1. 1890.
ROSA. _MvsncA.
M . she m.
' DEW. . snow; - ,
Speak gently, the can hear
Thendaisles grow.
ail her bright golden hair
- - Tarnished with’rusf, .. .
:She'tha't was young and fall'-
Fallen to'dust. .
‘3 Lily like. white as know,
She hardly shew
arewu'awom so
Sweetiy she grew. ,
Conn board, heavy stone
Lie on-h'er breast;
KI vex my heart alone.
She is at rest.
Peace, peace, she cannot hear
Lyre or sonnet;
All my life buried here.
Heap earth upon’ it.
—-Oscar Wilde.
LITTLE MISS MUFFET.
You think him a coward, said the old doc-
tm', but how can you. be sure-that baa-is anal
Courage shows itself unexpectedly in many
different ways and places; I have seen men
who had been heave soldiers turn pale when,
they at in a dentist‘s chair, and I have seen
women who would scream at the sight of a
mouse bear without a groan the pain of a
terrible surgical operation.
The other day, in an old station on the New
Jersey coast, 1 saw a queerly shaped boat
which reminded me of something that hap-
pened to me once.
Some years ago I toot: passage in a large
emigrant ship, the Ayrshire, for this coun-
try. I had been at the University of Edin:
burgh, and was impatient to reach home.
There were on board over three hundred em-
igrant passengers in the steerage, and sixty-
seven passengers in the cabin.
One of the cabin passengers was an in-
valid, a very small, delicate ' young girl of
twenty years, attended by her mother and
nurse. She was not a. patient sufferer. .Her
medicine was always too sweet or too sour:
their pillows were too hard or too soft, and at
theseund of the wind or a peal of thunder
she would tremble and cry like a child from
fear.
There were two young men in the cabin be-
sides myself, and I am afraid that they found
agwddeal of amusement in provoking her
terrors by telling horrible stories of corpse
iightson the rigging, or of sharks and devil
fish and other sea monsters, or the sailors'
yarn of the great shadow of a fish which fol-
lows a ship on which is a human being ap-
pointed soon to die. She used to stand by
the (hour at the stern of the ship looking
downdnto the cool, green depths to see if the
shadow pursued her.
[Her nervous system was shaken by long
sulfering, and I sympathized with her; but
the other men voted her a nuisance. They
romancing and full of health and fun, and
W it a hardship that the cabin should
figmthey said, turned into a hospital ward,
with bottles and pillows.
One of them, Frank Lowe, had served in
the French army in Algiers, out of sheer love
of «excitement and adventure; the other, Ber-
nard Knott, had been a volunteer in the
United States army owing the civil war. So
you see that, uotwithstafling their unfeeling
behavior. toward the invalid girl, they were
mar; cowards.
It was one day near the 'end of the voyage,
and we hoped to see land on the morrow.
Early in the-evening Knott and Lowe and I
ween: down :into the cabin, as the fog was so
busy 61923517 in the darkness we could scarcely
set: one another’s faces on deck. The lamps
were; lighted, and we sat down at the table.
I took up my book: the other men began to
play rfimlm.
Miss Murray, the invalid, was lying on a
sofa, knitting, as usual, at some white fluffy
stufi‘. 'li'iloe young meircalled the poor girl
Miss Mullet to each other because she was so
tiny, and because she was always scared and
eliminating at some fancied object of terror.
Scuba the woodwork at one end of the sa-
loon was a long 'mirror, and draped about it
were. some faded red and gold curtains of
moment. Mrs. Murray, who was a chatty,
cheerful little body, called our attention to 1
the drops of moisture on the glass.
“You cannot see your face in it,” she said. '
“The fog must be very heavy. ”
“Where are wee” asked Lowe. "Did the
captain work up our position this evening?"
“Yes," said Knott. “He figured it out by
the (land reckoning, of course. But I believe
he does not know any more than I do where
were.”
E ran-fined that Kuott had no jokes to make
that; evening, and that he was restless.
Throwing down a book that he had caught
up. he paced up and down the cabin.
There was much shouting and trampling
on deck, but I supposed that the crew were
reeling sail in anticipation of a storm, and
paid little attention to the commotion over-
heal-
My it seemed to me as if every bone
in my body had been wrenched. I found
mysdt on my hands and knees, with the
lloorof the cabin rising like a steep wall be-
fore me. Then I saw a queer thing. The
mirror: broke obliquely from corner to cor-
ner. and through the rent came a torrent of
foul bilge Water. People have described
the wreckage of a vessel'- in a storm at sea as
amaguificent, terrible spectacle, but that is
allthat I saw at the moment of its occurrence
-—tim mirror parting in the middle and the
bilge water pouring into the room.
