The Territorial Topic. (Norman, Okla. Terr.), Vol. 8, No. 33, Ed. 1 Friday, March 19, 1897 Page: 3 of 8
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VVOM ffVRTWR I c'lurc'1' This is what a man has to say ing the tone leaders. Cotton stun
■ ^ XjI\. | on j|jjs subject: "When an unfortu- over a yard wide, but with the coloi
j nate individual gets behind one of these ami bedy of reps, can be had for half I
preposterous structures the poacher dollar a yard, and make the most artis
disappears and nothing remains but tic portier.} or other draperies lmag.
his voice. And with the hat standing inable. Light Indian printings, bar-
against the spot where the voice is, baric, yet absolutely artistic, are to b(
and the modulated sentences breaking had in infinite variety, the charming
against it, how is attention to be fixed cozy corners in the oriental room prov>
upon the sermon? The mind grows lax, ing to what exquisite service they can
the quiet and sweetness of the sanct- ! be put. Some light, airy effects in
INTERESTING READING FOR
DAMES AND DAMSELS.
Some Styles for the Spring an<l Summer
—Nervousness lu Women—The Hie
E DID NOT PART
as others part;
And should wo
meet on earth
Yet deep and dear
within my heart
Some t h oughts
will rest a treas-
How oft, w hen
Have I recalled each word, each look,
The meaning- of each varying tone,
And the last parting glance we took!
Yes, sometimes even here are found
Those who can touch the chords of
And wake a glad and holy sound,
Like tliat which 1111s the courts above.
It is as when a traveler hears,
In a strange land, his native tongue,
A voice he loved in happier years,
A song which once his mother sung.
We part; the sea may roll between.
While '*'e through different climatcs
Sad days—a life—may intervene;
But we shall meet again at home.
Shirt Waists of Velvet.
In the window of a men's furnishing
store there hung, side by side, a dozen
shirt waists. Women passing by
stopped to look out of curiosity, then
remained to admire. The shirt waists
were of plaid velvet in every color of
the rainbow. The price marked on
them was $18, but that they could be
made at home for less every feminine
uary tend to distraction, the hat fills
the whole visible universe and invol-
untarily one's thoughts center upon it.
It 13 a wonderful construction. There
is a yellow rose trembling on a long
Btem with every movement of the
wearer's head, and one begins to cal-
culate the extent of its arc. There are
bunches of feathers, disposed, apparent-
ly, with a view to preventing anything
from being seen between them which-
ever way the hat is turned. And there
are stalactites of ribbon, upright and
immovable, which still further ob-
scure the horizon. Occasionally one
j gets a momentary glimpee of the hand
of the preacher as it is stretched out
In gesticulation, but it seems a mere
detached fragment uselessly beating
the air. The preacher himself has dis-
appeared a3 if he had never been. The
only thing visible when the hat is
turned for a moment is another hat of
the same kind further on."
The IS'ervousness of Women.
Substitute salt pork and out-door ex-
ercise for caramels and patent medi-
cines. Such in condensed form is the
advice given to women by Dr. W. J.
Tripp of New York, who claims that
candy and drugs are the chief causes
of nervous trouble among the fair
sex. Dr. Tripp will not allow his pa-
tients to flatter themselves that their
nervous troubles are inherited. He
holds that a nervous trouble is of the
nerves, and not of the blood, and can-
not be transmitted.
Swiss and lace are founded on a new
note, it being the introduction of em-
broidery and lace insertions, that adds
a richness and grace to the sheer ma-
terial that is indescribable and makes
the windows at which they are hung
assume a decorative aspect that is
two-thirds of the furnishings of a sum-
mer abode. Bed spreads and bolster
covers to match are also shown, the
deep English valance, that makes a
brass bedstead complete in its equip-
ment, being among these essential
springlike offerings. Though red has
not been regarded as a definite summer
tone, Its appearance of warmth being
against it, decorators have determined
to force it upon the beauty lovers, de-
spite this tradition, and as its artistic
possibility is exemplified in the all red
room shown in this establishment, the
only wonder is that it has not before
been deemed first favorite. Toned
down with soft, creamy tints, or en-
hanced with the glint of gold or the
contrast with rich oak, red is most
beautiful in its uses in colonial halls
or dining-rooms, and as shown 011 wall
paper possosses a unique distinction
peculiarly its own.
NTCBNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION.
BLACK CLOTH HOUSE GOWN.
beholder knew. One of the waists was
a brilliant cardinal plaided with black.
Another was emerald and black, sep-
arated by tiny stripes of scarlet. Still
another was ultramarine, plaided with
a paler shade of blue and tiny stripes
of yellow. The waists were made pre-
cisely alike. The sleeves were a full
bishop to the wrist. The waist
was gathered front and back, and the
front had a double box plait. A rim
of gold braid, with gold buckles, made
the belt. Though it sounds incongru-
ous, it is a fact that linen collars and
cuffs Are worn with theso velvet
Tin' Hit II:it In Church.
Alderman Plotke's ordinance does
not apply to big hats worn In church,
presumably because church authorl-
v ties can regulate such matters them-
selves more easily than is possible
among theatrical managers. Perhaps
now that women have found it possible
to attend the play without Interfering
with the pleasure of others in this way,
they may conclude that similar con-
s!der tion Is advisable when going to
"We find that nervousness among
American women is increasing," said
tlje doctor. "I suppose a great deal
of it is due to their mode of living and
neglect of themselves. They do
not. have a proper diet or hours and
they then hurt themselves with a
quantity of patent medicine. Women
are too fond of eating things that do
not nourish the system candy and
sweets. They like a great deal of sugar
with a little tea or coffee. Too many
sweets taken into the stomach are
the cause of degeneration and are an
element which produces much annoy-
ance and lays the foundation for se-
rious organic trouble, it would be bet-
ter for the children to eat more fat
pork than candy, or more fats than
sweets, 'though a little candy will do
no harm. I believe the people would
be as well as in our grandfathers' days
if they would live more outdoors and
cat salt pork. People lived better in
those days. They ate more substantial
Peroral ions for Spring.
There is probably not a woman liv-
ing who does not feel a desire, as the
spring approaches, to alter and im-
prove the appearance of her house -to
add something new and attractive to
its decorations, and give an appearance
of '."reshness to all about her. If there
is too much sombreness about the
draperies of her rooms, she wants to re-
lieve that effect by adding to or substi-
tuting for them something more in
keeping with the gladsome season.
Dealers generally in Chicago have pro-
vided well for the ratification of this
nature! and praiseworthy desire. There
are on display in the stores some ex-
quisite cretonnes, both of foreign and
domestic weave, the French conceits
having strong rivals in the home prod-
ucts that are creeping up little by lit-
tle to the distinction of beauty pos-
sessed by those that come from across
the water. The colorings are artistic
and in accord with the latest decorative
demands, r ds, yellows and greens he-
How to Crush a Masher.
A woman's first impulse on finding
that she is being annoyed by a masher
is to get beyond reach of the miserable
creature's impertinence. Occasionally
this is impossible, or at least very diffi-
cult. This was the case not long ago
when a certain young west side
matron was returning home one after-
noon from a shopping expedition. Her
temper, in its normal condition, is of
the best, but she is easily aroused. On
the occasion referred to she was tired
and slightly out of sorts, as a result
of her tour of the shops. When about
half way home she became aware that
a well-dressed blackguard of the usual
sort had seated himself beside her.
She was not aware of his existence un-
til his insolence aroused her from a
reverie. It was the last straw. Quick
as a (lash, she struck him in the face
with a shopping bag. much to the as-
tonishment and terror of the mild-
mannered man who sat opposite. The
masher lost no time in leaving the car,
and in a few minutes the young wife
was at home, where, the tension being
relieved, she indulged in that most
luxurious of luxuries, "a good cry."
