‘-¢.- "“ 2 SWEETH EART, SlGH NO MORE. It was with doubt and trembling . I whispered in her ear. ‘ Go, take her answer, bird on bough,‘ That all the world may hear— chetheart, sigh no more! Sing it, sing‘it, tawny throat, Upon the Wayside tree. ' How fair she is, how true she is, How dear she is to me— Sweetheart, sigh no more! Sing it, sing it, tawny throat, And through the summer long The winds among the clover tops, And brooks, for all their silvery stops, Shall envy you the song— Sweetheart, sigh no more! —Thomns Bailey Aldrich in “Wyndham Towers." A CHINA SERVICE. It wasa gala day in New Orleans; flags and hunting streamed gayly in the breeze, the martial notes of music filled the air, and the proud, steady tread of many feet in bar mony suggested thoughts at once patriotic and soul stirring. The streets, crossings, every available inch of space along the line of march was thronged with an expectant, sympathetic mass, whose cheery smile broke intoa prolonged “Hurrah!” as the brilliant line of soldiery came in view. What a sight it was! That eager, enthusi- astic body of men, clad in their fresh gray uniforms and nodding plumes, their muskets gleaming like a solid mass of silvery light, their swords reflecting every glint of sunlight like a kaleidoscope’s changeful rays. There was no American or French quarter in New Orleans that day, for national honor and pride were at stake and native creole and grafted civilian laid aside race prejudices, and with hearts throbbing in unison gathered beneath the stars and bars at the southern bugle’s call. Down iuthe rue Rampart, in a mansion that stands out upon the street, with its mas- sive front, white fluted columns and wide spreading galleries, making it even today a conspicuous landmark of pride in the vieux carre, there was gathered a bright and merry group of creole maidens and matrons who fluttered gayly about amid the streaming- banners and evergreens, chattering like so many busy magpies, or peering anxiously down the stmetaseach breath of wind wafted the distant strains of music, or some mis- chievous lad perched in the trees around gave the false alarm, “Les soldatsl les soldatsl ils viennent, ils viennent'!” But presently the unmistakable rush of the crowd announced the moment of suspense was over; furrdown the street could be seen the glittering line, far above the din of the music couldbe heard the deafening cheers, and from pavement to balcony the air was white withthciflutter of handkerchiefs and fragrant with the scent of roses as dainty maidens flung bouquets or pelted with show- ers of snowy petals the soldier lads of their choice; and many were the silent prayers as a regiment well known in Louisiana annals drew up in line before the old creole mansion and dolled their caps, while mademoiselle, fair and blushing, stepped from amidst her bevy of girl (friends and in the names of the ladies of the faubourg presented them the battle flag which was soon to be dyed in the blood of its brave defenders. But little rocked they that fair spring m . ring of the sorrows or horrors of ar: to thc'm it seemed a mere. child’s play: a few strokes of their swords, a. few shots and it would all be over, and they would return covered with glory. They placed their hands above their hearts, did those honest soldier boys; they waved their helmets above their heads, and with all the chivalry of the knights of the romantic ages they drew a cross upon their swords and vowed tooon- querordie for their lady loves and native land. Oh! the silvery ripples of laughter and ap- plause that burst from the rose petaled lips of that garden of girls; the low whispered nothings that fell upon the car as in response to monsieur and madame‘s gracious invita- tion the company entered and broke into de- lightful totes-totes about the spacious par- lors; the soft, tender echoes of a recorded vow, the gentle, smothered undertone of a. half repressed sob, when 10! the great din- ing hall was thrown open and madame, gra- cious and smiling, bade all enter and partake of the last lu‘eakfast of state at which many of them were ever to assist. Madame surpassed behalf that morning in 87: art or entertaining, that old dining hall fled never before worn that. same aspect, and .vcn those accustomed to frequenting the h use habitually uttered. an exclamation of wonder and admiration as they looked upon the elegantly arranged table and rare and beautiful service which adorned it. Such cups, such plates, such exquisitely wrought dishes of the finest royal Dresden, each piece a