TASTE.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume 2, Issue 258, 6 September 1879, Page 3

TASTE.

What a comfort it is to poor woman, who yet like to look well, to remember that it is not so much what is worn as how it is worn that produces the general effect of being well dressed. The material may ba splendid, but if it is ill-cut or ill-ad-justed, the woman appears no better for it, A linen dress made with taste is more becoming than a silk out of the mode or awkwardly put on; and the simplest ribbons, tied by one who knows just how to do it will be more elegent than the costliest scarf in the arrangement of which taste has not been consulted. We have seen girls who earn a pound a vreek, and dresses herself on it, produce a better effect of toilette than another whose father paid her bills without question. The same money may as often be spent on what is ugly and common looking as what is delicate and elegant, There is a choice in everything, from a calico to a velvet. And even in ornaments, tilings that make no pratence, yet are well shaped and becoming, may be bought for a song; although some people htfve no knowledge of that fact, and believe that the only choice is between read diamonds and glaring glass and brass. Let taste be a girl's dressing maid and she needs very little money. "Oh," she said, " I think soda water is so bcious." Ho took the hint and soda dime on the harvest field of love. "Darling husband," she said, "ami not your treasure ?" Certainly, he replied, " and I should like to lay you up in Heaven," A little five-year old boy, who had seen a peacock for the first time, ran into the house exclaiming to his sister, "O Lizzie! I've seen a great, great, big monstiferous tail walking around with a hen tied to it," A gentleman addresses another gentle man, whom he doesn't know, at a party :- "This affair is awfully stupid, let's go out and take a drink," "I should like to de it," was the reply, "but I can't leave very well." "Why notf " Whv, you see I am the one that is giving the party." ( The rTorristown Herald observes—" A St Louis clergyman says the the theatre will teach no man to die. But a man doesn't go to a theatre to learn how to ihuffle off his mortal coil. And yet he can learn something about dying at the theatre that he can acquire no where else. He can see a man die in great agony and three minutes later appear beforo tho curtain and thank the audience for their kind attention, &c."

The taste for pottery decoration has reached Cincinnati. There, the girls paint roses on the bowls of their mothers' clay pipes. With uncommon gallantry, a man will resign his seat in a horse car to a colored woman who is eating peppermint drops and perspiring. A lot of American corsets shipped to Mexico, were supposed to be a new kind of saddle, and they were returned as not giving satisfaction. Not Unlikely.-" How long will it bo before you get your work done?" said a lady to an apprentice who was paintnig her house. " Well, I don't know, marm," said he ; " the boss has just gone to look for another job; if he gets it, I'll be done to-morrow, but if he don't I'm afraid it'll take me all nexiweek," There is no situation that cannot discover a lower depth. Here is a newspaper comfortip* man who has lost both legs with tho information that he'll not hereafter be troubled with corns. A baby in every house is said to be a well-spring of pleasure. This may be true, but for genuine felicity, most of the young men prefer a buxom young lady of about axteen summers. MisslAmes has a story entitled, " The Longest Hour of my Life." That was doubtless, the hour she knew her beau was calling on another girl across the street. A young lady once married a man by tho name of Dust, against the wishes of her parents. After a short time they lived unhappily together, and shereturned to her father's house; but he refused to Bee her, saying, " Dust thou art, and unto Dust shaltthon return,"

An epitaph can easily be made to sug. get the domestic history of many years, For instance-

Sacred to the memory of Anthony Drake, Who died for peace and quietness' sake; His wife was constantly scolding and scoffiin,' So he sought for repose in a twelve-dollar coffin.

i, Bruc! lwd recourse to the sword, and t Tell to a bow and arrow, but when a H V* on All strikes for liberty, she uses any- ; thing she can lay her hands on. !' " Dying in poverty," says a modern moralist, is nothing, It is living in poverty 1 that comes hard upon a fellow," ■' That was a neat bull one of our clergy P man perpetrated in his sermon the other dny. Speaking of Bimyan in prison, lie 1 said, "No ono but his blind daughter came to aco him," 3 . . A compositor, in setting up the toast : e " Woman—without )ier, man would be a , savage," got the punctuation in the wrong 2 place, which made it read :" Woman witli- . out her man, would be a savage." An exchange tells ua of an Alabama t lady who cries nearly all the time, and yet , grows fat. Her fat is laid on in tiers. The element of what is called love ox--5 ists where there is languor. Mrs Jones says her husband will never . be struck by lightning, because lie always ■| gets insulate.