THE RURAL NEW-YORKER 
bly good quality of kid glove can be purchased 
for 50 cents. Of course, these gloves are inferior 
In finish and In shape, but still they are service¬ 
able for second best. The much advertised lisle- 
thread gloves with openworked wrists, are very 
pretty—In boxes at the store counter, but have 
a most slovenly effect on the hand. A lisle-thread 
glove to be at all presentable, should fit the hand 
as snugly as possible, and as the openwork does 
away with buttons, there Is nothing to draw 
the gloves Into shape and they hang loosely 
around the wrists reminding the beholder of 
the tidy effect produced by stockings down at the 
heel. 
Mbs. Lester, Racine, Wls.—I would strongly 
recommend you to purchase a bourette grenadine. 
The prettiest styles come la grey,'dashed with 
some bit of bright color. They retail at 30 cents 
per yard, and are unusually wide. The objection 
to eheap black grenadine Is that they so soon be¬ 
come rusty-looklng, and when once they’ve lost 
their pristine blackness they are the most, de¬ 
jected looking of fabrics, and give the wearer an 
air of shabbiness. 
Miss Lacka Stockton, Shelter island.—Passa¬ 
bly good stockings are offered as low as 25 cents 
per pair, one firm selling one-half dozen pair reg¬ 
ular made for $1 .00 ; but of course this class of 
good3 Is not to he compared, la appearance with 
those which command higher prices. A beauti¬ 
ful quality of balbrlgan stockings, extra long, with 
silk clocks, is sold at 43 cents per pair. Fancy 
colored stockings bring fancy prices. Some de¬ 
signs are very beautiful, whilst others are corre¬ 
spondingly ugly. Lisle thread come at $1.IS per 
pair. Dainty openworked atocktngs can be had 
at so cents per pair ; hut as durability is not one 
of their characteristics, they are a rather expen¬ 
sive Investment for those who can’t afford to In¬ 
dulge In “ pedal" extravagances. 
Jennie Lee, Berkshire Hills, Mass.—All white 
hats are very much worn, but unless one has an 
exceptionally igood complexion they are ex¬ 
tremely unbecoming; and beside, they are so 
“dressy” as to require a handsome costume 
throughout. A cheap dresa fabric, however taste¬ 
fully made, Is not a suitable “ accompaniment ” 
for a white hat, unless the hat Is trimmed with 
Quaker-llke simplicity. 
Hats and Bonnets.—So many inquiries about 
head-covering have been received that I’ve de¬ 
cided to give an Illustrated article on fashiona¬ 
ble millinery In our next Issue, and answer all the 
fair querists at one time. 
Comodones OH. Black Worms.— The presence of 
these Indicates a lack of activity in tne skin. 
Turkish or sulphur baths are beneficial in re¬ 
moving all impurities of the skin, aud where these 
are not obtainable, an ordinary sweat bath is a 
tolerably good substitute. Washing the parts 
affected with white castlle soap, allowing the 
soap to dry on it is recommended, as is also a 
wash of 36 grains of sub-carbonate of soda In 
eight ounces of distilled water, periumed with 
six drachma of essence of roses. Another remedy 
which must be used with great care, Is to touch 
the head of each worm with a fine hair pencil 
dipped tn acetic acid. Pimples, worms and all 
skin disfigurements are the result of 111 health, 
Improper diet or of Impure air. The skin Is very 
sensitive to such influences, and physical sickness 
or mental depression make 3ad havoc with the 
complexion. 
civil rights, but I Cannot pass to the considera¬ 
tion ofithe Incidental and minor causes of the 
outrages upon them, without recording my con¬ 
viction that the political disabilities under which 
the whole sex still labors, though apparently a 
light burden on the higher and happier ranks, 
presses down more and more heavily through the 
lower strata of society In growing deconsldera- 
tlon and contempt, unreUeved (as It Is at higher 
levels) by other influences on opinion. Finally, 
at the lowest grade of all. It exposes women 
to an order of insults and wrongs which are never 
inflicted by equals upon an equal, and can only 
be paralleled by the oppressions of a dominant, 
caste or race over their helots. Man alone claims 
to hold bis mate In subjection, and to have the 
right while he lives, and even after he dies, to 
rob a mother of her child; and man, who has lost 
the spontaneous chivalry of the lion and the dog, 
needs to be provided with laws which may do 
whatever It lies with laws to effect, to form a 
substitute for such chivalry. Alas! Instead of 
such, he has only made for himself laws which 
add legal to natural disabilities, and glue arti¬ 
ficial strength to ready-constituted prepotence. 
