Los Angeles herald., 1907-05-19

for cheerful effects. Purple pansies and
pink hyacinths bloom amicably in the
same box, and If their colors swear they
do 1t so softly that no one hears. Some
of the clubs are perfectly abandoned in
their flower beds and window boxes and
have such a varied assortment of
shades and colors that the women shiv-
er as they go by and long to have
hand in the Encouragement of these
flowers. Taken as whole, though, the
summer decorations are so charming
that one almost wishes there could be
storm proof ones for winter. Think of
nice wooden tulips outside every win
dow, painted in gay yellows and reds!
In March and February they would be
almost worshiped. Why. 1t would be a
delightful way of identifying the city
and so cheap as to make the suggested
parlSways and boulevards blush for very
opulence.
Mixed Bouquets Are o X
Girls, get up to date. You're all
wrong about mixed bouquet being
poor taste. It's the very latest thing
in New York, which town claims to
know a thing or two about posies.
When you receive a mixed bouquet
make up your mind at once that the
donor knows thing or two. The other
afternoon a woman who is stopping
at the Waldorf dropped into a Fifth
avenue florists for one rose and the
clerk insisted on her having one hya-
cinth with it. He explained that now
they are mixing all sorts of flowers to-
gether. Lilies of the valley hobnob
with daffodils, and from the center of
bunch of daybreak carnations towers
one red meteor rose. Pink roses are
surrounded with a border of forget-me-
nots in the regular old-fashioned gar
den bouquet style, and sometimes mig
nonette and hyacinths are all jumbled
together in one bunch. May baskets
are coming into vogue again.
Who Was He?
They were from Pittsburg, and when
they alighted from an electric bus in
front of st. Patrick's cathedral in Fifth
avenue, last Sunday morning, they ap-
peared like a bride and bridegroom.
When he removed his shining silk hat
in the great vestibule of the church he
whispered something about the church
falling in on EN-" etc. 1t was high
mass and they were late, and SO natur-
ally they were the cynosure of all eyes
as they were ushered to seat in the
center aisle near the main altar. In the
midst of the services a nabob scrutin-
lied the assemblage of worshipers and
his eyes rested upon the distinguished
face of the Pittsburger. He tiptoed to
the man from the steel town and then
a quick. whispered conversation en-
sued. The Pittsburger seemed to be
pleading, the nabob was insistent. The
visitor then went to the altar rail, got
the basket and began to pass it for the
collection. When he reached
biS y1yifa tho COLLECTOR Dl1Sha6 tba ha slot
directly under her nose. She dropped in
half a dollar. He looked at the coin
for a moment and then pushed the
basket toward her again. She was en-
barrassed and ruffled, but there was
that basket, and what was she to do?
She quickly opened her reticule and,
snatching a greenback, threw it into
the collection. When the husband re-
sumed his seat he whispered to her:
who says there are only twenty-six
good men in Pittsburg?" He was a
stranger in town and everybody in the
church wondered who he was.
The Beggar Rides
An old beggar who works a Fourth
avenue corner uptown approaches a
passerby, extends a hand holding three
pennies and in a beseeching tone begs
for enough pennies to fill out a nickel
so that he may be able to ride to Brook
lyn bridge. A well dressed man came
along the other day and the old man