perfect study in itself, represent- ing a dillerent design uniquely and chastely finished. An idea of the number of pieces lbatmade up the whole may be imagined when it is mentioned that of the corbeilles for flowers alone there Were sixteen, and upon «lhem as well as upon the entire set the finest art of the decorator had been expended in designing trailing [lowers and vines, beauti- ful views of mountains, lakes and vales, quaint scenes from Switzerland, Moorish castles in Spain, the Rhine by moonlight and rcpresenlations of the contemporaneous his- .fory of its period. ”All! couune c’st beau! magnifiquel belle! admirable!” and all the prolific and expres- sive adjectives of the Latin tongues were called into requisition as the guests, forget- ful of propriety or politeness in so doing, looked at, but. scarCely dared to touch the delicate china, so exquisite, so fragile, with its llowariug leaves and petals, that itseemed designed only for a fairy fast and to be touched by fairy lingers. “There is quite a history attached to this service,” said madame, in her rippling, musi- cal French, as she graciously assigned the guess to their respective seats, and motioned the Well trained domestics to perform their duties; “quite a history,” she repeated, with ,paldonable pride, “a souvenir which my family preserves with pleasure. Perhaps it is out of place to recall it here, but since you have all seemed so interested, I will relate the story. My great grandmother was is premiere dame de compagnie to the queen of Portugal. She was a. great favorite and an acknowledged belle at court. . "One morning the king gave a superb break- fast in her honor, and this service, used only on the grandest occasions, was called into requisition. Just as you have admired it here, so she was struck with its beauty then, and commented upon it to his majesty, at whose right hand she sat. He never did any- thing by halves, did. that gracious old king. , That very evening, while my ancestor, proud and happy at the honor bestowed upon her that morning, sat in her boudoir receiving the congratulations of her, friends, a mes-' senger arrived from the King, bearing the identical service used at the morning’s feast, and begging that, as she had so much ad- mired it, she would. as a favor from the king, accept it In. memory of that day.” “Ah! it is indeed something of which to be proud!” remarked a lady who sat near. “We seldom use it," continued madame; “when we do a servant is never allowed to touch it. It has been the pride of the ladies of my house that they alone have handled it, \ NORW-ALK GAZETTE, WEDIESDAY, JANUARY15. 1890. and in this manner, notwithstanding its great age, each piece has been preserved intact.” “It was used last on our wedding day,” said monsieur in a deep voice, as he looked with pride uponjiis beautiful wife. “Oh! ya,” answered madame, blushing and laughing, .“and it'will housed again when our daughter here will choose i as ‘Wise as her mother has done. . Today,” she said, while a tear glistened in her eye, “I have brought it out because as it was given by royalty itself, so those who act in a royal manner should be the ones to use it. Each southernsoldier who rises to defend his country is a kingin his own right.” To this day she has never forgotten how that band of creole volunteers rose to their feet and bowed as to a queen; never forgot- ten how the blood rushed to their cheeks, how their hearts seemed to throb with emotion, and the gallant commander, speaking for all, touched his sword with his lips, and vowed they Would never betray the confidence which a woman of the south, speaking for her sex, had that day reposed in them. But all this was long ago; of the war, its sorrows and disasters, this sketch deals not; . but of that old home in the rue Rampart, of which madame’s fair daughter is now the mistrem. Around her have grown up her own beautiful girls, graceful, accomplished, surrounded by all the luxuries which genera- tions of wealth bestow, and clinging more than ever, like graceful tendrils, to the dear historic place now when all are about to leave it forever. For unforseen sorrows have come upon them, an unfortunate business venture of monsieur’s has ended must dis- astrously; thousands of dollars were inyolved, creditors were clamorous, plantations, houses, stocks, bonds, all have been sacrificed, and still more 15 demanded. Monsieur’s voice is hoarse with emotion; he knows his name is on every tongue in New Orleans; he, the honored and flattered merchant of yesterday, the ruin