BRIC-A-BRAC. 
WANTED. 
Stokes for the ladder of fame. 
Teeth for the mouth of a river. 
Gloves for the hands of a clock. 
Mold for growing flowers of speech. 
Elbctbicity for thunders of applause. 
A handkerchief for the weeping-willow, 
CONDUCTED BY MISS FAITH RIPLEY. 
BEAUTIES OF ENGLISH LITERATURE 
A pretty deer is dear to me, 
A hare with downy hair, 
A hart I love with all my heart, 
But barely bear a bear. 
’Tis plain that no one takes a plane. 
To bare a pair of pears, 
Although a rake may take a rake 
To tear away the'tarea. 
Sol's rays raise thyme, time razes all, 
And through the whole holes wears. 
A scribe in writing right may write 
To write and still be wrong; 
For write and rite are neither right. 
And don’t to right belong. 
Robertson is not Robert’s son. 
Nor did he rob Burt's son, 
But Robert’s sun is Robin's sun. 
And everybody’s sun. 
Beer often brings a bier to man, 
Coughing ft coffin brings, 
And too much ale will make us ail. 
As well aa other things. 
The person lies who says ho lies 
When he is not reclining; 
And when consumptive folks decline, 
They all decline declining. 
Quails do not quail before a storm, 
A bough will bow before it; 
We cannot rein the rain at all. 
No earthly power reigns o’er it. 
The dyer dyes awhile, then dies— 
To dye he'B always trying: 
Until upon his dying bed 
He thinks no more of dyeing. 
A son of Mar* mars many a son, 
All Deys must have their dayB; 
And every knight should pray each night 
To Him who weighs bis ways. 
'Tis meet thnt man should mete out meat— 
To feed one’s fortunes sun; 
The fair should fare on love alone. 
Else one cannot be won. 
Alas, a lass is sometimes false, 
Of faults a maid ia made; 
Hor waist is but a barreu waste— 
Though Btayed she is not staid. 
The springs shoot forth each spring and shoots 
Shoot forward one and ail; 
Though summer kills tho flowers, it leaves 
The leaves to fall in fall 
I would a story here commence. 
But you might think it stale-. 
So we’ll suppose that we have reached 
The tail end of our tale. 
[Louisville Railway M dll. 
THE OLDEN LOVE. 
Now to thy waiting arms 
I come, my olden love. 
As oft and oft to prove 
Once more thy soothing charms. 
Against thy faithful breast 
I press my aching brow; 
A lothean solace now 
Creeps o’er me, and I rest. 
All shadowing of regret 
For what hae been, must be, 
All pain, all care, in thee 
I’ll for a while forget. 
When I read all the flne-sounding phrases per¬ 
petually repeated about the Invaluable Influence 
of a good mother over her son; how the worst 
criminals are admitted to be reclatmable If they 
ever enjoyed It; and how the virtues or the best 
and noblest men are attributed to It, as a com¬ 
monplace of biography—I often ask myself: 
“ Why, then. Is not something done to lift and In¬ 
crease, Instead of to depreciate and lower, that 
sacred Influence 7 Why are net mothers allowed 
to respect themselves, that they may fitly claim 
How is a lad to learn 
No converse shall be ours, 
But silenoe calm and deep. 
Like that when white stars keep 
Still wateh through midnight hours. 
So mutely, best, thou’lt share 
My burdens, friend long proved, 
Long cherished, and long loved— 
My dear old easy chair. 
[Boston Transcript. 
the respect of their sons? 
to reverence a woman whom he sees daily scoffed 
at, beaten, and abused, and when he knows that 
the lawB of hts country forbid her, ever and under 
any circumstances, to exercise the rights of citi¬ 
zenship ; nay, which deny to her the guardian¬ 
ship of himself —of the very child of her bosom- 
should her husband choose to hand him over to 
her rival out of the street?” 
The general depreciation of women as a sex la 
bad enough, but, In the matter we are consider¬ 
ing, the Bpeclal depreciation of wives Is more 
directly responsible for the outrages they endure. 