Not less effective, though not quite
so vigorous, was the method adopted
by a cool-headed young woman who
was waiting for a Wabash avenue car.
She was accosted by a stranger, who.
with what he doubtless regarded as an
irresistible smile, said: "Ah! you
were waiting for me, were you not?'
Though somewhat startled by tht
unexpected address, the girl did not
lose her presence of mind. Carefully
adjusting a pair of eyeglasses on her
petite nose, she looked at him steadily,
"Are you the Wabash avenue car?"
The masher's face fell, and as the
girl continued to lock him full in the
face he slunk away.
Sleeves Safely I.eft Plain.
Though many a bodice takes mili-
tary finis): from braiding or cord trim-
ming, the fashion of this sort of orna-
mentation has gone far beyond "hus-
sar" effects, and skirts and bodices art
seen trimmed in the most elaborate ric-
signs with silk cord. The front ant
back of a handsome gown of this kind
are shown herewith, the material be-
ing a dark-green suiting, and the silk
cord was black. Deeply plaited at the
back, the skirt had three rows of gath
ers In front and the jacket's edges anc
collar were banded with passemen-
terie. The plain sleeves were unusual,
for women's shoulders are almost in-
variable covered with small puffs 01
with something of a similar outline
and the severe coat sleeve is rarely
acceptable. It will he readily seec
from this picture, however, that the
jacket was sufficiently ornate withoul
trimming on, the sleeves.
The most remarkable gold beetles in
the world are found in Central Ameri-
ca. The head and wing cases are bril-
liantly polished with a lustre as ol
gold itself. To sight and touch thej
have all the seeming of metal. Odd-
ly enough, another species from the
same region has the appearance of
being wrought in solid silver, freshly
burnished. These gold ami silver
beetles have a market value. They are
worth from $25 to $50 each,
1 The gieatest objection we have to
"free" things i , that they cost so
Emile, without a moment's tfesit*
tion 6tood up in a cart, and began a
furious harangue, somewhat after the
fashion of his old club addresses. In-
wardly he was stricken with remorse,
remembering that those old appeals had
lost their power. He had claimed
equality, the power of rising by worth
of character, the right to be men, the
haughty refusal to bend the neck of
Blaves; but now the wild heart of law-
lessness asked for nothing but revenge
and triumph, blood and crime. His
words were eloquent, and lie took care
to refrain from appeals to their bru-
tality, but he dwelt adroitly on the
watch-cry, "Equality, liberty," and all
around applauded heartily as he de-
"You are Just the man we want!"
cried M. Pierre, coming forward with
Emile could scarcely control his
shudder of disgust, but he shook
hands heartily and answered with the
most apparent delight:
"I am ready for the work. The
whole people must come forward—and
behold! France is free! Might you be
the loyal worker for the people my
comrade has been speaking of—are
vou citizen Pierre?"
"The very one; and I am proud to
meet the Gray Falcon." Arm in arm
M. Pierre and Kmile walked into a res-
taurant for breakfast. "I'm on the
scent of a nice brace of aristocrats,"
said the former confidentially, as he
disposed of one huge morsel after an-
other; "they escaped when the chateau
was burnt In the most infernally mys-
terious way, but I shall have them yet.
I Bhall expect much help from your
sagacity. You people in Paris must
have got well trained by this time.
How go affairs?"
[ "Prosperously; there is not the
slightest doubt Louis will be beheaded,
and the Austrian wife will follow.
There is one danger. We may get the
tide so strong it may sweep some of
Its helpers away, too. The Mountain
Party and the Jacobins are fighting
each other. I promised to start tbe
flame here, but you seem to have it
well performed, and I see not but I
can speedily return. Why can't you
go back with me, citizen Pierre?"