man of today. Madame, seated in the old home which has been her inheritance in her own right, but which she has sacrificed tosave her husband’s honor, bears his story, and rising with the heroism horn of the noble principles she in- herits, goes out and presently returns with a casket containing all her own and her daugh- ter’s jewels, and pausing a moment before her mirror she takes the diamonds from her own ears and, placing them among the heap, begs her husband to dispose of all. He protests, but she and her daughters are insistent; what are diamonds, whatare rubies compared to a. father’s honor-ll And then madame remembers there is one thing more of value, one thing from which she had never intended to part, and going out again, while the girls look on alfrighted and her husband stands speechless in amazement, she brings in piece by piece the service of royal Dresden. She points to it, her husband grasps her meaning; but he takes her in hisarms and kisses her, and tells her “Never! be hm no right to allow her to sacrifice this;" he knows how proud she has been of it, how she has treasured it above all her pomessions, and the resolution it required for her to part from it; and he, touched beyond measure, firmly re- fuses and bids her restore it to its place again. But she proudly draws herself to her full height and says: “No! I will not listen; I have given up all my property, I have parted from my diamonds; this, too, shall go! the world shall never be chip to say that I re- tained a single article of value while my bus- band owed a debt 1” The next day a well known auctioneer of the rue Royals was sent for. He is accus- tomed to such cells, is this old auctioneer, for every day witnesses the breaking up of happy and elegant homes. Madame shows him the service; his eyes gleam with a. satisfaction he can source suppress, for he knows its value; still he pretends that it is not worth much; one mustbe business like, you know. In a cool, calculating way he examines it, and in- differently begins to count the pieces; he seems disturbed; he goes over them again; slowly, carefully and still a. third time, with the same result. “Madame!” he exclaims, “the set is incomplete; there are two plates missing, where are they?” Madame turns pale. “They are broke!" she replies in her imperfect English, rolling her r’s most emphatically. “Ah,” says the auctioneer, incredulously. noting her change of countenance; “the set loses half its value. If you can find those two plates itwill be to your interest todo so.” “They are brdke,” she repeats, her eyes flashing fire, her words coming with difficulty, “they are broke, I say !” And her daughters, standing near, wonder at her emotion and still more at the temerity of the individual who had dared to profane by a. touch, much less to break, two pieces of that precious heir- oom. There are such realities as true friends; hearts whom the smiles nor the frowns of fortune can change. The proposed sale of the famous service became noised about the faubourg and two survivors of the old regi- ment of soldiers, two of the few who had re- turned hearing the remnants of the tattered flag, remembering the gracious trust that madame had reposed in their command and her pride on that memorable morning when she recounted the history of her beautiful service, determined if pomible thatshe should not part from it. They accordingly devised a. little scheme by which they would buy it in, and when the talk of the failure and sale of property had all subsided to quietly pre- sent it to madame as a. mark of esteem from the old command, thus making it doubly precious in her eyes. But with a woman’s quick intuition she saw through their design; and, though her heart was touched by the nobility and disin- terestedness of their purpose, she foresaw that however innocent in reality, the world would still say that this was only a. scheme on her part to retain possession of it, and she kindly but firmly refused to sell it to them. A few days after the service, with all its proud tradition and association, pased for- ever from her hands and became the prop- erty of a well known lady of this-city. Several squares from her old home in the rue Rampart madame now lives. She sees without a pang, without a sigh, the scene of her former triumphs and successes, the man- sion which she was so well fitted to , grace, occupied by another, though many and ele- gant have been the entertainments which the present proprietors have given since their oc- cupancy thereof. Her daughters and herself, though