The notion that a man's wife la his property, m 
the sense in which his horse is his property (de¬ 
scended to us rather through the Roman law 
than through - the customs of our Teuton ances¬ 
tors), la the fatal root of Incalculable evil and 
misery. Every brutal-minded man, and many a 
man who tn other relations of life Is not brutal, 
entertains more or less vaguely the notion that 
his wife is his thing, and Is ready to ask with In¬ 
dignation (as we read again and again In the 
police reports), of any one who Interferes with his 
treatment of her, “ May I not do what I will with 
my own ?” It la even sometimes pleaded on be¬ 
half of poor men, that they possess nothing else 
but their wives, and, that, consequently, It scums 
doubly hard to meddle with the exorcise of their 
power In that narrow sphere 1 
NOT A MAREYING GIRL. 
They were seated together, side by side, on the 
sofa, In me most approved lover fashion—his arm 
encircling her taper waist, etc. 
“ Lizzie,” he said, •' you must have read my 
heart ere this; you must know how dearly I love 
you.” 
“ Yes, Fred ; you have certainly been very at¬ 
tentive,” said Lizzie. 
“ But, Lizzie, darling, do you love me ? Will 
you bo my wife 7” 
“ Your wife, Fred ! Of all things, no ! No, In¬ 
deed, nor any one else’s.” 
“ Lizzie, what do you mean ?" 
“ just what I say, Fred. I’ve two married sis¬ 
ters." 
“ Certainly 1 and Mrs. Hopkins and Mrs. Skinner 
have very good husbands, I believe.” 
“ So people say: but I wouldn’t like to stand In 
either May or Nell's shoes, that’s all." 
“ Lizzie, you astonish me,” 
“ Look here, Fred ; I have had over twenty-five 
sleigh rides this winter, thanks to you and my 
other gentleman friends.” 
Fred winced a little here, whether at the re¬ 
membrance of that unpaid livery bill, or the Idea 
of Lizzie’s sleighing with her other gentlemen 
friends I cannot positively answer. 
“ now many do you think my 3lsters have had 7 
Not the sign of one, either of them. Such pret¬ 
ty girls as Mary and Nellie were, too, and so 
much attention they used to have 1” 
“ Now, Lizzie—” 
•* I am fond of going to tUe theatre occasion¬ 
ally as well as a lecture or concert sometimes, 
and I shouldn’t like It If I proposed attending any 
such entertainment to be Invariably told that 
times were lrnrd and my husband couldn’t afford 
It, and then to have him sneak off alone.” 
“ Lizzie, Lizzie—” 
“Aud then lr once In a dog's age he did conde¬ 
scend to go with me anywhere in the evening, I 
shouldn't like to be left picking my way along the 
slippery places, at the risk of breaking my neck, 
he walking along unconsciously by my side. I 
am of a dependent, clinging nature, and I need 
the protection of a strong arm.” 
“ Lizzie, this Is all nonsense.” 
“ I’m the youngest In our family, and perhaps 
I’ve been spoiled. At all events, I know It would 
break my heart to have my husband vent all the 
lll-temper which he conceals lrom the world on 
my defenceless head.” 
“ But, Lizzie, 1 promise you that I—” 
" Oh, yes, Fred ; 1 know what you are going to 
say—that you will be different; but Mary and 
Nell have told me time and again that no better 
husbands than theirs ever lived ; no, Fred, as a 
lover, you are Just, perfect, and I shall hate aw¬ 
fully to give you up. Still, If you are bent on 
marrying, there are plenty of girls who have not 
married sisters, or who are not wise enough to 
profit by their example, if they have. And don’t 
fret about me, for I've no doubt I can And some 
one to till your place—" 
But before Lizzie had concluded, Fred made for 
the door, muttering something “ unmentionable 
to ears polite.” 
“ There!" exclaimed Lizzie, as the door closed 
with a bang. “ I knew ho was no better than the 
rest. That’s the way John and Aleck swear and 
slam doors, when things don’t go just right. He’d 
make a perfect bear of a husband, but I’m sorry 
he came to the point so soon, for he was just a 
splendid beau." 
EXTRACTS FROM 
“WIFE TORTURE IN ENCLAND.” 