"Willingly, brave Falcon, if I have
caught m>* birds, but otherwise I must
i stick to this spot. I know they are
Btill about the place and I must watch
"You seem to have great interest in
"To be sure. I have double motives
I —gain and revenge. I haven't told you
| there is a girl in the case, have I, that
gives extra zest to the adventure?"
Emile swallowed his disgust and ire
as best he might, and with some trivial
excuse, left M. Pierre to finish his
breakfast. It seemed to him he should
stifle if he breathed the same air with
; the villain any longer.
He found himself the object of awe
and reverence. One who had passed
through so many Parisian tragedies,
and whose reputation as a revolution-
ary orator was so widespread, might
well draw the attention of all.
It was a sore trial for him to speak
now. The terrible perversion of his
former efforts made his heart heavy
| under similar attempts. He had seen
for himself what revolution meant, j
and he was almost ready to accept the
old evils patiently, in lieu of the mad-
dened convulsion, whatever purification
might eventually come from it.
But he had set his task before him,
and Emile had all his life been used
to self-sacrifices and self-struggling.
; He was not the man to blanch or fal-
He became the lion of Frejus, and M.
Pierre was almost ready to be jealous
>f his popularity.
The days wore on from a week to a
month, and still Emile found himself
hampered on all sides, and bound hand
and foot by the press of circumstances.
His hjart sickened as he thought of
the long delay, the torture of watching
and waiting in that underground re-
treat. He was nearly frantic with
alarm as he heard M. Pierre confident-
ly broaching the plan of hunting for
caves or burrows in the forest, declar-
ing he would dig it all over before he
gave up his search.
And still no plan for their escape
had occurred to him. His very popular-
ity increased the difficulty; he had no
privileges, every movement he made
was noted; he gave out notice that he
was sent for to Paris, and made os-
tensible preparations for departure.
' That very day came M. Pierre, jubi-
lant and sanguine.
"Wait a little, Falcon, and I can go
with you, after I catch my prey."
"You have remarkable faith, citi-
zen, to hold so firmly to the belief that
the Little Forest contains fugitives. I
confess I should have given It up long
I "Oh, no, not if your faculties were
sharpened with the thirst for revenge.
At last I am rewarded. The watchers
last night detected a man stealing to-
ward the spring of water in the center
of the forest. One caught him fairly,
but he wrestled with him, escaped
and in the same strange way vanished.
It has happened twice before. They
are foxes. I give them due credit, but
I shall discover their burrow yet. I
have sent for tools, and I'll dig over
the whole ground and cut down every
tree, but I will unearth them."
"Success to you, citizen," answered
Emile, but he longed to leap upon him
and throttle the exultant villain.
Left alone, Emile sat a long time
with his head drooping in his hands.
Something must be done, and that
right fpeedily. He sprang up at length
with a brightened face, and began ex-
amining his pistols.
After that he went out to find his co-
EFT alone, tho
day after Emlle's
departure to the
town, the young
people were rather
gloomy, but each
cheer the other.
"I know what an
tector I must seem
to you in compari-
son with Monsieur Emile, dear Chlo-
tilde," said Jules; "but, indeed, he is a
paragon. And now that my strength
has returned, and something of my
own spirits, I assure you I shall be of
better service than you imagine."
"Nay, dear Jules, I have all possible
confidence in you, and so has my un-
cle. He told me about your generous
and heroic interference for the poor
old priest in Paris. I have been sad
because I could not throw off the de-
pression the lack of his cheerful en-
couragement was likely enough to in-
duce, and I have been haunted with a
fear of some danger befalling him. He
is so thoroughly acquainted with the
forest, and so accurately informed of
the revolutionary movements, his loss
to 11s would be certain destruction."
"It would indeed be irreparable. I
am overwhelmed with gratitude and
admiration for him. What a wonder-
ful man he is! No king could seem
half so grand to me."
