, and later
on unpacked them at Mrs. Ms
country house. This was all that could
be learned about them.
The Fresh Air Child had arrived
early that morning, says the New York
Times. and the Motherly Woman had
exerted energy to making the waif
happy. Together they had visited the
chickens, the cows, and the horses.
They had picked daisies in the meadow
and berries in the garden.
Yet the Child gave no especial evil
dence of delight at the escape from
CITY payements, hot and odorous, to
the fresh, sweet country, dazzling In
its natural beauty
The chickens and cows and horses
aroused no enthusiasm.
The daisies were dropped neglected
en- the steps.
The berries were silently devoured.
For a time the hammock amused and
the clear. sparkling brook at the foot
Of the hill fascinated, but the dog had
growled when the Child tried to make
him do a cakewalk and the cat had
clawingly objected when held by the
tail.