BT FRANCKS POWER COBBE. 
What reason can be alleged why the male of 
the human species should be the oflly animal In 
creation which maltreats its mate, or any female 
of Its own kind ? 
With the exception, perhaps, of the seal, 
Mr. Darwin gives a sad picture of amphibious 
conjugal lire: “ As soou as a female roaches the 
shore (‘comes out,’ as we should say In * society’), 
the nearest male goes down to meet her, making 
meanwhile a noise like the ctuoklng of a hen to 
her chickens. He bows to her and coaxes her, 
until he gets between her and the water so that 
she cannot escape him. Then bis manner 
changes, and with a harsh growl he drives her to 
a place In Ms harem" (“ Descent of Man," vol !L, 
p. ?5».) What an “o’er true tale” Is this of many 
a human wooing anti ot what comes later ; the 
“ bowing and coaxing” first and the “ harsh 
growl” afterward! I am surprised Mr. Darwin 
did not derive from It an argument for the de¬ 
scent of man from tho seal. 
It Is very Instructive to watch the behavior of 
a big male dog undergoing the experience which 
Is understood to surpass the limits ot a man’s 
endurance; namely being “nagged” by a little 
vixen who stands opposite to him in an attitude 
exactly corresponding to the the “ arms akimbo” 
of her human prototype, and pours out volleys 
of barking which would obviously. In the police 
courts bo reported as “abusive language.’’ The 
much-trlod dog—let us say a retriever or New¬ 
foundland—who could annihilate his little female 
assailant—a toy terrier or Pomeranian, perhaps 
—In two mouthfuls, and who would do so lu the 
case of an enemy of Ills own sex—always on these 
occasions starts aside with well-feigned surprise, 
as It astonished at the reception ot his advances ; 
Ilf la Ills ears aa a gentleman raises his hat, and 
presently bouuds away lightly: " l beg your par¬ 
don, madam. I am tho last dog In the world to 
offend a lady!” Be It noted that if that dog had 
retreated before the bullying of another male dog, 
he would have slunk off with hts tall between 
his legs, ashamed of his own poltroonery. But 
from tho female termagant ho retires with all the 
honors of war, and with his tall held aloft like 
a standard; quite conscious that he Is acting as 
becomes a dog and a gentleman. 
• • ••••• 
Wlfe-beatlng exits in tho upper and middle 
classes rather more, I fear, than Is generally 
recognized; hut It rarely extends to anything be¬ 
yond an occasional blow or two of a not danger¬ 
ous kind. In Ms apparently most ungovernable 
rage, tho gentleman or tradesman somehow man¬ 
ages to bear In mind the disgrace ho will Incur if 
his outbreak be betrayed by his wife’s black eye 
or broken arm, and ho regulates his cuffs or kicks 
accordingly. The dangerous wife-beater belongs 
almost exclusively to the aitlsan and laboring 
classes. 
Stripped of the euphemisms of courtesy where¬ 
with we generally wrap them up, It cannot he 
denied that the sentiments ot a very large num¬ 
ber ot men toward women consist ot a wretched 
alternation of exaggerated and silly homage, and 
of no less exaggerated and foolish contempt. 
One moment on a pedestal, the next In the mire; 
the woman Is adored while she gives pleasure, 
despised tUe moment she ceases to do so. The 
proverbial difficulty of introducing a Joke Into the 
skull of a Scotchman Is nothing to that of getting 
Into the mind of such men that a woman Is a hu¬ 
man being —however humblo—not a mere adjunct 
and appendage of humanity; and that she must 
have been created, and has a right to live, for 
ends ot nor own, not for the ends or another; that 
she was made, as the old “ Westminster Cate¬ 
chism " says, “ to glorify God and enjoy Him for¬ 
ever,” not primarily or expressly to be John 
Smith’s wife aud James Smith's mother. We 
laugh at tho great engineer who gave as his 
opinion betore a royal commission that rivers 
were created to feed navigable canals; and a 
farmer would certainly bo treated as betraying 
the “ buoollc mind ” who avowed that he thought 
his horse was made to carry him to market, and 
his cat to eat his mice and his cheese; yet where 
women are concerned—beings who are understood 
to bo at least qiwud-ratlonal, and to whom their 
religion promises an Immortal life hereafter ot 
good and glory—the notion that the “ Anal cause 
of woman Is man,” seems never to strike them as 
supremely ridiculous. 
