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HAHV1VT Cow* in the ?tall and theep In the fold; Clouds in the west, deep crinieon and gild; A heron's far flight to a roost some where; The twitter of killdoea keen In the air; The nol?e of a wagon that jolts through the kloani On the last load home. Ifcere are lights In the windows; a blue spire of smoke plmbe from the grange grove of elm and oak. The smell of the Earth where the night poure to her Its dewy libation is sweeter than myrrh. And an incense to Toil is the smell of the loam On the last load home. ?John Charles McNeill. ?mini ?*??*?***+?++HH44 !! ? ? !! :; The Choice ? of a i:*j; Destiny. \\'\\ J , J | By Florence V. Meed- < ? , , ? <?<????>??? ' 11111111111 m*i 11:1111 n ?'' There's no denying that Frances is the life of this club, and it won't ho half so much fun to go without her!" said Mariatu Ward. "That's so," agreed Ruth Pember and Alice Bean, and the other five girls nodded their heads in doleful assent. "Do you suppose it would do any good if one of us went to Frances' mother and set the case urgently be fore her?" The faces of the girls brightened preceptibly. but a frown between Marion's eyes deepened a little. "I am impressed with the brilliancy of my suggestion as muct as any of you," she went on, after a moment's pause, "but who is going to be the spokesman? Mrs. Mattocks is a dear, and I'd be awfully proud of her if she were my mother: but she Is so dignified and sad and knows so much that I confess I'm a wee hit afraid of her. You know they say she can pick up a Vergil and read it right off, and it's been thirty years since ! she went to school'" Ruth Pember, who could not oven remember' her yesterday's review les son, clasped her dog-eared copy of that poet with a groan. "I move we go in a body, and that Miss Marian Ward be appointed to present.?" "I? Mercy, no! I decline the honor emphatically. You do it, Ruthie, dear. You have such a sweet voice and such > an insinuating way of twining your self round one's affections,'' sairiMar ian, In honeyed tones. Ruth titled her pretty head in af fected scorn. "I presume that might be termed a polite way of calling one a serpent," she retorted. "I am quite impervious to your flattery, Miss Ward, but, ac customed to being ground under the heel of the oppressor. I meekly sub mit. I'll do anything if only Frances can go. Come, then, before my courage weakens;" and the eight members of the "Nine-Pin Club" turned toward the Mattocks home. As they were ushdred into the lib- : rarv a young girl rose from the lounge i to greet them. There were marks of recent tears round her eyes, and a j grieved ajmost a surly expression, spoiled the beauty of the fresh young face. "I can't go. girls." she began Ruth interrupted her: "Perhaps you can We've come eight strong, tct plead for you. Even the hardest heart muBt soften at the sight of so much i beauty in distress." She tried to speak ligh'.ly and nat urally. but her manner seemed forced. \nd she started nervously as there ! was a sound of the soft rustling of a woman's skirts in the hall, and Mrs. , Mattocks entered the room She was a slender little woman, the pallor of her face intensified by the simple J widow's dress she wore. About her delicate mouth were lines of fatigue 4 as well as of decision, and the girls wisely surmised that the matter oc- | eupying their thoughts had already been discussed between Frances and her mother. xxeveruieiesH* aj^ s. a : 'iochs nan scarcely concluded her greetings be fore Ruth burst forth impetuously: "O Mrs. Mattocks, can't you let dances go just this once? We are going to have such a lovely time, and It will be so incomplete without her. Just think how kind it is of Mrs. Pow ers to invite the whole club to the con cert! All our mothers have said we may go. Mama didn't want me to at first, because it was in the middle of the week, but I teased her into it-" It was Mrs. Mattock's turn to flush slightly. "I have no wish or intention to ! appear to criticize your mothers' ac- ' tions by mine, and I am very sorry to disappoint you, as well as Frances, but 1 cannot think it best to allow her to go It comes Wednesday even ing, and Frances has several Import ant lessons to prepare for Thursday." There was a finality about Mrs. Mattocks's words, and especially her I manner, that was extremely discourag ing 1o further argument, and the girls drew an Inward breath of relief when Mrs. Mattocks tactfully changed the J subject to one less personal. A notlcable air of restraint prevaded the room, however, and scarcely had the dcor closed behind the last one of the "Nine Pins" before Frances again threw herself down on the couch. "You have no idea how hard It is for me, mother!" she walled, her head burled in the sofa pillows. "Every day after school the girls go down to Drew's for ice-cream or up to Ruth's and have a gay time, while I have to leave then: and trudge home to say those stupid lessons to Professor Sbaw Then the evenings are full of good times, and T am never