LADIES’ COLUMN.

Taranaki Herald, Volume LX, Issue 143839, 13 July 1912, Page 5

LADIES’ COLUMN.

(By Sister Ann.) OF LOCAL INTEREST, Miss Greatbatch has gone to Auckland for a holiday. ; Miss Alison Wilson has been staying with Jlrs. Fitzherbert. Miss Hallett has been the guest of Mrs. James "Clarke. Mrs. P. B. Fitzherbert has returned homo to Dannevirke. . Mrs H B. Xeatham and Miss Keitha Leatluim left _on Tuesday ror Dannevirko on a visit to airs. Prichard. aiiss Dougins, of Auckland, who has been staying with airs. It. George and Mrs. IVaser, has returned home. aiiss Wilson,' of Te Kuiti, who has been making a long stay with aiiss Kathleen Watson, returned home last Saturday." The engagement is announced of aiiss Ivy Bishop, eldest daughter of Air. W, H. Bishop’, of Egmont Hoad, to air. Frederick Holmes, of ijlell Block;, At Ashburton, on July 3, aiiss Kate Standish, 'daughter of air. F. B. .Standish, was married to air. F. W. W illiams, of Napier. ' The one woman practising law entirely unaided and unsupported by male assistance in Victoria is aiiss Gladys A. Taylor. .This lady, is a native, of Cnstlemaiue, and studied at the. Afelboiirne University. After taking the B.A. degree in 1908. she decided to devote the two years necessary to the special law course, and became in 1910 LL.B. Aiiss Anna Brennan took her LL.B. degree in 1909, and works with her brother, aiiss Jones entered the profession as an articled clerk to her father —a wellknown Bendigo lawyer, aiiss Greig graduated in 1903, but after practising tor a time ill-health forced ■ her to retire from active’life. So that-aiiss Taylor stands alone as lady lawyer, and will no doubt be consulted by many women who prefer one of their own sex when entangled in tho meshes of the law. The latest and newest society fad concerns an old trouble—that of nerves. Numbers of English society women complain of. feeling, “run down,” and have come, to the conclusion that tea and coffeo are to blame. As a -result tea and coffee are to he banned. In place'of these cherished and time-honoured convivialities, camomile, tea, of all things, is to be drunk.' One big hotel in Paris makes quite a speciality of camomile tea, 1 and it is quite “the thing” to go there and drink it. Ancntwomen'and their fads and cures, one hears of many of the latter for stoutness, that terror of society women.'..But-all;.the- cures hitherto devised have involved; either irksome physical contortion or a more irksome system of abstention from all that is pleasant in food and drink. But now this has been altered. A prominent doctor from Hnrloy Street has invented a machine .which is said to eliminate tho fat from the body by electricity. It is bound, round the waist and across the hips, and each daily application lasts only ahefcit ten minutes. A course of sixteen applications'costs 20 guineas. . . LADIES FIRST. A BATHROOM'COMEDY. 'An amusing Sunday morning struggle for a bath in a Bayswnter flat was described at Marylcboue Police Court the other day, when Mr. Kinuaird Stephen’s Square;' Bnyswatcr, was Stephen’s Equare, ; Rayswater, was summoned for assaulting Mrs. Margarita dc Acosta, a Spaniard, living in the flat above. The complainant explained that under the agreement by which she hold tho flat Air. Watson had tho right to use her bathroom. On Sunday morning; May 12, she went- to the bathroom as usual, but forgot to take the soap. .While returning for it- she met Mr./Watson. “Sorry,” he said, “hut this is my time for the bath.” He then seized her by tho head, she said, bruising both her . temples, and also caught her by the throat, Aiiss Carmen do Acosta, a daughter, said that she was awakened by her mother’s screams. Her mother > complained that-Air.’Watson had tried to kill her. She had bruises on both tsmples, one of which was bleeding. ~ The defence, which was supported by three witnesses, was that Mine, dc Acosta made up her bed in the bathroom over-night and slept there, with tho door,'locked. She came out'about 8.30 in the morning, but seeing Air. Watson approaching she rushpd hack. “No, no, no,” she said, “ladies first. The bathroom is mine.” Air: Watson replied that it was as much his as hers, and subsequently turned on the tap, whereupon she jumped into the bath and sat down, and in doing - so knocked her head. “He killing me, he killing me,” she screamed, said Air. Watson, and rubbed her temples with her fingers. “When 1 returned two hours later”’ said one of the witnesses, “she was still rubbing although there was nothing there but a red pimple.” All the witnesses denied that Air. Watson struck the complainant, and the magistrate dismissed the summons. APRIL 14, 1912. ' “There is Sorrow on the Sea.” Slowly the stately vessel leaves the crowded quay, And down the gleaming Sound she glides, to reacli the sea; While fond farewells are waved by loving hands, And-tears fall fast from those who seekfar distant lands. Surely she reigns supreme, a queen upon the wave, A “floating city” . filled . with luxury, the elements her slave. “Nothing can sink her,” she defies the storm, For man, the conqueror, shaped her giant form. The great Titanic slowly steams away, leaving Southampton at the close of day. With Notley on the left, Hurst Castle on the right, She speeds along, through all the dusky night, With last faint glimmers from the Isle of AVight. Tho days pass by in pleasure, grief beguiling, All thought of fear has fled, each face is smiling, And. soon, too soon, the voyage will be over, When homes would welcome back tho loved and JovfiK

The great ones of the earth, proud millionaires, Men nobly Korn, tile young, the old with silvery hairs, Mothers, and babes, fair maids, the rich, the poor, The dwellers in a palace, those who kissed farewell at cottage door. The Sabbath -day had passed, again ’twas night, Silent, and dim, and grey; no land in sight. , ... Cold was the air, it felt like coming death, ... And yet no pulse beat faster, or a .breath- . , Still on and'on the vessel sped, while : songs were sung and. fond words said, But no one knew that death was ahead, Or shuddered with cold, or a feeling of dread, Till, she struck on the cold and glittering ice— _ . Death clasped and held her in a vice. But even then they, refused to go from the sinking ship—they loved her so, And they thought- the boats looked small, and oh! They dreaded tho waves so fat below. Bravely the engineers stuck to their post, They went down -with the ship—they loved her most. Slowly they sank, like Pharaoh’s host. Far and wide-the ethergrams sped For help, which caina -when many Wore dead. ; ’ . Sixteen hundred, went down that night, Who’awoke, at morn, with hearts so light. .' v A sacrifice of human hearts and beings, victims of n strenuous age.' The greatest shipwreck ever known is written on this century’s page'. And they died like heroes, Chanting a hymn to the God they adored. Perhaps, like Jacob, they saw a path ; as they wildly implored For help;,which could not bo given'. -"'. And His angels softly bore them’up the misty steps to Ijoaveh. M. A. WHITCOMBE. Northcote, May, 1912.