But that was enough. I knew that the
ship was doomed.
The mate, Sanders, stood in the doorway.
“What is thief” yelled Knott.
“Theship has struck a bar andis going to
pics!” the mate answered. “All hands on
decki"
Elie spoke pretty much ashe might have
blind if he were giving an order to holy
amnedecks; yet I knew that he had a~wife at
henna, and a child whom he had never seen,
buthad hoped to see on the marrow. His
eonlm was habit, you see. '
[don’t know how we got on deck. We men
helped the three women up, of course. That
was habit, too. Good habits tell in atime
film that just as much as they do in an even-
ing: party in a. drawing room on shore.
“like Ayrshire was on the great sandbar
which lies oil? the whole New Jersey coast.
Hundreds of ships used to be wrecked there.
Before the life saving service was established
the Mew Jersey shore was strewn with wreck-
use
The emigrants were swarming on the decks.
A. fearful surf broke over us continually.
The ship was irremovably settled in the
sands, but it was rocked incessantly by the
waves. All around us was the impenetrable
graymss of the fog, through which came the
terrific thunder of the breakers on the shore.
It drowned the shrieks of the women and
even the hoarse shouts of the captain’s trum-
per.
"firmly we are on land,” piped Mrs.'Mur-
nameless beside me. “The ship is fast.”
“(In a bar,” said the mate.
From the moment of her striking there
was mohance of saving the vessel, which
sum rapidly going to pieces. The passengers
“(Renew were huddled on her quarter deck.
Three boats were launched, but before one
of‘tbaua could be manned they were swept
away likefeathers in the storm.
NORWALK
We found afterward that we had gone
upon the ba‘r'ofl' the village offPoint Pleas-
ant. Our guns were heard onshore, and the
crew of men: along shore came at onceto our
rescue, but the fog was so dense that we did
not see. their signal. lights use. with the. wind
blowing toward shore, hear the firing of
thelr'n'iortar. It was after hoursof mortal
agony'an'd suspense that a wild yell ofdeo
light broke from the'ship‘s Crew; they rushed
together, grappling a light cord which “had
fallen as if from the skies acrossthe deck.
It was a'lin’e“ shot from the life saving
men's mortar on shore.
“Gently, ‘men i'~ gently i" shouted the cap-
tain, hoarsely, as he himself caught the cord
and pulled on it.
By means of the line the crew pulled a
rope from the shore to the ship, and this
rope served in turn to draw on board a great
cable. The crew made the cable fast to the
hull of our vessel. and it was pulled taut
from the shore.
At that period of marine history, when a
cable had been stretched from the land to a
wrecked vessel it was generally supposed that
the rescuers had done all they could, and it
remained for the ship's company to find their
way to the shore, if they could, clinging to
i the rope. But now, slung to the cable, than
came out to the vessel that same queer little
boat which I saw the other day at Point
_ Pleasant. It is shaped like an egg, with a
hole in the top through which the passengers
crawl to enter the boat. Over this hole a lid
screws tightly. The car will hold about
fifteen people. When the . passengers are
packed away in it and the lid has been
screwed down, it is drawn. back to land
through the breakers, turning over and over
as it goes.
It, was a fearful trip to make, but it was
the one chance for life to the people on the
ship.
I cannot fitly describe the awful scene on
that wreck; the darkness, the wet, the thun-
der of the sea, the hundreds of men and wo-
men standing there facing death, and fully
realizing the perils that surrounded them.
It was the first time that the life car had
ever been tested by actual service, and even
the captain looked doubtfully at the strange
looking craft that had come out to the ship
along the cable.
“th0 will go in it?" he shouted. “The
women have the first chance. it is not a good
chance, but it is the only one.”
The men among the emigrants began to
push their wives and children toward the
car, but the poor creatures shrieked and
fought against entering it. I did not blame
them. It is bad enough to go down, drowned
in the open waters, but to go down locked up
in that iron coffin—-
"Very well," cried the captain. "There
is no time for choice. If the women will not-
go, the men shall.”
At that, little Miss Mufi’et stepped forward
before them all, actually smiling.