In ttiern - | There was a note of resentment in the young voice, and the mother's | face contracted as If with physical \ pain. "You can go out any Friday evening." she said, gently. "Yes, but the things 1 want most te go to always seem to come in the mid dle of the week," objected Frances. "The girls are so disappointed be cause I can't go Wednesday night I don't mind so much on my own account, either, but I hate to have the girls say, or even think, unkind things of you." "They will not," replied Mrs. Mat tocks, " if they are the nice girls I wiBh and think my daughter's friends to he." The lines of decision about her mouth deepened a little and her slender figure straightened in the ehair. You are too young to go Into j so-called society in this town. The other girls are all one or two years older than you, and they do not in I tend to go to college. You do. You have a definite aim before you, and 1 j do not consider it possible for you to do justice to your work of preparation and endure the late hours and ex citement of the life that your friends lead. They cannot do good work in school, can they?" "Not first-class work," admitted Frances, slowly. She had. risen to a sitilng posture now and her tone was softer, although her eyes were averteds and her expression was still not many degrees removed from sulkiness. "But it is so hard not to do as the other girls do! "she complained. Her mother sighed. It alawys came back to the unanswerable argument, and she was tired of It all?tired men tally and nhyslcally. She leaned her head back against the chair cushion, and gazed with unseeing eyes out of the window. Perhaps, after all, she reflected, she was making a mistake with Frances. Frances was young, and entitled lo the pleasures of youth. If Charles had only lived, so that they could have talked over their daugh ter's training together! It was hard to decide what was best?alone She put out her hand involuntarily, as if to meet the firm, warm pressure that j had never failed her In the past. Of nnc tklno ohn n'OC cure Uowoirow that the school and social life could not be combined.. That she had done wisely In forcing Frances into the former she was not so sure. It suddenly occurred to her that this "going away to college" was not Frances' ambition?It was hers! From the time that Frances lay, a baby, in her arms she had dreamed and plan ned for the college education that had been denied to herself. She had even ! laid aside or a graduating dress the beautiful pineapple tissue her sister i had brought her from China, and re joiced in the delicate fairness of her little daughter as she lovingly fingered the rich blue of the filmy texture. It was she, not Frances, who had sent, for and poured over the cat a logues of the various colleges for women. She had been especially at tracted by this new principle of self government that was proving such a success In the colleges; it was so conducive to self-restraint, self-re liauce, and- the finest things that go tc make up character. She wondered how Frances would thrive under it? Frances, who had had everything de elded for her all her happy, sheltered life, from the choice of a college tc that of a pair of gloves! Perhaps, very likely, she had not done her duty by the child in making her so dependent. Perhaps?and the mother's heart contracted at the | thought?Frances was not worthy of j the high calling of a college education. I so wonderful a thing did not seem to i the knowledge-hungry sonl of the j woman. Suddenly her nebulous thoughts I crystallized into a definite resolve: | she would put her daughter to the test, and see of what stufT she was made. She rose to her feet, and to her own amazement her voice rang clear and steady through the quiet room: "Frances, I have a proposition to make to you. You are old enough now to realize something of the value - of an education, and I refuse ever J again to be made so unhappy or make 1 yon so unhappy as we have been today ! You are old enough to take something j of responsibility upon your shoulders. ; I will either send you through college, or I will take the money your oduca ; ticn would cost, buy yo i pretty clothes, give you a big comming-out pariy, and furl her your social career in every way 'possible. 'You may take "yout | choice." Frances raised her startled ejrrs, 1 an.i her cheeks turned front pink to 1 white and back to a deeper pink again Br mother gazed at her in ] silefice, and her heart seemed to pause in Its beating. The slender ! hand resting on the table trembled a little. Her very soul looked forth : from her eyes in love and anguished | pleading, and into the eyes of the girl there suddenly sprang responsive ?a woman's soul! Frances threw herself at het mother's feet and elat-ped her knees, haif-laughing, half-sobhlng. PVtrgLve me. darling!" she chled. "I am not half good enough or clever enough to - by your daughter?sometimes I can't j believe I ntu,?but at any rate 1 have i just enough sense to choose? the col- , lege!"