their gentle hands have never been accustomed to the most trivial labor, have meet their trials with the courage and fortitude that so many of the creole women of New Orleans have displayed under similar circumstances. In her sorrOWS and reverses madame is more of a queen than she was in the proudest hour of her social triumphs; for the true woman nature has been brought to the surface, the deep undertone of real nobility of character and action has burst into melody. In the front room of her new home, with ' its simple adornments, there hang upon the wall two brackets which support two rare and beautiful plates. The visitor is at once struck with the delicacy and grace of the de- signs, aud upon remarking this to madame, with the slightest quiver in her voice, she will tell you the history of her relics, and add, with a faint sigh, “They are all that I have kept to leave to my children as a. herit- age of the old days.” And then, with her bright and beautiful smile, she will quickly turn the conversation into another channel.— Marie L. Points in New Orleans Picayune. u l l LOOKING— AT THE ANIMALS. THE SMITHSONIAN “200'” AND .THE cnowo’s THAT VISIT IT. The Strange Fascination of the .1qu Owl from the District Jail-Keeper Wee- The ’Coons and I’orcuplnes. That living things possess an interest for the public which inanimate things do not is nowhere better illustrated than at the little zoo just in the rear of the Smithsonian insti- tution. There seems in some way to be a sym- pathy existing between the human being and the animals in the cages, a. sympathy which is not felt for the speechless curiosities that fill the museums, and doubtless as many people visit the little zoo in a day as stroll through the big museums close by. From 9 o’clock, the opening hour, until 3 the crowd surges through the building, stopping before the cage in which a colony of squirrels prance, looking with wonder and astonishment on the large jaguar as he takes up his unceasing tramp around his large cage, and paying. their re— spects to the many other strange creatures. Many prominent people from all over the country ate represented by gifts at the gar- den, and the little white painted signs tacked to the cages bear some great names. Four golden eagles in a cage outside the building are from Tate Springs, Tenn. The glorious bird of freedom, which Americans are so proud of, does not appear to the best advan- tage in a cage, and he sits all day on h'mperch as if brooding over his wrongs and hatching schemes for vengeance on his captors. There is a suppressed fury in his eye and now and then he grows restless. There is a great flulr tering of wings, a. piercing shriek and a des- perate attempt to make some impression on the iron bars with his beak. But the trans- port of rage does not last a great while, and soon he resumes his perch and the air of res- ignation which so ill becomes him. The raccoons attract a great deal of atten- tion, especially from visitors from the north, who have heard and read so much about the pleasures of ’coon hunting, and they stand be- fore the cages and wonder where all the fun of the thing comes in, for from the prosaic light of a. cage the ’coon is certainly not very gamey. There are a number of varieties and they are all so fat that the eye of the colored citizen from the country glistens as he look and his lips come together convulsively as h thinks of by—gone feasts and in memory eats them over again. The ’coons have grown very tame and nothing pleases them better than to have some one scratch their heads with upen- cil. There they lie supinely, nstraddle of a limb, and sleep for hours, nowand then open~ ing their eyes to blink lazily at the stranger.~ In a cage near by is a. pair of porcupines, and as a. Star reporter passed along he heard a, colored man remark: ‘ “I’se beam tell ob dese hyar nodrrn koons, .n The old colored man was right, as many a dog who has tried it knows tohis sorrow. The? quills rise threateningly, and bad luck to the: dog who gets a mouthful of them. AN own mom rm: um}, exhibition is a monkey faced owl, born and bred at the district jail. Trulygle is a genuine jail bird. He first saw the li ht of night in the eaves of the big old building, but was ar- rested for disturbing the quiet of the establishment, and now ekes out a miserable existence in a. cage. His face is almost an exact counterpart of a monkey’s; so much covered it would be difficult to distinguish the difference. The bird has a cage all to himself, and is the only one of the kind "on