LADIES COLUMN.

Cromwell Argus, Volume XLI, Issue 2212, 12 September 1910, Page 7

LADIES COLUMN.

In America there are match-making syndicates, and marriages are arrang-, ed between heiresses and titled Englishmen as well as foreigners. There is In existence an organisation established solely for supplying information concerning American heiresses to impecunious noblemen, telling of the amount of their fortune, how it was made, as much as Is known of the lady’s ancestry, her relatives, her age, height, appearance, temper ; even the size of her hands and feet is given. There are branches of this bureau all over Europe ; the head-* quarters are reported to be in Berlin.—’“World.” To restore the gloss to dull-looking goloshes, rub the latter with a piece of black cloth dipped in oil. This will nourish the over-shoe and keep it from cracking, as well as give the desired polish. For frying, the same dripping, or clarified fat may be used a long time. When it becomes brown and mixed with sediment place it in an iron saucepan, let it heat till a steam rises, have ready a deep basin containing hot water, pour the fat hot into this very little at a time, to prevent it flying up, stir well. When quite cold the purified dripping will form a solid cake on the top, which must be taken off and wiped dry, and this is then ready for use again.

HAND RULES, j The use and abuse of hands should be written up. It would teach many things. Here are some hand rules selected at random Don’t sit with your thumbs doubled up ; it makes the thumb joints large. Don’t use your teeth upon your fingers, for it loosens the flesh at the side of the nail, and makes the fingers stubby. Don’t fiddle with your finger tips. Don’t strain your hands by driving in pins or tacks, or by using them roughly ; you will surely spoil their shape. Don’t pull your fingers. Don’t bend your fingers backwards. Don’t abuse your bands ; remember that they are a part of your body, and that they have their share of nerves. A BRETON MAID. Three waves of the sea came up on the wind to me ! One said : “Away ! he is dead ! Upon my foam I have flung his headi! Go back to your cote, you shall never wed ! (Nor he !)” Three waves of the sea came up on the wind to me, Two brake. The third with a quake Cried aloud, “O maid, I’ll find for thy sake, His dead, lost body ; prepare for his wake !” (And back it plunged to the sea !’ Three waves of the sea came up on the wind to me, One bore — And swept on the shore — His pale, pale face I shall kiss no more ! Ah, woe to women death passes o’er !, (Woe’s me !) —From “Nirvana Days," Acetylene torches for use in cases of dense fog have been supplied to the police-stations on Paris. An employer may give his servants reasonable leave of absence —without deduction of pay—to enable them to vote, only on condition that all voters in his employ are treated alike.