?Youth's Companion. . I London Street Waif. In spite of nil the compassion legiti mately excited on his behalf, the Ivon- j don street child seldom looks upon himself as an object cf pity. He has an unfailing fund of good spirits, a ! well developed sense of humor, and a boundless capacity for 'getting en- , joyment out of the most unpromising materials.?Manchester Orardlan. THE WORLD'S GREATEST MARKET. NUN I NOVGOROD RUSSIA FAIR IN ITS OLD GLORY. Remarkable Gathering of Mussulmans of Russian Empire?Shrewdness of the Tartars?How Scales Are Made ?Fair Grounds in a Mud Flat Along the Volga?Picturesque Dress of Attendants. I>uring the last two anil a half years neither the Herman comercial travel ler nor his wares have had much I'-hanee to Ret along the Siberian rail road. Now that the twin line of i steel, running for six thousand miles from Moscow to Valdivostok, is free from the conveyance of troop*, the Siberian towns, which have been starv ing for goods, are demanding large supplies and speedy deliveries. In the disturbed condition of the country, however, (Jqrmun Arms have shown no eagerness to risk the lives of their travellers in a region where the value of life is decreasing!)' regarded, nor to forward goods for which there is a very problematic prospect of pay ment. Accordingly,Mahomet has had to come to the mountain, and this j season writes Foster Fraser in the ' Landau Standard, Nijni Novgorod is j basking in its old glory. The fair has provided opportunity I for a remarkable gathering?a con I gress representing twenty million Mua j sulmans in the Russian Umpire?Mos- ; I lems from south Russia, men who have I taken to the garb and customs of the West, and who, with their hair cropped a la Francaise and imperials, dark gray lounge jackets and patent leather boots, might easily he mistaken for Parisians; Moslems from Mongolia and Bokhara, men slim and sallow and sedate, with shaven heads and henna dyed beards; men in long flowing and embroidered sheepskin coats, boots of red and turbans of green, who, for sitting, find the floor more comfortable I than chairs. The Tartars are the cleverest mer chants who come to Nijni Novgorod I Whether it be in the selling of "over- I land" tea?believed by the Muscovite to have been brought by caravan from China, but whilch has been sent around by ship to Odessa and trained to Ni jni?or in making a fuss with precious stones which he hints have been stolen from the mines, and therefore are to be obtained as a bargain, but which are imitation, made in a Parisian fae- j ! tcry, the Tartar scores. He stands by his shed or stall, look- , i ing cold and grimy, his fur cap down 1 1 over his ears and his hands hid in the i sleeves of his skin coat, which is badly I | tanned and most unappetizing in odor, j He has wondrous stacks of skins, from : siilver fox down to rat. You can walk j the better part of a mile past shops 1 crowded with skins, most requiring to be cured. For a year Siberia is hunt- | I ed for skins to supply the Nijni Nov- i i gorod mart. The tribes of the north j I stalk in th? winter; colonies of polit- | I ical exiles have sometimes little other j means of winning a livelihood than by ' getting skins. Over hundreds of miles of trackless j snow the skins are hauled till a river j is reached. Then by boat they are j brought to some place where the St- j berian railway can be touched or arc ' taken to some affluent of the Volga. J The Tartar merchant has his buyers everywhere. In his slothful but still methodical way he meets the skins at certain points and arrives at Nijni Novgorod with perhaps a couple of thousand pounds worth of goods. The market is conducted on strictly ' Eastern princ iples. There is no fixed price. Everything is worth what it will fetch. The Tartar asks twice | as much as a thing is worth, aware all | the time that you know he is asking 1 double what he will accept. You I offer half what the thing is worth. > aware that he knows that you intend ! to increase the offer. So, much time ! is wasted by him regretfully lowering his price and you grudgingly raising your offer, until at the end you come | very near ir not actually to the price you both know to be about right. There are splashes of tne plctur e-que about the people who attend tbl fair. They have come from all points of the compass, by the slow and dirty Russian trains, by the huge, commodi ous. shallow draughted, naptha driven Volga boata?quite as big as the notor ious floating towns on American stream*?and by caravan. Russians from (he towns are dressed in the European style, on the German model; Russians from the country are in wide trousers and top boots, flapping red thirls and thick belts; they are bearded while the hair is cropped short and the buck of the neck shaved; their women are plain, stout, flgurless, and have rhawla tied about their heads. There are the brown cloaked, sheep skin hatted Persians from below the Caucasus mountains; there are al mond eyed Mongols, shrivel faced and wisp whiskered; there are tawny Ru riats ami gay robed men