NAPOLEON AND MME. RECAMIER 
How very small and very contemptible this 
great fighting man could be is exemplified In his 
conduct to Mme. Recamler, which oven exceeded 
la baseness his persecutions of Mme. De Stael. 
The first, time Ills eyes fell upon her she Incurred 
hls Jealous anger, it was la the court of the 
Liuxembourg, on tne occasion ot the great recep¬ 
tion given him by the Directory to celebrate hls 
Italian victories. While Barras was delivering a 
long oration, she rose from her seat to obtain a 
better view of tho hero ot the clay. Clad In 
simple white, her Invariable costume,her wonder- 
rul beauty Immediately attracted all eyes, and a 
murmur ot admiration ran through the assembly. 
Bonaparte glanced sharply round to ascertain 
the cause, and hls eyes fell upon that lovely form. 
Indignant that even a woman should tor an in¬ 
stant distract the admiring gaze from him, he 
cast upon her a glauce so stem that she sank 
back Into her seat overwhelmed with confusion. 
From that hour he became her enemy. Being 
present at the trial of General Moreau, he de¬ 
manded so angrily “ What was Mme. Recamler 
doing there?" that she was counseled by her 
friends, If she had aoy regard for her safety, not 
to attend a second day. Yet the Jealous despot 
was no more Insensible to hor charms than were 
other men. 
It was at a hail given by Luolen that, she met 
him for the second and last time. She observed 
hls eagle glance following her every movement, 
and presently Fouche came up to her and whis¬ 
pered in hls bold, Insolent way, “ Madame, le 
premier' consul vous troupe charmante After 
the supper Napoleon htmselr addressed her 
brusquely with, “ Why did you not come and sit 
by me at supper? You should have done so; It, 
was your place.” The great mogul or the sultan 
ot Turkey could scarcely have been more dic¬ 
tatorial to a female subject. Through hls vile 
agent, Fouche, he made overtures to her to take 
the post of dame du Palais. “ He has never yet,” 
said Sir Pandarus, “ met with a woman worthy 
The Rev. F, W. Harper, writing to the Specta¬ 
tor of January 26 th, says, “ 1 make bold to believe 
that If ever 1 should turn into a wife I shall 
choose to be oeaten by my husband to any extent 
(short of being slain outright), rather than It 
should be said that a stranger came between ua.” 
After thus bringing to our minds the oeaungs, 
and Lickings, and blindings, and burnings, and 
“ cloggings," which sicken ua, he bids us remem¬ 
ber that the true Idea of marriage Is “tho rela¬ 
tion of Christ, to Ills Church!” It Is not for me to 
speak on this subject, but 1 should have expected 
that, a minister ot the Christian religion would 
have shuddered at the possibility of suggesting 
such a connection of ideas aa these notions In¬ 
volve. Heaven help the poor women of Durham 
and Lancashire If their clergy lead them to pic¬ 
ture a Christ resembling their husbands!—Briz- 
ish Quarterly Review. 
IN THE AVTLE-TREE. 
Right into tho heart of it,—why Robin ! 
Why, didn’t you know that tho apple-tree. 
When she gets hor wonderful, fragrant blows, 
Is a real spring-angel in white and rose ?— 
(Now hear him singing to mock at me 1) 
Why your uOHt is In there, you darling Robin, 
And your llttlu browu lady is in there too,— 
Faith ! you’ve an exquisite bridal-room, 
With a celling frescoed, in rosy bloom, 
Upon a ground of celestial blue. 
Here’s to your health, you blessed Roblu, 
And the Rcxt best thing it must surely bo 
To being an angol in bliss above, 
-To live with your little ones aud your love, 
In the heart of a blossomlug apple-tree. 
[Springjldd Republican 
ITEMS FOR CORRESPONDENTS 
BV THE EDITOR, 
Mas. G.—Your lawn will look pretty trimmed 
with torchon lace; or If you prefer a novelty. I 
would suggest colored embroidery, in blue yon 
can get tasteful designs tor 25 cents per yard. 
Miss Terjon, Otsego County, N, Y,—A tolera- 
I have no intention in this paper to discuss 
the vexed subject of women’s political and 
