AN INTIMATE PEEP.

Dominion, Volume 4, Issue 1216, 26 August 1911, Page 11

AN INTIMATE PEEP.

Mrs. Warre Cornish gives us a charming peep through a child's eyes at Thackeray in the July "Cornhill," which is mainly devoted to the great novelist. "The. present writer cannot nave fery old, when she first remembers Mr. Thackeray in Paris, because when he offered her his arm .on tho Boulevard de la Madeleine, and said they would bo taken for husband andj()yife, shejfelt sorry that Frenqh people should see . such a tall, stately Englishman mated to such an insignificant little wife. Her hand went straight up from the shoulder to rest upon his arm, aunts were left behind, tho green boulevard trees stretched before, the stroll soenied long with gay vistas. It cannot, however, have extended far, for there was a halt before the windows of the famous confiseur, Boissier, on. the next boulevard. Boissier's boxes lay on a lino with her eyes, and in the boxes were l the bonbons in patterns." "Don't you wish for that lovely blue box full of chocolates?" "Oh, yes." "I recall my confusion still when Mr. Thackeray dived into tho shop, paid many francs, and ordered the large box' to be sent home, as tho result of my indiscreet exclamation. "After this adoration passed all bounds. There is a straight-backed arm-chair of the Louis Philippe period in my possession, with cushioned arms, on which I used to perch beside my grandmother, Mrs. Ritchie, 'who was the great novelist's aunt. In that grandmother's, chair now sat Mr. Thackeray, very fresh, very wiselooking, behind his spectacles, very attractive with his thick curling hair and rosy cheeks. There was an element of mystery about him fascinating to childhood. He always seemed alone. He had just been in America. He was on his way to Rome. He was meteoric. He was exceedingly sad and silent. He was wondrously droll. Above all he was kind, so that .the child perched beside him questioned him. "Is you good?" (from the parch). "Not so good as I should like to be" (from Mr. Thackeray). "Is you clever?" "Well, I've written a book or two. Perhaps I am rather clover." "Is you pretty?" "Oh! No, no, no, no, no, no, no" (I recall Mr. Thackeray bursting out laughing). ■; I think you's good, and you's clever, and you's pretty. THE TETJTH. Tour scalp was given ycu to grow hair, it is natural for it to do so; then niako it. do its work. Miss JlUsom's famous preparations and book with full instructions will, for a fact, bring tho haircells into activity and thus restore growth and colour. Treatments for all troubles of the hair and skin. Ladies aud Gentlemen taught home-treatment, Shampooing, Electrolyisis (permanent;. Feather-weight natural hair-pads from ss. Hair work of every description. Only best English hair, lightest weaving. Caution: Do not wear heavy, hot pads, or coarso weavin° Every purchaser of hair-work will be shown how to arrango the coiffure becomiuelv. 'Orders by mail, careful and 'fjpt attention MISS MILSoS. King's Chambers, Wellington. Telephone Bit.