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Show Rome gircle. Pretty Is That Pretty Des. The suidfr wears a plain brown dress, And she is a steady spinner; , To see her, quiet as a mouse, Going about her silver house. You would never, never, never guess The way she gets he. dinner. She looks as if no thought of ill In all her life had stirred her; But while she moves with careful tread. And while she spins her silken thread. She is planning, planning:, planning still The way to do some murder. My child, who reads this simple lay. With eyes drown-dropt and tender, Remember the old proverb savs That pretty is that pretty does, And that work does not go nor stay For poverty nor splendor. 'Tis not the house and noth the dress That makes the saint or sinner. To see the spider sit and spin, Shut with her walls of silver in, lou would liever, never, never ijucss The way she gets her dinner. Alice Carey. Origin of "Dixie's Land." The original song, "Dixie's Land," was composed in 1859 by Daniel Em-mett Em-mett as a "walk around" for Bryant's minstrels. Mr. Emmett frequently heard the performers in a circus make the remark. "I wish I 'was in Dixie," as soon as the northern climate began to be too severe for the tent life which they followed. This expression suggested the song "Dixie's Land." It made a hit at once in New York and was speedily carried to all parts of the Union by numerous bands of wandering minstrels. In the fall of 1860 Mrs. John Wood sang it in New Orleans in the burlesque of "Pocahontas," "Po-cahontas," and before a week had passed the whole city had taken it up. A New Orleans publisher saw possibilities possi-bilities in the music, and, without the authority of the composer, had the air harmonized and rearranged, issuing it with words embodying the strong southern feeling then existing in New Orleans. "Collection" and 'Offering." I went to church not long ago, says a writer in the Albany Journal, and heard the following tale given in explanation ex-planation of the words "collection" and "offering," and the difference between be-tween them: A certain small boy had a dog which he had named Fido. One day at dinner din-ner the boy's father noticed him taking tak-ing the best of the portion of roast beef which had fallen to his lot and placing it on another plate. Upon inquiry the father learned that the meat was for the dog Fido. "My son," said papa, "it would be better if you ate that meat yourself and gave Fido some of the scraps which are left." The boy protested, but the father was obdurate. At the conclusion of the meal the boy took out to Fido a plate heaped with scraps of the roast. "Here. Fido," said the boy; "I wanted want-ed to make you an offering, but here Is only a collection." Technical Training. There is a great deal written and said, in our day, about technical training train-ing for the boys; but it scarcely ever crosses the minds of these advanced educationalists to think of technical training for the girls. It is a delightful delight-ful thing to have a young girl fully educated; ed-ucated; her music is charming; her painting is beautiful; her literary acquirements ac-quirements are elevating. It is also very nice for her to have a smattering of botany, and geology, and astronomy, and chemistry, and even philosophy. But these are attainments that presuppose pre-suppose either a teacher's vocation, or else a parent's wealth, in order that they can ever be of any practical use. The vast majority of girls in our day have to become bread-earners at a comparatively early aga. They go out of school to go into the factory, or the office: they go out of the factory, or the office, to go into a home, as the mother and head of a family. What on earth can they know "about housekeeping, housekeep-ing, about the duties of a wife, or of a mother, or of a housekeeper? - They have just learned enough to unsuit them for their destined place-in life, and not enough to be of any use either to themselves or others. What if a little technical training were introduced into the schools for young girls? Montreal Mon-treal True Witness. Famous Irish Diana. The beautiful Countess Annesley is one of the most charming and brilliant of Irish peeresses. She is. a keen sportswoman, and noted as a follower of Isaak Walton's gentle art, and yet, before her marriage she spent most of her time in the wards of the greater Dublin hospitals, delighting the patients pa-tients with her cheery presence and sweet voice. Even now she always makes a point of visiting her old haunts when she happens to be in or near Dublin, and she is literally worshipped wor-shipped by the Irish poor. Castlewel-lan. Castlewel-lan. Lord and Lady Annesley's Irish seat, is one of the most splendid places in the. United Kingdom, and is situated in the heart of the Mourne mountains. It was while staying there that she is able to enjoy her love of fishing, a number of Loch Leven trout being yearly transported to the picturesque lake which forms the most remarkable feature of the grounds. Lord and Lady Annesley are almost as fortunate in their London house, Annesley