lrom Rok hara; there are innumerable Tartars, some accompanied by their women folks; fat, swaddled, wearing collar box hats of \eivct decorated with pea rla. The fair grounds is a mud fiat lying across the Volga from N'ijni Novgorod I roper There are rows upon rows j of cheap brick sheds, one story high, j yellow ochred. with a pavement of i sorts. The roadway, onee cobbled. Is ! a mass of disgiistlag mire. Peasant carters. In charge of Inconsequent ; 1 teams hauling miscellaneous merchan dise, yell and bawl. A ioltlng drosky ' attempting to dash by splashes the ' uniform of a Russian officer with filth 1 and as the Russian language is well ' stored with expletives th"re Is violent cursing. Rusian s-'ldi-rs. unwashed 1 and In unkempt clothing, trudge sui l?nly In the gutter. carrying big loaves of black bread under their ox tors. A cadaverous, long haired, black , gowned priest goes hurrying by. Old 1 women cross themselves and young j men spit on the ground. A bttnrh of I porcine Chinese in blue jackets and ! wlni swinging pigtails come over the bridge front Chinatown, where all the buildings hHve eaves that leer, and on the doors are painted rampant dragons of fearfttl design. Intended to frighten away thieves?which they probably do Tinkle, tinkle and an awkward heave and bump electric tra invar comes fizz ling along. Some Moslems are Sucins the east, I fancying they look toward Mecca, which they do not. and are performing ? their devotions in the street. Moscow ! merchants arc In an adpolning cafe, , and a gramophone blares "I wouldn't j leave my little wooden hut for you." There is the constant click of the j ahactts -beads on wires, on which vv< ] learned to count as children, and with | out which the Rusisan, Inheriting its use from Tartar ancestors, cannot re< kon how many two ami three totnl A playbill on the side of a rickety kiosk announces a performance?In Russian, of course?of "The Geisha." Nowhere have I seen such a jostling of Kast and Wert One likes to think Nijni Novgorod | fnir Is Oriental. It Is customary to i associate the Orient with the dazzling. Hut there is nothing daubing about the fair. The Eastern rractlee is fol lowed of having all the shops selling particular wares In one district. 1 looked for old silver and found curt loads of crude Austrian electroplate I sought antique rugs and got a head- , ache looking at the vile, highly colored and grotesquely i>attorno.l mats manu- I fat tured in German Poland. The only | embroideries were Imitation rubbish ' from Switzerland. In a dirty cafe I ' did come across some melancholy Per sians who had turquoise and opa\ stones to sell, and we spent a tainj afternoon In haggling. i ci mere is a lusctnatlon 111 the nui! titudc of articles. At times one can , imagine that all the manufactures of i shoddy articles have dumped the'r | things on Volga-side. Try to picture a third of a mile of tombstones for I sale?though, Hibernian like, most ol the stones are of wood. Here the merchant from the far interior may | acquire a really striking monument ! which will make him the envy of his t neighbors who have never been to the j fa r. A whole street is devoted to [ the sale of ikons, pictures of saints set out in Uyzantine style in flaming j gilt, and to he found irt every Russian | house in the right hand corner at the ' upper end of the room. There are streets sacred to the sale I of Russain boots?there must be mil- | lions of them. Battalions of sacks j laden with raisins block one thorough fare: another road is a maze of bales of wool. A row of shops is given up ] to the sale of umbrellas, aud there is merriment watching the astonished j countenance of a simple peasant wo j man having an umbreiia opened in her ! face for the first time. Miles upon j miles of cotton goods are here, with j no nonsensical half shades ghaut them i but strong and unmistakable reds and j greens and blues and yellows. Half | a street is given up to cheap German j toys. in the centre of the fair is a large i red brick arcade with sitops selling I the usual tinsel and evpenslve things. ; with the usual baud playing in the l afternoon, and the usual row of wooden , faced individuals sitting on benches i and stlidly enjoying the music. There ! is the usual pestering by importunate dealers. And there are literally bit- | lions cf postcards. Hast evening at sundown I climbed | the hill of the quaint walled fortress which guards Nijni Novgorod. The ; failing sun was burnishing the dooines i of innumerable churches, a hundred j sweet toned bells, beaten with wooden j hammers, made the evening melodious. There was the heavy tramp of full kilted Russian soldiers mounting the J hill to the fortress; there was the dis- j tant babel of a city doing business at the top of its voice; down below on the Volga was the scurrying of tug- ! boats hauling mammoth cattle boats J and snakelike rafts into place, and j (he constant shrill warning hoots of the sirens; away eastward, Siberia ward, stretched a flat and unbroken 1 land to the very