"And you know not the half. I only
wonder that he has ever been one of
"Nay, that is the least of my won-
derment. With his talents, his varied
information, his heroic nature and
great heart, I cannot blame him for
rising up against the oppression, for
the laws of France were horribly grind-
ing upon the under classes; and that
such as he should be insulted and down
trodden by a titled ignoramus would
indeed be shameful."
"Yet I am sure he is troubled and
remorseful for the part he has taken."
"Yes, his sensitive nature is shock-
ed by tho bloody issue of events. Had
such heroic, magnanimous natures as
his held entire control, we should havo
seen quite another form of revolution.
There is General LaFayette, I know
that he believed in the overthrow of
the throne, and the establishment of a
republic, similar to that of his favorite
United States. He is woefully made
aware that he who touched the straw
wi^h fire cannot hope to control the
"And your sympathies, Jules, you
have not told me which way they
turn?" asked the girl.
"Indeed, both ways, I may say. I do
not blame the people for declaring in
favor of equality. I cannot bear to see
the nobility massacred. At present
because of this last sentiment I am
hunted down like a wolf, and grievous-
ly hated by the people's party. I sup-
pose therefore I might be called an ar-
"You do not seem like one of the
people," observed Felicie, thoughtfully.
"I may reiterate the remark con-
cerning you, Chlotilde. I never saw
duchess or marchioness more thorough-
ly aristocratic in appearance."
She blushed and answered hastily:
"My associates have all been nobly
"I should know it. It is tho same
with your uncle. It all goes to prove
the much vaunted aristocracy of blood
is all moonshine. Educate one of the
common people into the refinements of
wealth, and they aro far nobler than
nobility, take them at their best."
Felicie recalled some similar remark
of her mother's and a sorrowful ex-
pression came over her face, and she
sat a long time in silence, her head
drooping on her arm.
Jules, perceiving it, hastened to find
an interesting book, and read aloud.
After which he playfully proposed he
should serve her to a lunch, and to
divert her mind, assumed the manners
of an Arab host, and actually brought
a merry smile to her lips by his quaint
language, as he brought forward some
figs and dates from the generous store
Emllo had taken from the chateau.
So passed the time, each endeavoring
to add to the other's cheerfulness and
divert the approach of melancholy.
Every evening they went up to the
higher room,carefully examined tbe vi-
cinity, and then in utter silence
stepped out to breathe the delicious
freshness of tho outer air. But as the
days wore on Into weeks, apprehension
and anxiety seized either mind, though
each endeavored to conceal it from th#
They still practiced their little inno-
cent arts for diversion and entertain-
ment, but the blank smile, the absent
look, revealed that their cheerfulness
was all pretense.
They discovered, too, the watch in
tho forest had been more closely en-
forced, for Jules had taken Emile's
place in the upper room and several
times heard the conversation of the
He came down one night and found
Felicie weeping bitterly.
"Dear, dear Chlotilde, take heart, I
beseech you," cried he; "di not despair;
all will yet be well."
She tried vainly to repress her grief,
and then burst forth piteously.
"Emile is gone; they have killed
him! my noble, generous friend is lost
Oh, I am all alone—all alone in tbl
cruel, pitiless world!"
Jul?s knelt down before her, and
drew the drooping head to his breast.
"Chlotilde, dearest, that is ungener-
ous. Here is one who is ready to sac-
rifice everything, even life itself, it
your defense. You force from me th«
secret I meant to declare to your un-
cle before I breathed it in your ear-
that I love you, dearest one, with a
love purer and truer and more fervent
than I had dared to hope should bright-
en my desolated life; that I would
choose you, though I were a king in
tho land, befo.e the proudest lady, the
most royal princess—you, a peerless
daughter of the people."
Tho startied girl had drawn away
her hands from her tearful face—her
soft smile was like a rainbow in a
"Is it possible, Jules?" stammered
"Ah, you are angry, you are vexed,
you have no love in response," said
Jules, in a troubled voice.
