The Covington leader. (Covington, Tenn.) 18??-current, 1917-01-11
TALENT OF CARD DESIGNER
is IN CONSTANT DEMAND
Miss Pansy Mclaughlin Exercises
Artistic and Poetic Ability in Her
Work as Card Designer.


Artistic and Poetic Ability in Her
Work as Card Designer.
We clip the following from the
Little Rock (Ark.) Gazette about
young lady who has many relatives
and friends in this county. Says the
Gazette:
Cards. Cards! Cards. From time
immemorial there have been cards.
Playing cards, visiting cards, drawing
cards, racing cards and postal cards,
but Christmas cards have evoked
most attention recently.
How are these tokens of Yuletide
sentiment made? Has it occurred to
you as query worth considering? No
one knows better, perhaps, than Miss
Pansy Mclaughlin, who is home to
spend that season about which she
paints such artistic pictures, with
original verses accompanying, on
cards of various shapes, designs and
colors.
At the home of her parents, Mr.. and
Mrs. R. w. Mclaughlin, 1906 Ringo
street, Miss Mclaughlin is spending
very busy holiday season. Now that
all the Christmas and New Year
greetings have gone on their way re-
joicing, the publishers are clamor-
ing for other cards significant of the
holidays throughout the coming
months - Washington's Birthday,
Easter, Mothers Day, Saint Patrick's
Day, Thanksgiving Day and Every
body's Birthday-and the countless
other days that are observed over
the land.
Uutil the war Miss Mclaughlin
centered all her time and labors on de-
signs for Raphael Tuck, London, AS
their plates were submitted for repro
duction in Germany the turbulent con-
ditions abroad put a stop to business
intercourse between the artists in this
country and the old, and Miss Nc
Laughlin began doing exclusive work
for Marshall Field, Chicago, and P. F.
Volland Company, Chicago, an exclu-
sive publishing house.
When the text on cards speaks in
such shivery terms of snow and ice
and the nippy weather, the artist is
bending over sweltering table, with
a dropping collar and wilted express
sion, struggling vainly for the torrid
thoughts to transport themselves as
words of greeting on Christmas cards
and folders. Imagine composing
"While by your cheerful fire you sit
On Christmas day-just loving it,
I'll interrupt you for bit
To wish you
Merry Christmas"
when in reality one is hopping hero
ically to keep from exuding a lot of
holiday rhyme in workaday beads Of
perspiration.
Thanksgiving season shares with
Christmas in the output Of artistic
and original fancies for the many
cards we see at the stationers'. On an
attractive postal with a wistful old
gobbler perched high on limb gaz-
ing over his wattles at small boy
armed with dreadful-looking fowling
piece Of Colonial days, we find this
sentiment;
when Thanksgiving time comes
round
It concerns bird like me
To quit roosting near the ground
and find quarters in tree"
Still another shows two tiny chaps,
a boy and girl, looking in admiration
at big yellow pumpkin, while two
turkeys stand close by. Here's the
accompanying verse;
"It's a real Thanksgivin' pumpkin!
See the color and the size
Seems like it's a-lookin' at us
Just layin' there a-sayin'
Pies!"
All Of these n bright colors appro-
pirate to the season.
Try as we may, we can not forget
the birthdays! Those reminders Of
the encroaching devastations of Old
Father Time. But if we should gaze
on the quaintness Of design and clev-
erness of lines that are conceived by
Miss Mclaughlin for the natal day,
half the horror of age would take
fight. How is this for a gloom
chaser?
Birthdays have kind O. kink
Of making people stop and think
Erbout their pasts an futures, too,
Don't let SIGH nonsense bother you
On your birthday! Jest you be gay
Cause 4bless you-that's the onlyway
To celebrate a birthday"
S Patrick's Day comes in for
politics. of the card exchange, but the
artists head spends many weary
hour in the palm Of her hand, musing,
thinking, studying, because our broth
ers from the Emerald Isle are a wee
bit sensitive, and dote rather on the
faith and fun of things than the facts.
And isn't it more to the liking that
mention is made of the heart Of her
than to the hod of him? Why, sure.
A Mothers Day card has a green
grass basket at the left side, overflow
ing with pink roses. and lilacs, all on
a white background. An interesting
bit of thought is used in conjunction:
For all the good and perfect gifts
Our Father sends,
My heart in gratitude uplifts,
For health for friends,
For one who more than any other
Taught me the way
To live and love-my we'll
Beloved Mother
This is your day."
But not only does Miss Mclaughlin
confine her talent to cards! Envelopes
used by department stores as contain
ers for small articles, such as are pur-
ak..c..l g.. IL. 1850.