exhibition. He sits all day quiet and an- blinking, but at night, so the reporter was informed, he has a high old time, and makes the building resound with his piercing shrflks. The collection of birds is not a very. ex- tensive one, and is made up for the most part of native birds. Outside domestic fowls' are in abundance, and in the various cages inside are some gorgeous plumaged birds of lthe south, including parrots, paroquets and macnws. There is a very fine macaw. The collection of carrier and other pigeons is line. Keeper Weeden let a. gentleman from Plila— dolphin have one of the birds for breeding purposes the other day, and one eveninglest week he heard a fluttering of wings outside, and going to see the cause he found that his bird had escaped and returned home agah. The collection of buffaloes at the zoo has in- creased to a. half dozen magnificent speci- mens of the great American animal whiéh is fast becoming extinct. The first of the herd was given to the museum by Col. E. G. Blackford of New York city, who has from the first taken a great interest in the forma- tion of the gardens. The others are recent additions. The herd presents a fine appear- studies of them. Buffalo Bill is repremntod by a splendid specimen of the American elk, which has a stall in the large inclosure south of the, main building. In an adjoining cage is a mild eyed mule deer from Colorado. The only remind- er of the vicious mule about this little animal is its immense ears, over which it has not much control. One of the few cages marked “dangerous” is that occupied by n. jaguar from Texas. It is strange what a strong fascination this ani- mal has for the average crowd. Some of the visitors who crowd about the cages marked dangerous are exceedingly reckless and are constantly putting themselves in danger of having a hand or arm torn off. So far the garden has been singularly free from serious mishaps. One can easily lean over the rail running along in front of the cages, and many foolish people put their fingers be- tween the bars. Some day a pair of cruel jaws will snap together and some one will go through life minus a couple of fingers. At the bears’ cage there is always a. large crowd, for the half dozen varieties are among the most popular exhibits. They are all in the same cage, which has a back yard, and are as playful as kittens, sometimes roll- ing and tumbling over each other in their play; but this is not always the case, as Keeper Weeden can tell. They get in a bad humor now and then, and those who are ac- quainted with their antics give them a wide berth. The entire party were in just this humor the other day when Keeper Weedeu went into the cage to give them their break- fast. He generally carries a slender club with him and playfully taps them on the nose just to let them know that he has it with him. He tapped once too often this particu- lar morning, and one of the bears rebelled. He was a cub, young and hot blooded, and didn’t know any better. He was not used to being tapped on the nose, which is a tender trying to hug his keeper. They had a. hand- tohand fight for some minutes, but luckily! the other bears did not join in. , They all re.- treated to the yard, leaving their companion to fight his battle alone. The keeper called loudly for help, which was forthcoming in the person of his assistant. Together they succeeded in subduing the unruly beast, but they were glad enough when they got a chance to get out of the den, and now when they go in a sharp lookout is kept—Wash- ington Star. ance and artists are frequently making spot with young bears, and be protected by . I I I den's Fight with a Vigorous Bear Cub.. l ,ing than most of her race. The inference of both Mr. Cole and his companion was that Idaho was the girl‘s name, and the idea. of adopting it as the name of the new state oc- curred to both men at about the same time, Mr. Cole claiming to be the first to speak. resulted in failure; and finally, in considera- tion of the sex and surroundings of the In- dian whose name had helped solve the dim- culty in finding one for the state, that of Gem of the Mountains was decided upon. The real . . . eamn' of the word Mr. Cole never knew. but I don’t b’leeve d“ dem tings 2? m to eat“ rKathe lidians name their children from phys- you hyar me. De dogs ud fineit mighty hard ical peculiarities or circumstances occurring “"1" g'ittm’ my "“1 dem "min“, mm” at their birth, and as the child was born about daylight, the translation of Light on the Mountains was first deemed a goodone, but its