She had drawn herself away as If
startled by her own discoveries; her
| face was half averted, her beautiful
eyes downcast, a rich rose slowly
flushed her cheeks.
"I am astonished, I am perplexed,
but angry, ah, no, indeed, Jules. I
am rather grateful."
"But yon have 110 love for me in re-
turn; alas: why should I have ven-
tured to hope so?"
She turned her face toward >lm
slowly. What a sweet hope lighted- up
the lovely features!
"I am cruel to withhold the truth. 1
will not be outdone in generosity.
What I could not say to a marquis I
can answer to you, Jules, I do love
you; yet, you must forget that I have
said it until we see Emile, or learn
that something has befallen him."
Jules was kissing her hand in the
extravagance of delight.
"Now is the world a paradise, though
I am a hunted refugee, and know not
how many hours of security are left
to me." 1
Felicie ran away to her little retreat
as soon as possible, and sat down there
in a perfect bewilderment of mingling
Half horrified at herself for being
capable of this feeling of joy, quite
frightened at the words she had
spoken, it was long ere a feeling of
peace and serenity returned to her.
Then it almost seemed her mother's
spirit returned to her and breathed
upon her a saintly benediction, as in
approval of her course.
It is true she scarcely dared to think
of her father; she shuddered as she put
aside the thought of his anger and hor-
ror of the betrothal of a Langucdoc to
the humble Jules, a representative of
the class the count had looked down
upon with such aristocratic scorn.
But her mother had been her guide
and oracle in life; it was not likely her
sentiments should be held less sacred
now that death had made her memory
This little love episode gave new in-
terest and life to their flagging spirits.
But as the fourth week crept on, the
pair began to distrust sorrowfully the
likelihood of Emile's death, or impris-
Jules grew grave and careworn, feel-
ing the responsibility resting upon him
acutely; and his fair companion though
she sedulously avoided any expression
of despair, showed plainly by her pal-
ing cheek and heavy eye the anxiety
which oppressed her.
(TO HE COXT1NOBO.
All Apple Problem.
Once upon a time there were two
old men who sat in the market early
every morning and sold apple3. Each
one had thirty apples, and one of the
old men sold two for a cent, and the
other old man sold three for a cent.
In that way the first old man got fif-
teen cents for his basket of apples,
while the second old man received ten
cents; so that together they made twen-
ty-five cents each day. But one day the
old apple-man who sold three for a
cent was too sick to go to the market,
and he asked his neighbor to take
his apples and sell them for him.
This the other old man very kindly
consented to do, and when he got to
the market with the two baskets of
apples, he said to himself: "I will put
all the apples into one basket, for It
will be easier than picking them out
of two baskets." So he put the sixty
apples into one basket, and he said to
himself: "Now, if I sell two apples for
one cent, and my old friend sells three
for one cent, that is the same thing as
selling five apples for two cents. There-
fore I will sell five apples for two cents."
When he had sold the sixty apples he
found he had only twenty-four cents,
which was right; because there are
twelve fives in sixty, and twice twelve
are twenty-four. But if the other old
man had been there, and each one had
sold his apples separately, they would
have received twenty-five cents. Now,
how is that explained ? St. Nicholas.
The Tooth-llrush riant.
One of the most curious plants in
the world is w hat is called the tooth-
brush plant of Jamaica. It is a species
of creeper, and has nothing particular-
ly striking in appearance. By cutting
pieces of it to a suitable length, and
fraying the ends, the natives convert!
into a tooth-brush; and a tooth-powder
to accompany the use of the brush
is also prepared by pulverizing the
Woodeoek Kbrh 1 Sweden.
Owing to the inhabitants of Sweden
being very partial to the eggs of the
woodcock it 1s more than probable that
the breed will be greatly diminished,
if not at last totally extirpated. The
eggs of the above species aro to be
seen for sale in large numbers in the
various markets in Stockholm.
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