lodge, occupying oc-cupying a unique station near the Regent's Re-gent's park and boasting of a lovely town garden. Nee Armytage-Moore, the young countess... is her husband's second wife, She is notably fond of her two stepchildren, of whom Lady Mabel is only just "out," while- Lord Glerawly is but 16. Her own two little girls, Lady Clare and Lady Constance, bid fair to become in time as lovely as their mother. "Very Respectfully Yours." "There is one absurdity," said a veteran vet-eran department clerk, "in our methods meth-ods of correspondence that strikes me every time I have occasion to use the time-worn expression, as supremely ridiculous. In concluding a letter we invariably express ourselves as being 'very respectfully yours,' no matter whether the person addressed is a horse thief in Jail, or a wandering tramp or a member of congress, or the president of a university. To believe the written words, signed with the name of the head of the bureau or department he is filled with profound respect for them all But even this is an improvement on the style in vogue with our ancestors ances-tors of. say a century ago, when an almost al-most Chinese manner of self-abasement was the rule in both business and society so-ciety correspondence. 'Your much humble hum-ble and obedient servant -to command' was the usual expression in concluding a letter, whether it was refusing a loan to an impecunious loafer, or requiring instant payment of a debt under penal-. ty of-arrest. It, meant, nothing then any more than our universal "very respectfully re-spectfully does" now. Why not dispense dis-pense with the whole business and sign official and formal letters without this meaningless formula that . deceives ' no one. Here is an opportunity for some independent official of the government to make a' reputation by sweeping out of existence this effete survival of the subserviency that characterized the untitled un-titled oi polloi of the olden time when addressing their noble superiors. As we are all sovereigns we would then truly rank with the imperial and royal highnesses of Europe whose names are attached to communications they deign to sign without this flummery." New i Century. How to Avoid Dyspepsia. Probably eight out of ten people suffer suf-fer from dyspepsia more or less frequently. fre-quently. Well, nearly every one eats too fast. Breakfast is bolted in order to catch the train. Luncheon is gobbled up for no other reason than that every one else is doing the same. Dinner is generally gen-erally taken in to great a hurry. Now, no one who values health should ever hurry over meals. Take breakfast quietly, and never mind the newspaper. Rest , for a few minutes before rising- from the table, and walk leisurely to the station. Don't hurry over luncheon, and let it be something digestible and nourishing. nourish-ing. Take dinner very slowly. And never drink tea or coffee very hot, or water very cold. If you follow these rules the chances are ten to one that you will never suffer suf-fer from dyspepsia. If, through neglect of these rational precautions, you have got your stomach stom-ach into a bad condition, the easiest and most effectual way to restore it is to wash it out before each meal. You do not want a stomach pump for this operation. All that is necessary is to dissolve about a dessert spoonful of ordinary salt in a pint, or somewhat less, of warm water, and drink it forty-five minutes or an hour before meals. This not only washes the stomach, but tones it up. And one week's trial of the remedy rem-edy will usually cure the worst dyspepsia. dys-pepsia. Of course, when the ailment is due to gastric ulcers or some such serious disease, home remedies are of j no avail. . . . iftax O'Reill's Advice. In one of his books Max O'Rell, the witty Frenchman, gives the following advice: "If you are bald, never make love to a woman taller than you. Looked at from below, you are all right. "Never let your lady love see you without a collar; no not even .the very wife of your bosom. A man's head without a collar is like a bouquet without a holder. "Never marry a woman richer than you, one taller than you or one older than you. Be always gently superior to your wife in fortune, In size and in age, so that in every possible way she may appeal to you for help or protection, protec-tion, either through your purse, your strength or your experience in life. Marry her at an age that will always enable you to play with her all the different dif-ferent characteristic parts of a husband a chum, a lover, an adviser, a protector pro-tector and just a tiny suspicion of a father." An Emperor's Advice. The German emperor ascribes his good health and vigor to the advice given to him by his favorite doctor, and he has learned by. heart the lat-ter's lat-ter's "rule of life," which is as follows: fol-lows: "Eat fruit for breakfast. Eat fruit for lunch. Avoid pastry and hot cakes. Only take potatoes once a day. Don't drink tea or coffee." Walk four miles every day, wgt, or fine. Takq a bath every day. Wash the face every night in warm water. Sleep eight hours every night." |