fitness as a name for the state had to give , way to the more appropriate one of Gem of the Mountains, which was given to congress One Of the most interestin specimens on 5 as the translation of the Indian word. so, in fact, that were the rest of his body) ~ I THE ROMANCE OF IDAHO. low the State Was Named for a Pretty ' Little Indian Girl. In the autumn of 1865 I resided in Twenty- acond street, New York. A genial fellow oarder was a gentleman of about 45 years, rho was putting some mining stock on the arket. His name was Cole, and he claimed he distinction of having for initials three ls—C. C. Cole—of being one of the first iembers of congress from the new state, and 3 receiving the largest mileage ever paid to member of congress—over $10,000—his mile~ ixe being computed from Idaho to San Fran- sco, thence (around the Horn) by. way of law York to Washington. He was-a. pioneer rom New York, and for a time kept a rading store at Fort Walla Walla. , One evening the strange name of the new bate became a subject of comment, and Mr. Jole gave me the following account of how he name came to be adopted, and also the elected meaning, or rather the meaning rhich he and others concluded to give as the idian word’s translation. One bright morn- lg about 10 o’clock, in company with an- ;her gentleman interested in the govern- ent of the territory, while riding over some 'lrren mountain tops, or rather bills, the lad became so rough as to compel the slow- t traveling. As they plodded on the name lr the new state became a. topic of conversa- tn. While talking over the various names lat had been suggested they came to the top ( a small plateau, on the farther edge of nich stood an Indian hovel or cabin. The utter loneliness of the spot suggested tthe travelers that they had come upon the fling place of some outlaw, of whom the cmtry then boasted a great number. Just lfore they reached, but while in plain view f)m the cabin, an Indian woman came out ad called out several times in a high spirited, fr reaching voice the word Idaho. The tone us a combination of those of the Swiss )deler, the Spanish Indian and Louisiana rgress, and, as was supposed, a call to the suaw’s husband. The sound of the voice as pven by Mr. Cole, and he had been familiar ith the Indians for some years, was Ell-dab- bo-oo-oo—a drop from the first E to the sec- od, along a, almost as if ah—ah, and a musi- cl, long-drawn-out dwelling upon the hoo, ting the full force of the lungs in expiration ad in crescendo. , On the Isthmus of Darien either sex can do the com‘ting, with the natural result that al- . His father gave him a five dollar gold piece, . nothing, its stages of growth, and its present The squaw’s call was answered by the sud- en appearance of an Indian girl about 9 years of age. She was clean and better look- All efforts to find the English of the word I narrate the tale as I got it from Mr. Cole, and add what, at the time, I suggested to him —that the state erect a monument on the spot where the name was selected—and as amend- ment, that Joaquin Miller, the poet of the Sierras, write the inscriptions—Edward P. Roche, M. D., in Boston Journal. Legends About Robins. A good many superstitious ideas are prev- alent in different localities with reference to the robin. In some pm of Scotland the song of this interesting little bird is held to augur no good for the sick person who hears it, and to those superstitiously inclined much anxiety is sometimes caused when its notes are heard near a house where any one hap- pens to be ill. There is a. legend connected with the robin which I have somewhere seen. It is said that far, far away there is a land of woe, darkness, spirits of evil and fire. Day by day does this little bird bear in his bill a drop of water to quench the flame. So near the burning stream does he fly that his feathers are scorched, and hence be is named bronphuddu (burnt breast). There is also a legend which attributes his red breast to his having tried to pluck a spike from the crown of thorns with which our Lord’s head was encircled—Scottish American. The Woman Does the Courting. In the Ukraine, Russia, the maiden is the one that does all the courting. When she falls in love with a man she goes to his house and tells him the state of her feelings. If he reciprocates all is well, and a formal marriage is duly arranged. If, however, he is unwill- ing, she remains there, hoping to coax him into a better mind. The poor fellow cannot treat her with the least discourtesy or turn her out, for her friends would be sure to avenge the insult. His best chance, there- fore, if he is really determined that he won’t, is to leave his home and stay away as long as she is in it. This is certainly a peculiar way of turning a man out of house and home. most everybody gets married. There is not quite the same chance where the girl has to hide the notions of ahesitating or bashful swaiu.