WOMAN'S WORLD

Taranaki Daily News, Volume LIII, Issue 194, 25 November 1910, Page 6

WOMAN'S WORLD

'.Conducted by " Eileen ''). WEDDING BELLS. WALLACE—SOLL. At the Primitive .Methodist Church, Fitzroy, yesterday morning, a quiet but very popular wedding was solemnised, when .Miss Clarice Sole, second daughter of _Ur. and Mrs. 0. W. Sole, New I [Plymouth, was united iu tile bonds oil | holy matrimony to .Mr. William Percy I Wallace, of the Government Electrical Department, Wellington. The bride, who was given away by her father, was charmingly attired iu a white embroidered muslin robe, with the orthodox bridal veil and orange blossoms. The bride was attended by her sister, Miss Ins Sole, as bridesmaid, who wore a pretty silk-striped eolienne dress, with white hat trimmed with tulle and pink roses. .Mr. u. West supported the bridegroom. The nuptial rites were performed by the Rev. J. Nixon, assisted by the Rev. .Mr. Sharp, the latter playing a wedding march on the organ as the party leit the church. Breakfast was partaken of at the residence of the brides parents, Devon street, only relatives and immediate friends of the contracting parties being present. The toast of the bride and bridegroom was proposed by the Rev. Mr. Nixon, who referred in felicitous terms to the good qualities oHhe bride, whom he had known since her childhood, and to the hi-'h opinion he had formed of the bridegroom since fi rs t ] le had hecome ac ajntea with him. Other toasts usual to such occasions were duly honored. The vouii" couple were the recipients of very many handsome presents, useful and ornamental, as well as valuable, including sev . era] substantial cheques. Mr. and Mrs. Wallace left by the 12.50 train for Wangainii, en route for Christchurch, where the honeymoon is to be spent. The bride s travelling dress was a lovely tussore silk, trimmed with insertion, hat to match.

THE POSITION' OF BEDS. Probably the attention of very fewmothers lias been directed to the importance of the position of their children's beds. With certain orderly, careful mothers a small alcove adjoining their sleeping room is generally eoiisidered suitable, leaving the main room so much freer for other uses. But to what fate are we consigning our child when we exile him to the alcove? Here lurks all the stale, vitiated, or, as we : might sav, dead air, undisturbed by the freer currents of the main room. The .child, breathing this air night after night, experiences a loss of vitality, a tendency to colds, and a languid/depressed condition in the morning—quite ditlerent from the refreshed awakening Jn pure air. It lias been demonstrated that the beds nearest the walls in hospitals have the highest rate of mortality, they being subject to influences of pointed air similar to the alcove of the bedroom. The existence of bad ventilation around the corners and sides of rooms has been so well demonstrated that it lias already given rise to the Imilding of rotunda hospitals, where the current of air along the floor rises as it I reaches the wall, effectually ventilating the whole. The first suggestion of this idea came from the dropping of a small piece of paper near the centre of a rotunda, where it skimmed along the floor and rose as it reached the wall. In an ordinary room a similar experiment with a piece of thistle-down will indicate the usual direction of the air-currents.

MAKING A HAPPY WIFE. THE VALUE OF PRACTICAL AND LOVING SYMPATHY. There are some husbands who have the best intentions in the world, and yet fail when tliey try to please their wives. They are tender, loving, and yet when they really try to please their wives their effoi'ts seem to <*o in the wrong direction. It is nice for a wife to know that her husband will hand her a given sum for housekeeping e\ery week, and that lie comes home regularly each night to spend the evening with her. Yet, these little attentions are not everything. A man to all appealanees may be a model husband, yet still leave his wife with a heartache. It is the old, old story of a woman's craving for love, and the man's blindness to her heart's desire. '"Love me always, and tell me so sometimes," is what the wife demands. That is the whole secret. Many a good man who loves his life partner, does not think it necessary to continually tell her that he loves her; but a woman likes to hear him say so. It is a woman's way. The husband who started married life in the right way, by demonstrating his love by too repeated loving words as well as deeds, has gone a> long way towards perfecting his wife's happiness. Because a husband puts liis hand into his pocket for necessary expenses, it is not sufficient for a wife. She likes to hear him praise her efforts at housekeeping, say what a good, economical wife she is, and how he appreciates her efforts to please him. Generosity is good, but that alone is no substitute for love. A wife likes her husband to cheer her when she is worried and depressed, and show real, practical loving sympathy when the world seems awry. Every husband should try to remember birthdays, the wedding-day, and other anniversaries, that he knows are dear to his wife's heart. The very fact that he remembers such things makes her extremely happy. Nor should he forget the little bunch of favorite flowers, when they can be; got, and she likes to be asked to meetj her husband when he comas home from business sometimes. All these things are details, but if they are carried out, the wife will be supremely happy.