horizon, with a low- I ering purple sky deadening to black j - ... Mending Day in Labrador. The following morning Duncan an nounced thai It would be necessary for him to mend his sealskin boots j befare beginning the day's work. He had pretty nearly worn them out on the sharp rocks on the portages The rest of us were well provided , with oil-tanned moccasins (sometimes i ailed laiigans or shoe-packs), which experience has taught me are the best lootw ar for a journey like ours Pete's khaki trousers were badly torn the day b< fore by brush and were | pretty ged, and he wished time to mend taern, so I gave the men a little while in which to make necessary re pairs before breaking camp. Richards and Easton wore Mackinaw trousers This cloth had not withstood the hard usage of Labrador travel a week, and both men, when they had a spare hour, occupied it in sewing on can j vas patches, until now there was al- ' most as much canvas patch us Mack- ' Inaw cloth in these garments. Rich , trds, however, carried an extra pair \ ;?f moleskin trousers, and I wore mole skin. This latter material Is the best ibUinublc. so far as my experience ?oes, Tor rough traveling in the brush ind my yrousers stood the trip with aut one small patch until winter came - Dillon Wallace in "Tlje Long Labra- ! Jor TraiL:' in Tip- Outing Magazine ' |Aterestii^r Grls Worry College Faculty. Girls never seem to have common sense where fashion is concerned, and the college maid is no exception. The faculty of Wellesley College is predict ing awful things unless the students of that institution can he made to have common sense. Lingerie waists, they say. should be banned in winter weather, but the fashion is dying hard, and the crisp north wind has not forc ed the Wellesley girls to put on more substantial garments. There is worry among their elders, too, about the fact that most of the young women scorn to wear rubber overshoes. Still, who can correct girls to be sensible when the god Fashion Is of another mind?? The New York Press. Fussy Mothers. Children are often worried because their mothers are too attentive and continually reprove the small ones without reason. A child should be left alone, and be allowed to play or amuse itself In its own way without the constant direction of a nervous mother. A boy, for example, enjoys more a few simple toys and something which his own Ingenuity has worked out than the most elaborate plaything w hlch has b< en bought. In the same way tne little girl will lavish her af fections on a misshapen doll, probably made at home, while the most artistic production of the toy shop will He In stale, to be taken up on rare occa sions. Keep children well, clothe them sensibly, let them understand they are to amuse themselves, and don't "furs'' at theni. Bustling Dc Stael. In my Inst letter I mentioned going to visit Mme. de Stael. She was just going out as 1 got to the door, and but for Mr. Rogers, who was coming out as I went in, I should not have gained admittance. There were many persons with her, and she was run ning about and talking as fast us pos siole. Her dress and manners are very extraordinary. The news of Lord Wellington's victory had Just arrived, and she descanted upon it with much animation. I cannot better describe to you the bustle she makes than by saying that, leaving her, the streets of Jxmdon seemed solitary; for, as to noise and hurry and. rapidity in the succession of events, there is as much difference between her room and them as between them and the park at Buis trode.?The Athenaeum. Nervousness. A scientific journal published re cently timely remarks on what it calls "house nerve's.'" that is to say, the low spirits and brooding, irritable, mor bid habit of stay-at-home gr sedentary people. Women, especially women who are delicate and afraid to go out owing to the weather, arc those who suffer most from their power of will. "A woman who studies herself, her wants and desires, her ailments and loneliness, is on a fair road to an asylum, did she but know it." Imagi native children have a tendency in the same direction, and, should be sent to play with merry companions. The cure of "house nerves" is very simple if people would only follow it. It does not lie In medicine or doctors, but in visiting others, long walks in the open air and sunshine, repression of every morbid thought, as it arises, or expulsion of it by thinking of a necessary duty, and gaiety, or inno cent amusements. Woman That Saves Time. The business man who is shaved, has his nails manicured and his shoes shincd while he reads the morning's news, does not surpass the business woman by any means when it comes to saving time, according to a stenog rapher. "This morning my employer showed that it is not necessary for a business woman to waste money-making tinfe while she is beautifying h<?self," she said. "When she came into the office she asked me to gather up the morn ing's nihil and follow her. A few blocks away from our office building she entered a beauty parlor, where she sat