“Come,” she said to the terrified women,
“if I go, you surely will follow me. I am
nothing but a poor little cripplel"
She stepped into the dark box and lay down
in it. Then _the others crowded into it after
her—stout English matrons and pretty Irish
girls, children and babies. When the car was
full its lid was screwed down tight and it was
pulled out into the waves. Upon the ship no
man shouted and no woman cried in the few
minutes that followed. We could see and
hear nothing.
But presently the car- came back—empty.
Then we breathed freely again, for Ive-knew
that the people it had carried had reached the
land safely.
All of the other passengers were taken to
the shore in the same manner. Over 300 lives
were saved by that life car on its first night
of service. Do you wonder that I took off
my hat to it the other day?
Two years after {the shipwreck which i
have told you of, I met Mrs. Murray, and
with her a plump, rosy girl who, she told me,
was her daughter, the one that I had known
on the Ayrshire as an invalid. Now the
girl’s eyes shone and the red blood glowed in
her cheeks.
Miss Murray said that the voyage in the
car had given her new life. But I thought
that the new life had come rather with the
wakening of courage and the spirit of self
sacrifice within her.——Youth‘s Companion.
The Trained Elephants of India.
A traveler writing of some trained ele-
phants which he saw in a seaport town on the
Bay of Bengal, in India," thus describes their
intelligence in Golden Days: Here you see the
trained elephants at work piling up teak tim-
ber in the numerous timber yards that line
the river. Their knowledge and intelligence
are simply wonderful. They are guided by a
native called a mahout, who is perched on
the neck, and who gives all the necessary
orders, assisted by his heel and an iron sharp
pointed goad much like a small pickax. The
elephants thoroughly understand what is re-
quired of them. Think of them piling up
square timber to the height of forty feet,
every stick of which is in line and in its
proper place, each piece weighing from two
to three tons. They carry the timber on their
tasks, holding it in place by their trunk, to
the place of piling.
Mr. Findlay, owner of one of the largest
yards, had his force of elephants put through
their various forms of work, such as piling
up the logs and tumbling them down, as well
as drawing by chain harness and pushing
with their trunks and tusks from three to
five of these logs, end to end, tandem fashion.
These elephants are at times very trouble-
some and dangerous, and great care is taken
to keep strangers at a respectful distance. '
They are immense in size, and cost from 1,800
to 2,500 silver rupees each; that is to say,
from $900 to $1,250 each.
When the bell rings for dinner or quitting
time they quit at once what they are at, and
cannot be induced to go on, but bolt imme-
diately to their quarters for their meal. Woe
to the feeder should any of them be cut short
in their food. They never forget it, and re-
venge themselves at the first opportunity.
They bathe in the river every evening, and
know as well as man when Sunday comes.
On that day they make for the mud pits,
and, like pigs, wallow there all day.
Diflerent Ideas of Modesty.
A London magazine tells how a Moorish
lady of quality expressed her astonishment at
the sight of some photographs of English
ladies, saying they couldn’t be so bold as to
have their pictures taken. Finally she was
shown the photograph of an English woman
in full evening costume. “Wallabi” she ex-
claimed, “you are laughing at me. This is
impossible. No modest woman could allow
any stranger to see a picture of herself with
her bosom thus exposed.” Then she ex-
claimed, in high excitement: “May Allah
curse her and her house and her offspring to
all eternity! Shame on her!” It is evident
that the Moors have missed some of the re-
fining influences of civilization.
\Voman and Tobacco.
Woman—How many of these cigars for a.
dollar?
Dealer—Twelve, ma’am. Shall I do them
“P
Woman—No. I guess they’re not the kind
Charley smokes. I can get‘twenty-five for
the same money on the nextvcornerpand
Charley tells me he is very economical in hit.
smoking.—Harper’s Bazar.
GAZETTE, WEDNESDAY, JANUARY
LEGEND OF THE PIASA.
ONE OF THE STORIES TOLD IN CAL-
HOUN coum'v, iLLS.
The Pl-aaaw Was a Dragon ”and: I.l_ved
oi. handset... 0..th Met lllm 9..
a. Bluff and Killed Him—He w... 36:
in a Rock In a Weather-Signal." * i
In 1673, when, Joliet and .Marquette as-
cended the Illinois river on their return from
the discovery of the Himisippi, they saw on
the right hand eiifl, not far above the Illinois’
mouth, what they were pleased to consider
the picture of a' devil. The good priest tried
afterward to make a drawing of the creature, '
and though his drawing was poor and inex-
act he sent it to France, where it is said to
be preserved among the papers of the colony.