GENERAL BOOTH'S LOVE STORY. General Booth lias given the world a peep into his personal history—full of touching incidents—on the occasion of the twentieth anniversary of the. death of his wife, which took place on October 4th, ]Sf)O. In an interview that nppeiiml in a recent "War Cry" General j Booth savs:

''ln tender remembrance I recall to mind the day—April 10th, 18o2—when 1 met my beloved wife, and commenced a relationship which has lasted from that day to this, and which I am reckoning will continue to the closing hours of my earthly history, and lie renewed at the gates'of the Celestial City. We met that evening at a sort of public festival of sonic Methodist people with whom we were both associated. Between the tea drinking and the speaking Catherine Mumford was introduced to me by a mutual friend, who spoke of her in terms of the strongest admiration"

"No doubt," proceeded the General, "I involuntarily threw my heart's door I wide open, not knowing, perhaps, what I was doing, and she, not unwillingly, equally unconscious of what she was doing, walked in and took the first place there." There were difficulties in the way of an engagement. He felt that his position was not equal to the responsibility of keeping a wife and home in comfort. '"These views led me to look upon the unexpected situation in which T found myself as a real calamity, and I fought with all my might against the strange feeling that had taken possession of my breast. What could Ido with a wife? In the first place, I was without any settled income, and had no immediate prospect of finding one, having just separated myself not only from business, but from the people in whose ministry I had the prospect of a call. However, we looked carefully at each other and at our circumstances, and found that we were both quite prepared to wait any number of years that might be necessary before marriage; and with this undersanding we entered into an engagement. Three years, as a matter of fact, elapsed before the marriage was celebrated."

Mrs. Booth did not spea.k at any ol her husband's meetings until some years after her marriage, always giving as her reason her conviction that she was not called to the duty. "We had had a number of testimonies," said' the General, referring to a meeting at dateshead, "and I was on the point of closing the meeting, when I saw my wife rise from her seat, and, trembling with emotion, walk up the aisle, asking for permission as she did so to deliver a message which was on her heart. I thought something had happened to her, and so did the people. Stepping down from the pulpit, I asked: 'What is the matter, my dear?'. She replied, 'I want to say a word.' I was so taken by surprise that I could only say, 'My clear wife wishes to speak.'"

"The influence which rested on the congregation convinced every thoughtful person present that this was the beginninig of a marvellous career." "I shall never forget," said the General in conclusion, "the day that my darling wife crossed the room in which we were sitting, and putting her amis round me, told me how she had received the sentence of death in herself. She had been to consult some eminent surgeons, and they had each informed her that she was smitten with the terrible disease of cancer, which in a couple of years' time, unless some miracle were performed, would cerainly carry her away.

"The agony I suffered through the thirty-two long months which intervened between the announcement of her sad fate and its realisation, I could not describe. All that time I seemed to see death -drawing nearer and nearer, until at length, with her hand pointing to the text 'My grace is sufficient for thee,' which was hanging 1 before her, she passed away into the presence of her Lord."

AX AMUSING STORY. Amusing is the story which is related by the London Telegraph of the adventure of a Russian Nobleman, who had been spending a few weeks in Paris. On the evening of his arrival he went to a theatre, and, thinking that it would be only polite .to present a bouquet to tke heroine of the play, he' despatched his servant with a very pretty one, and then forgot all about it. Great was his astonishment when, on the eve of his departure, a -call from the actress was announced. Beaming with smiles, she '.aid to the nobleman, "I have come to thank you for your ince?-mt and delicate attentions." "You are extremely kind," he replied modestl": "as I only sent you one bouquet, and that a month ago, if I remember Tightly." "Why," the fair artist answered, "your servant has brought me one every evening." A pull at the bell, and the man appeared. He was promptly questioned, and this, acocrding to the story, wks his frank answer: "When I took the first bouquet the lady gave me five francs, and as it only cost me three, I went on." What followed on this candid confession is left to the imagination. ANOTHER CRAZE.

There is a tattooer in New Bond- | street, London, who carries on a lucrative trade with the needle. To an interviewer he said recently:—"Oh yes, | tattooing is most popular. Why, a goou many ladies have the portraits of their \ husbands—of course, one husband to each lady, so don't mistake my statement —tattooed upon them. Among my clients is a titled gentleman who brought his wife to have her family crest and coat of arms tattooed on her arms. NoJ more than a week ago a French gentleman and his wife came in. On his arm I tattooed a design embracing her name, and one of her arms l I inked in a similar design, enclosing his name. Not long ago, too, a lady came to me to have a cat's head tattooed oa her arm. It was a portrait of a pet animal which she recently had lost Well, I preserved the animal's outline in colors, and it cost her five guineas. Also some ladies Tesort to the tattooing process to furnish them with an indelible "complexion." One can in that way produce a far more delicate tint than with the rouge pot, but it is a very delicate and costly process, for the shading off of the colors has to be done with great exactness. But the strangest commission I ever executed was to tattoo the portrait of the late King on the bald head of a man. I did that about a year ago. And—would you believe it?—the same man came back a few days ago. He wanted the design so enlarged as to include the Union Jack. Popular? Oh, yes, very much so."