Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-05-24
OF INTEREST TO WOMEN

engaged In an ascent found that his bal
loon had sustained damages. and descended
| in the Island of Oeland. The balloon came
| down in the park of a country house occu-
pied by a large employer of labor, who was
then celebrating the silver jubilee of his
wedding. The unforeseen guest was well
comed and between him and the eldest
daughter of his host there sprang up such
a near approach to love at first sight that
when the aeronaut left the pair were al
| ready engaged.-Exchange.
Until year or two ago the English girl
was a thing of beauty. But what is she
now? Just a hockey girl-nothing more nor
| less. 1t would be a libel on manhood to
call her masculine. for she is simply par
ody on the sex she tries to ape. Her walk
is the walk of the clodhopper. With Shout
ders rounded, arms swinging and toes
turned in, she ambles awkwardly along I'M
til every woman with spark of refinement
bushes for her sex and mourns the glories
Of old-time graces.-Madame.
But to return to the unjust denunciation
of our fashionable bridge players as
besotted gamblers than their predecessors
In other reigns, let me glance into Pepys
Diary. Here is an entry under date Febru-
airy IA, 1667-S:
II was told tonight that my Lady Cas-
| tlemaine is so great gamester as to have
| won f15,OOO In one night, and lost f25,O00 in
announcer night at play ana mas played
and Fl, 500 at cast"
| Another of Charles lis favorites the niece
| of Cardinal Mazarin, won at basset of Nell
Gwynn 91,5OO In one night and about
9S,O0O from the Duchess of Portsmouth, in
doing which she exerted her utmost cum
ming, and had the greatest satisfaction, be-
cause they were her rivals in royal favor
Pepys, however, seemed much more scan
dahZed by the dissertation of the Sabbath
than by the recklessness Of the play
In the reign of 1.-The good Queen Anne of
pfous memory it was quite common thing
for ladies of fashion who had gambled
away their incomes to open places to help
those who had feeced them to fleece others.
Peeresses insisted that they were above
| the law, and that the keeping of such
one of the special privileges of their ranki
| Indeed, this privilege was claimed and al
lowed to peeresses until the year 1744, when
Lady Mordington, who kept a hell in
Covent Garden. defed the grand jury to
suppress 1t. The house of lords, however
as find from the "Gentleman's Maya zine
of 1744. declared that no person was en-
titled to privilege of peerage against any
prosecution for such an offense.-T. P.'s
Weekly.
At present there is positive craze for
high girdle effects. and there is simply no
end to their variety. Something very new
In a Dresden ribbon high girdle Is finished
at the back with loop and two long sash
ends. The ribbons plated near the
waistline, to give a narrow effect and
broaden out they extend over the skirt.
The ribbon which forms the gtrdle is
made over foundation which laces in
front. A buckle Is placed both in front
and at the back. A sash girdle of
| this sort adds much to the effect of a sum
mer gown of null or swiss, and to give
touch more of the Dresden ribbon the bod
Ice of the gown may have a yoke of this
fower-scattercd ribbon. A faint blue rib
bon scattered with pale pink carnations
would look very lovely worn with a gown
| of white.-Woman's Home Companion
Paris correspondent writes of curious
Incident showing the turns of fortunes
wheel that occurred In the Rue de Rivoli
the other day. a tall lady, quietly dressed
in black, was about to cross the street
when she was imperiously waved back by
the gendarme who stopped the traffic there
at Its height to let a carriage pass down
toward the Champs Elysees. The lady in
the carriage was the wife of the minister
of marine; the woman of no Importance
standing on the curb was the former Queen
Sophie of the two Sicilies.-Exchange.
The three-year-old son of the extensively
dressed and patchouli-scented woman oc-
cuped the seat next to his mother in the
elevated car with his chubby legs and
muddy boots and looked out of the window.
The t1red-looking woman who had Just
entered eyed the seat wistfully "Perhans
you wouldn't mind letting your little bow
sit on your lap and allowing me to sit
down." she said to the mother
The answer was a stony stare and the
smile faded from the tired-looking woman's
face. She sighed and reached out for a
strap.
At the next station a bustling, breez-
girl came into the car. and as her quick
eye caught the seat where the child was
kneeling she made directly for It.
Here. my sonlet," she said lifting the
boy down, you're four sizes too small for
that seat. 1 think it would just fit me.
Want to sit In my lap?''
She dropped into the seat and was about
t1ar
posed
Pardon me-" she said, stiffiy, Il pre-
fer not to have strangers hold him.
Dear me!'' said the girl with sarcastic
emphasis. Then she caught sight of the
tired-looking woman. Take my seat-do.
please" she said with a pleasant smile.
Really, I'd as soon stand"
Il couldn't think of it, said the tired
looking woman, but the breezy girl rose
and forced her gently into the seat
1T isn't that I'm self.denyfng." said the
breezy girl with a delicate expulsion of
her breath. Some kinds of strong per-
fumes make me feel faint that's ALL
And the tired-looking woman shifted and
smiled appreciatively while the richly gown
ed mother sat bolt upright and looked as
disdainful as she possibly could under the
circumstances.-Chica News
Summing the baby is one of the popular
things in baby culture. Many houses have
adjustable sun parlors. They are made of
some kind of hardwood and built by the
carpenter to extend beyond the window.
The top and sides of the little platform
are covered with glass and strips of car
pet are laid on the floor to stop up any
cracks there may be. No matter how
fiercely the winds may blow or how low
the thermometer may sink the sun parlor
is always ready for the baby A pillow
Is placed on the carpeted floor then the
baby Is warmly dressed and well covered
for Its morning or afternoon nap-Ex-
change.
According to the latest news from Bel
GUM. the ex-Empress Marie Charlotte,
widow of the late Emperor Macmillan
of Mexico. is lying at the point of death
in the royal castle of Bonchout where
she has been confined for more than
twenty-five years. When her mind gave
way, soon after the execution of her un-
fortunate husband in 1867, she was al
lowed to live for several years at the cas-
tie of Miramar, near Trieste. where she
kept up regular court, under the delu-
sion that she still empress, always
In momentary expectation of her hus-
r.. dol fx, hon tic