In later days it has been written and talked
about as “the picture on the rock above Al-
ton." It was cut and painted atsoearlya
day that the Indians could give only tradi-
tions about it, and it might have remained
there until this. time, but- in 1846 somezedous
developers of western resources quarried it
away.
This picture, which Father Marquette saw
with startled eyes, considering it a sign of
aboriginal depravity, was called the Piasa
[Pi-a-saw], or Destroyer. Mr. William Me-
Adams, in a recent book, gives a description
of the Piasa, and a representation of it which
dilfers from a picture painted by Mayor Ladd,
of Whitehall, only in two points. He gives
the creature a fish tail and carries its folds
lengthwise around the body, while Mr. Ladd
has wound this snake like appendage three
times around the Piasa’s middle and ended it
with a dragon dart. Mr. Ladd painted his
picture from the description given by ’Squire
Russell, of Bluffdale, who has been nearer the
Piasa than any person now living. ‘
I have been to ’Squire Russell to beg that
he would tell me all he could recall about
that strange inscription, of which so many
untrue things will doubtless be told as time
goes on.
’soumn RussnLL’s STORY or THE ‘PIASA.
“I used to climb the, rocks to look at it
when I was a boy,” he said. “I have been
within sixty feet of it. I once pointed it out
from the deck of a steamer to an English
lady and she looked at it with a field glass.
No wings showed that day, for the weather
was dry. The colors were always affected by
dampness, and stood out distinctly after rain.
Father Marquette evidently saw the Piasa on
a dry day, for he pictured it without wings.
“The picture was cut into the surface of
the rock half an inch or more, and originally
painted with red, black and blue. It had the
head of a. bear, large, disproportioued teeth,
the horns of an elk, the scaly body of a fish,
and a bear’s legs ending with eagle’s claws.
The tail was at least fifty feet long, wound
three times around the body, and ended in a
spear head. The upper horns were painted
red, the lower portion and head black. The
wings were expanded to the right and lef t of
the face, and the Pines. was at least sixteen
feet long. Its head and neck were covered
with a mane, and its body confusedly col-
ored with all three of the colors used.
“In 1820 Capt. Gideon Spencer came up
the Mississippi, and saw the picture on the
rock. He asked the Indians what it was, and
they told him it. was the Storm Bird, or
Thunderer; that it had been placed there by
a warlike tribe long before any emigration to
the great lakes. The Indians would fire of!
their guns at it, and some of them made it
offerings of tobacco, smoked their pipes to it,
and performed such other ceremonies as they
made use of to propitiate bad manitous while
passing by the rock.” '
Tribes Who lingered after the white men
came had this clear legend of the Piasa hand-
ed down through generations. .
A long time ago, when animals of mon-
strous growth still walked the earth, or with
awful bat wings lay upon and darkened the
air, this destroyer lived in caves in the rock
along that river now called the Illinois. His
haunts were full of his victims’ bones. For a
time he was a contented monster and satis-
fied himself with buffalo. It was his custom
to swoop down upon a herd, set his claws in
the finest and fattest beef, carry his selection
oil to his den, and eat it in privacy and com-
fort. But he got a taste of Indian, and from
that time forth his game was man. An arm-
lead of papooses, a plump squaw, or a mus—
cuiar brave became his accustomed meal.
Whole tribes were going down the hopper of
this creature’s jaws. There must have been
a reverse side to this picture, as such a pres-
ent personal Satan could hardly help check-
ing forwardncss in young Indians. Still the
least calculating of savage minds saw that
the Destroyer would soon depopulate the
country unless the country succeeded in der
populating him. _
omen vasoutsnns THE PIASA.
Ontega was at that time the great chief of
a warlike tribe called the Illini. He deter-
mined to rid mankind of the Piasa by hook
or crook, by battle or by strategy. So like a
knight in the days of dragons, he beka
himself to fasting and vision-seeing, and it
was revealed to him from heaven that the
Piasa could be taken of! only by sacrificing
the best man in the tribe. When this was
proclaimed to the tribe they all began to wail
and lament, and resign every honor in favor
of Ontega—he was the best man in the tribe
on the first ballot. Still they did not want
him sacrificed, and earnestly begged he would
invent some other way of overcoming the
Piasa. It may be supposed that the Piasa’s
swooping down and picking 03 another
'brave in the midst of their deliberations
somewhat reconciled them to Ontega’s plan.