—Exchange. Hitting the Bull’s Eye at Random. Three years ago a prominent citizen .of this city, and the owner of a. block of buildings on Main street, lost a crowbar, and up to this morning never had any trace of it. He acci- dentally stepped into a business place, and overbearing a. conversation about a crowbar, it reminded him of his lost treasure, and for fun he said to the proprietor: “Uncle —, I wish you would send home my crowbar. Isn’t three years long enough?” “Upon my word and honor,” said the proprietor, “I have put out that crowbar no less than twenty times to bring home, and have for- gotten it each time. Here, John, you go up to my house and bring Mr. F’s crowbar home,.nnd don’t let the grass grow under your feet.” No one has sufficient vivid im- agination to picture to himself the surprise of the owner of the bar._ He thinks it was the biggest bit he ever made in his life.— Daubury News. Energy and Luck. When my business partner came home from the war, in which he had gallantly commanded a battery, he had neither. brooches, home nor money. His wife cut up a. woolen dress she had worn for many years _ and made a pair of. brooches. Gathering odds and ends from the ruins of Atlanta, he built a. shanty, of which love made a home. of which ingenuity made capital. In three years he had built a. $1,500 home, in eight years a $6,000 home. He now has a. $60,000 suburban home and is well worth over 8225.- 000. His life isan epitome of the south in 1885—its swift energy, its cheerful heroism, it» shrewd knack of taming something from A $2,500 HOUSE. fleas and Elevation of an Attractive. In- expensive Structure. These designs are from the National Build- ing Plan association’s Artistic Homes, and the house is briefly described as follows: ' VIEW. Stone or brick foundation. Height of stories—first, 10 feet; second, 9'feet 6 inches; cellar, 6 feet. 6 inches. First story contains parlor (with fireplace), 14x16; sitting room — . . DINING ROOM SIITING BOOM GROUND FLOOR. (With fireplace), 12x15; dining room, 18x15 feet 6 inches; kitchen, 10x12; pantry, 5x6; china. clomt, 4x5; front and back stairs. Sec- ond story contains chamber, 14x16; chamber, CHAMBER C C Bill loom Clll’lllB‘EIl~ C HIII‘IBER CHAMBER SECOND sronv. 12x15; bathroom, 9x12: chamber, 10x11; chamber. 8x10; all chambers have closets. First story, clapboards; second story, shin- glee. Estimated cost of building, $2,500. Drapery Designs for Windows. Here are four novel dedgns for window draperies originating with The London Cabi- 'net maker. No. 1 is simple in arrangement, ._x: e \ . .Lgv . . ‘:\’ I" (i'\‘ of," .‘0 x) ,‘ "1'! NO. ONE. and is-sup to represent a number of tri- angular p eces of tapestry or silk overlapping one another. A pretty effect might be obtained by alternating a different kind of material; as, for instance, one lappet should be silk and the next one plush, and so on to ' no. two. the completion of the whole. The fringed swags and silk covered spindle lattice give a. finish to the general character of the valance. Drapery No. 2-suggests a rather more fan- ciful style of treatment. The idea of confin- ing the festoon drapery, at intervals, by means of silk' bands or gimp forms an origi~ “‘ “313 NO. THREE. nal feature. The plaited semicircular lappet, secured by radiated silk tabs, is most unusual in conception and presents a very busy ap- , pearauce. The style of N o. 3 13 perhaps more 11 keeping with the latest fashion in Window drapery. which tends rather more towards curtain folds, negligently arranged, am‘mfim‘i‘ifim :1?me 1 if mm W “u f'\ \ l r1 I)]4 \- 4 ' 2 l . \Efigmgmm-a” ., s~ cg .17." N0. mun. - ‘ than the conventional valance.~ No. 4 is de- ed on somewhat uncommon lino- «an a variety of character which forms prosperity—Henry W. Grady in The New York Ledger. ' . la chugffi departure from the ordinary style of . t z- ‘ I . - _ or u. .1." .I .la I "In I”. "0": ”II"! antee that they will. in eve e. satisfaction. or the money is lpyrog‘iiitlyea-‘1’: funded. His ‘Favorlte Prescription. for all those chronic weaknesses, nervous and other derangements peculiar to women. is used with unfail ng success. 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