down to wait. By the time her turn to be treated came she had fin ished half the dictation and completed the other half while the man was nwnxelling her hair. You see she has so many engagements and business matters to attend to that she would have either to appear slipshod in her appearance or neglect her correspon dence. But being thord^ghly business like, she does neither. So far as I know, she has introduced a new wrin kle into the business woman's life." The Wife's Influence. Every married woman, no matter how limited her life may seem, no matter how shut up she may be in the nursery or the kitchen, has a means of contact with the gi at wtrid in the man who goes out Into it?nas a means of influence on it through him Seen or unseen, it is there. The man who is happy in Hits home carries th? atmosphere of it with him?he is him self more in touch with others be cause of it. In this day and age, when so many women are seeking scope for their powers in arts and professions and business careers, there are some | who realize that in their marriage there is the very widest scope?wom en who put the enthusiasm, the brain power, the artistic perception, the clear-sighted effort into their profes sion as wives and mothers, mistresses of households These are the women who use their brains and their souls to love with, as well as their hearts, and who wield an extraordinary far reaching power all (he greater becauss that power is the last thing they are thinking of, or seek to attain That intangible thing that we call the Spirit of the Home walks abroad with every member of it. The "nice" chil dren in school gravitate Instantly to ward the children of that household gravitate toward the house itself be | cause there is something there that they need.?Mary Stewart Cutting, in Harper's Bazar. Women as Skippers. Sir Thomas Lipton's latest role 1ft as an ardent advocate of the woman skipper and sailor. "There is no reason why women should not make capable sailing mas ters, or sailors either, for that mat ter," said the genial Irish baronet, the other day in Philadelphia, "and," lie added, in a burst of admiring candor, "if I could find enough women sailors | to handle my next cup challenger 1 I should engage them. In that event i I should regard the cup as won in ad 1 Perhaps this last touch of gallantry was the direct inspiration of the lun> choon Sir Thomas had Just eaten in his own honor at the instance of Ran dall Morgan, of the Sleepy City, whose daughter. Miss Jane Morgan, is one of the few women in the world who hold mariners' certificates. Sir Thom as' characterization of Philadelphia girls as "the best, prettiest, apparent ly the most Independent of any I have ever met with even in America," may be directly traceable to the same source. At all events. Sir Thomas went on - to say with apparent seriousness that the calling of the mariner was one which he was surprised to find more women did not follow. "From all that 1 hear," he said, "Miss Morgan is a most capable skip per, and she should be proud of her knowledge of a profession where it has often been a surprise to me that women did not take a more active , tort. You can put me down as an en thusiastic supporter of women skip pers. " You know they actually say that 1 am on the lookout for a life long skipper of that kind myself," and his eyes twinkled merrily. Colonel Nelll of Glasgow, who accompanied ; Sir Thomas to this country, says the possibility of marrying an American i girl is the one subject of which Sit r Thomas fights shy. It makes Sir Thomns blush so much that he (Col onel Neill) is beginning to believe there must be something in it. Fashion Notes. Pointed fox is one of the fashion able furs. A late idea is the application of plaid silk folds to tiny checked silks Sleeves continue to show a slight tendency to enlargement in the upper part. Brown and white checked velvet is one of the favorites for afternoon gowns. Mink or sable makes up the richest of the stoles, for the stripes go pretty together. Lovely tones in cloth and velv ' | owe their origin to the shades of d? i ing foliage. Shapely little panels of transverse ly-tucked silk are inserted in a stylish pony coat for a school girl. The new short untipped vamp tends to make the foot look smaller and foi that reason is very popular. Of the very expensive pelts, chin chilla, ermine and silver fox are pop ular. and zibtlinei or sable, immensely SO. A choice dress pattern is of ivory white Japanese hand loom cos grain I silk, hand embroidered with chrysan themums. Caracui, which will be more and j moro a la mode, possesses this pecul i iarlty. its curls are flatter than those ' of the breitschwanz. Velveteen and cordu">y are also going into the walking suits, the smartest of which for youthful figures are a good two or three inches from the floor. Embroidered vests and tucked I chemisette effects appenr upon some | of the uew Short matinees. The vests ' leavo the neck low, but the chemisette ! style affords protection for the dell j cafe throat.