He picked out an exposed rocky point, and
directed his people to hide in their wigwams.
Before the Piasa’s next dinner time he had
ambushed his best warriors around the ex-
posed rocky point. The Piasa's horns and
head were seen craning out of, its cliff door.
Ontega mounted the rock, weaponlsss,
dressed in the full costume of a chief, with
the royal feathers bristling from his head.
The Piasa contemplated him with extreme
satisfaction, spread membraned wings, and
sailed to the encounter. Ontega, with folded
arms, chanted his death song, but just as the
Destroyer was drooping like shot from a
shot tower upon him the concealed marks-
men riddled it with arrows. Sharp flints of
all sorts thrust it through, and shafts stuck
quivering out of its carcass. ,
Not even the tip of Ontega’s plume was
bent. He had been preserved by the power
above, for when a man looks with undaunted
eye and patient courage at approaching ca-
lamity heaven itself fights for him.
This was the end of the Piasa. There were
no more free lunches of Indian on the banks
of that fair river. We may imagine the tribe
spreading out the uncouth remains, measur-
ing them and grinning, and quarreling about
who had actually killed the Piasa. Had they
been civilized we might now have a miti-
plicity of volumes proving that every war-
rior who shot an arrow on that occasion was
the sole savior of his tribe. But they were
honest barbarians, and in their hearts and
traditions gave all the credit to Ontega.
To commemorate the event, the image of'
the Piasa was cut in the cliff close to its old
haunts, and painted with colors which out-
lasted nations. Those. early peoplp had not
such a bad idea. of monuments—Mary H.
Catherwood in Chicago Tribune.
\
. justice smiled.
The Thanksgiving Turkey.
- One morning, soon-after court was opened,
a burly ,omce'r walked up into the dock and
deposited a beautiful turkey on the judicial
desk.’ “This boy, whose name has just been
called, stole this turkey this morning fromin
front of a market up south," said the officer.
“What boy?” asked the justice. “Here he
is,” replied the officer, and Justice Meech
peeked over the edge of his desk and saw-a
‘ wblubbel'inz 9-year-old urchin at .the emcee.-
' dww.’ i . r. . . . ..
marketman' who owned ‘ the turkey. Justice ,
Neanby. was...the‘ husky German
Meech asked the youngster what he meant
by stealing a turkey, and the little chap
wiped his eyes and nose with his sleeve and
blubbered: “Me mudder cried ’cause she
hadn’t no turkey fer us for T‘anksgiviu’,"
he sniffed, “an’ I wentout an’ took dis turkey
from de corner. We has no fadder, an’ I
didn’t want mudder tocry.” No eloquent
lawyer could utter a more effective speech.
The justice blew his nose vigorously, wiped
his glance, cleared his throat, and said to the
masketman: “How much is this turkey
‘ worth, my friend?” The German twiried his
hat in his hands and replied: “Veil, chudge,
id is vort $1.75, but if you vant id I mage id
a tollar." Justice Meech dove into his pocket
and handed out asilvcr dollar. Then-haw:
“Proceed with the case. Who owns this
turkey?" The marketman grinned and re-
plied: “Vell, you do now, chudge.” The
“I guess I won’t prosecute
this boy for stealing it, then,” he said. "I
don’t think he knew he was doing wrong, and
I will let him go.” Then he leaned over the
desk and gave the youngster a strong lecture
on the consequences of taking what did not
belong him. In conclusion he said: “Now,
my boy, I’ll have this officer take you home,
and he can take the turkey along, too, for
your Thanksgiving dinner. Tell your mother
it comesfrom me.” The big officer picked up
the turkey, took the small boy by the hand
.and started out, while Justice Meech again
blew his nose and wiped his glasses, prepara-
tory to disposing of the other cases. When
the reporter called his attention to this occur-
rence yesterday the face of the ex-jus‘tice
li hted up and he said: “Yes, I remember the
case well. And last Thanksgiving, three
years after it occurred, I received from an
unknown source a bouncing turkey upon
whose left breast was pinned a newspaper ac-
count of that same incident.”—Chicago
Herald. , .
\Vorse Than the Knont.
\Vith that most horrible instrument, the
knout, an experienced executioner could in-
sure the death of the victim in a very few
strokes, and when a sentence was passed or-
dering the infliction of a large number, it was
so perfectly understood what was intended
that in such cases the executioner was fre-
quently bribed by the culprit or his friends
to exert his whole art, so as the more quickly
to release him ,f’pm the torture. So, again,
when the Emperor Nicholas, anxious to clear
his country from the reproach of being the
“land of the knout” to western eyes, pomp-
ously proclaimed its abolition, he was careful
to retain the power of inflicting corporal
punishment in a manner compared with
which the knout itself was merciful. The
knout could compass the death of its victim
with some half dozen strokes, but before the
same end could be attained by its substitute,
the stick, it was impossible to say how many
blows might not be required.
An eye witness of one of those mentions
hm described it as being more hideous than
anything that could be conceived. The
criminal having been convicted of the de-
liberate murder of one of the emperor’s min-
isters, be well deserved to die, and it was de-
termined that die he should; but capital pun—
ishment and the knout. had both been abol—
ished; so, in order to attain the end in view,
the wretched man was sentenced to 8,000
blows of the stick, which no human being
could receive and live. The execution took
place in the public hay market; and when,
after bearing 1,400 or 1,500 blows the victim
fell, an unconscious mass of bleeding flesh, he
was bundled into an ordinary peasant’s hay
cart, and, with pieces of hay sticking into his
gaping wounds, covered over with rough
sacks, he was jolted off to the hospital and
never heard of again. The surgeons were not
likely to be anxious to cure a man whose
death they knew to be intended, and even a
feeling of humanity may have prevented
them from wishing to recall a poor wretch to
life only to enable him to undergo further
torture till he should be released by deaths-.3
Edinburgh Review.
Telling an Imported Cigar.
How often you hear a man say he can tell
imported from domestic cigars by looking at
them. I have been over ten years in the busi-
ness, but I never felt equal to making such a
boast as that. Some time ago my father was
in W'ashington, and while there was one day
talking to three other gentlemen. One of
them, after making a declaration as outlined
above, took three imported cigars from his
pocket and paged them around for inspec-
tion, at the same time saying that no one
ever fooled him as to whether a cigar was
imported or not. ‘
Meantime his cigars were laid on the table,
and my father, ‘watching his opportunity,
quickly took the cigars from the table unob-
served and substituted three of his own do-
mestic cigars, and laid them. in the same
place. The conversation soon revertedto the
three cigars in question, and the booster,
taming to them, said: “Now, gentlemen,
these cigars are imported, and I’ll tell you
why,"’and he then took them up and went
on explaining the various points as .to size,
shape, color, tasfo, .ell, etc". '
As he concluded, my father quietly said:
“How much, Mr. Blank, would you be will—
ing to bet that those were imported cigars?”
“Ten dollars,” said the expert. “I don’t
want your money, but I do want to convince
you you are wrong,” safl Mr. P.- “Those
are not your imported cigars you have there;
those cigars are mine, and they are domestic.
Here are yours," said the purloiner, as he
pulled them out of his pocket. The "expert’s”
face turned pale and then red, and he was
the picture of confusion.—Tobacco.
Corn Fed Oysters.
Most people, when they hear of “corn fed
oysters,” laugh at what they take to be a lit-
tle extravagance intended to convey the idea
of fatness, the association of ideas with ex-
treme fatness and corn fed hogs being natu-
ral. But corn fed oysters are as much a fact
as corn fed hogs. Oyster cultivation in all
the bays and sounds of the east is conducted
with as much science as the cultivation of
agricultural products, and in many places on
the Chesapeake buy the oyster farmer every
morning strews with a liberal hand upon the
surface of the water covering his beds of the
bivalves, quantities of finely ground corn
meal, which rapidly sinks to the bottom and
is devoured or absorbed by the gaping shell-
fish, the result being an especial] y fat and
luscious oyster. — Interview in St. Louis
Globe-Democrat.
A Good Thing to Know About the Greeks.
One of the most interesting features‘ of
modern Greek life is the fact that the in-:
habitants are above receiving gratuities. In-
deed, there is noword in the modern Greek
language which is the synonym for the Eng-1
lish “tip,” the French “posrboir,” the Ger-,
man “trinkgeld’f and the Turkish “back-l
sheesh.”—Chicago Herald.
cozv NOOKS AND coausas. ”
' Quiet Moments. -
Canines in the decoration and arrangement
of our Iomei,‘ says Laura B. Starr in The
Decorafir and Furnisher, is the one condi-
tion we are all striving to attaiuat the pres-
ent moment." No more the long, spacious
parlors. no more the large chambers, and
the larger sitting and living rooms. Every-
thing must be ‘Pcozy'and homey” now". To
this end, as we cannot all rebuild our houses,
we break the long spaces by the libel-nines of
screens and portieree, and make of vacant
corners the most tempting, cozy nooks im-
ble.
The idea is a pleasing one, and it is to-be
hoped that it will not prove a more passing
fancy. One of the simplest of these arrange-
ments, and one which an ingenious woman
may accomplish without help from the car-
penter, consists of two large cushions atufled
with exceislor; they should be from .1. yard
and a quarter to two yards square, and at
least a foot and a half thick. They should
be stuffed very full and hard; thehottom of
the lower one should be covered with a piece ,
of oilcloth to protect it from wear and tear.
Blue denim may be used for covering, or any
handsome upholstery goods that matches . or
harmonizes with the general tone of the
room. When finished, they will fit into any
vacant corner, the special advantage of these
being that they are easily moved about.
Three or four down or foather pillows, cov-
ered with bright colored China silk, arranged
against the wall will make a very comforta-
ble lounging place. -
A canopy of long, hanging drapery may
be arranged, if desired, but usually them are
not covered, although a Japanese umbrella
raised over. one gives a good effect. These
large cushions are especially useful in a
chamber not provided with a lounge of some
sort; many a tired body would be stretched
out for a little rest during the day were it
not for the trouble of taking off the shame
and undressing the bed. In this cozy nook
one may find rest without extra work.
Still another way to bring abbut the same
eflect is to have a three cornered shelf built
about a foot from the floor, put a full val-
ance around this and a large cushion upon it,
and the thing is finished. The space under-
neath will be found useful for storing boots
and shoes, etc. .
A 002‘! NOOK.
A more pretentious corner, though not so
large, was arranged in a room which had a
dado of Japanese matting. A triangular box
about the height of an ordinary chair was
made to fit and fastened there securely. The
hinges should be put on the front, or the lid
will not open well. The box made a con-
venient receptacle for newspapers, work bas-
ket, slippers,,or any of the necessary debris
of daily use, which is sometimes unsightly.
A cushion was made to fit the top, and cov-
ered with furniture plush; a piece of the
same was tacked on smoothly across the
front. Another straight piece was fastened
to the wall behind the seat to the height of
the dado. Above this was stretched a piece
of Chinese storm coat—plain matting will do
as well—upon which was painted the follow-
ing lines:
Oh, for a booke
And a shady nooke
Either in a doore or out.
On a line with the bottom of the frieze was
a three cornered shelf; below this was a foot
and a half of lattice made of reglet sticks.
On a line with the lower edge of the lattice
was stretched a small brass rod, from which
hung soft silken curtains. 0n the shelf were
jars of Mexican pottery and other large bric-
a-brac that could stand the height. A small
.- bracket set in the corner, and here was placed
a small lamp with rose colored shade which
tempered the light to the tired eyes.
A square nook may be arranged by placing
a curtain pole four foot long securely against
the wall, at right angles with it; a long brace
is necessary for this. A Bagdad curtain or
handsome piece of drapery is thrown over
this and allowed to hang in careless folds. A
permanent seat may be arranged like the
one just described, but a very good one may
be improvised by using one of the old fash-
ioned tote-a-tetes and adjusting half a dozen
illows thereon. This sort of a corner will
found very useful and tasteful for evening
parties where only temporary arrangements
are desired. .
A very jolly corner, seen in a New York
studio, had a canopy of sailcloth, with fish net
drapery. A dais. five or six feet-square, was
built in the corner. This was covered with
plain drugget, with a handsome rug stretched
through the center. Dozens of pillows and
small cushions filled, the space and made it
look restful and . repose-inviting. A solemn
owl perched on the ridge pole and kept guard
over the unconscious sleeper. . .
A long, narrow room may be divided and
improved in appearance by building a dais a
foot high across one end and carpeting it like
the floor. A low easel with picture, a work
basket, small table, two or three large cush.
ions strewn about, will make this end of the
room a favorite lounging place for'the whole
family. .
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