Ocean City Sentinel.

VOL. XV. OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, AUGUST 8, 1895. NO. 19

PUBLISHED WEEKLY AT

OCEAN CITY, N. J., BY R. C. ROBINSON, Editor and Proprietor. $1.00 per year, strictly in advance. $1.50 at end of year.

Physicians, Druggists, Etc. DR. J. S. WAGGONER, RESIDENT Physician and Druggist, NO. 731 ASBURY AVENUE, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Pure Drugs, Fine Stationery, Confectionery, Etc., constantly on hand.

Attorneys-at-Law. LAW OFFICES

SCHUYLER C. WOODRULL, 310 Market St., Camden, N. J.

JONATHAN HAND, JR.,

Attorney-at-Law,

SOLICITOR AND MASTER IN CHANCERY, Notary Public,

CAPE MAY COURT HOUSE, N. J. Office opposite Public Buildings. Will be in Ocean City every Wednesday at the office on Eighth street near station.

HARRY S. DOUGLASS, Counsellor-at-Law, CAPE MAY COURT HOUSE, N. J.

MORGAN HAND, ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW

Solicitor, Master and Examiner in Chancery, Supreme Court Commissioner, Notary Public, CAPE MAY C. H., N. J. (Opposite Public Buildings.)

A BIRD CALL. Bird of the azure wing, Bird of the silver note, Come, for it is the spring, And high the white clouds float. Come, bluebird, come! Bird of the crimson breast, Robin, we miss you well. Robin, we love you best. Come, for the cowslips swell. Come, robin, come! Bird of the circling flight 'Gainst twilight's pearly skies, Soft call the winds of night, Lonely the water cries. Come, swallow, come! --Sara M. Chatfield in St. Nicholas.

DR. J. E. PRYOR,

PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON,

Ocean City, N. J.

Special attention given to diseases of the Nose and Throat, and of Children.

T. C. HUTCHINSON, M. D. Homeopathist.

Tenth St. and Asbury Ave., OCEAN CITY, N. J. Resident Physician. Late of Phila.

Restaurants. MARSHALL'S DINING ROOMS FOR LADIES AND GENTS. No. 1321 Market Street, Three Doors East of City Hall,

PHILADELPHIA.

STRICTLY TEMPERANCE.

MEALS TO ORDER FROM 6 A. M. TO 8 P. M. Good Roast Dinners, with three Vegetables, for 25 cents. Turkey or Chicken dinners, 35 cents. Ladies' Room up-stairs with home-like comforts. PURE SPRING WATER. OPEN ALL NIGHT.

DR. WALTER L. YERKES,

DENTIST,

Tuckahoe, N. J. Will be in Ocean CIty at 656 Asbury avenue every Tuesday.

EUGENE C. COLE, Attorney-at-Law, MASTER IN CHANCERY, NOTARY PUBLIC, SEAVILLE, CAPE MAY CO., N. J.

Will be in Ocean City on Friday of each week at the Mayor's office.

Contractors and Builders. S. B. SAMPSON, Contractor and Builder, No. 305 Fourth St., Ocean City, N. J. Jobbing promptly attended to. Plans, specifications and working drawings furnished.

CONSUMPTION. Care of the Patient, That His Suffeirngs May Be Lessened. The successful treatment of consumption--and by this is meant making the

sufferer better able to bear his burden, if not actually lifting it from his shoul-

ders--is largely a question of nursing.

If the disease has already gained a foothold medicine in most instances is of no avail except in postponing the evil day, and even if it were otherwise a few general rules would be just as essential to insure the comfort of the patient while recovery is going on.

In the first place, then, we must understand exactly the condition of the consumptive, not so much by ascertaining the location and extent of his disease as by familiarizing ourselves with his temperament, his likes and dislikes, and, above all, with his power of endurance and resistance.

If we will bear these things in mind we may be able to do all that is possible for the sick one--namely, to enable him to withstand the onslaught of the disease until nature shall gain the controlling hand. So successful is this method of treatment that it often results in a complete or at least a temporary cure.

Consumption is one of the most devitalizing of diseases. Not only does it attack the lungs, but the action of the nervous sstem is sooner or later seriously interfered with, the digestion impaired, and the simplest form of excitement renders even the circulation of the blood dangerous from being overactive. We shall come nearest to striking at the root of all these troubles if we direct our energies toward limiting the frequency and severeity of the cough, and in this way we have not only to follow the advice of the physician, taking care that his directions are exactly carried out, but we must give careful attention to nursing. To prevent the first paroxysm of coughing, which is usually incited in the morning by the exertion of the rising, a warm cup of tea or an eggnog should be taken before the patient leaves the bed. A glass of something warm, like hot milk or gruel, should also be taken before retiring, and plenty of time should be allowed in preparing for the bed. The patient should sleep in blankets, and a glass of warm drink should be placed within reach in case he should wake through the night. If the presence of food in the stomach causes the reappearance of the cough after meals, some suitable preparation of pepsin should be used to hasten the digestion, and an hour or two's rest should be taken immediately after the meal.--Youth's Companion.

JOSEPH F. HAND,

ARCHITECT, CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER, Ocean City, N. J. Plans, Specifications and Working Drawings furnished. Estimates given on Application. Satisfaction guaranteed.

Plasterers and Brick-Layers. W. STONEHILL. G. O. ADAMS. STONEHILLE & ADAMS,

Plastering, Range Setting, Brick Laying, &c. All work in mason line promptly attended to. OCEAN CITY, N. J.

BAKERY, 601 South Twenty-second Street. Ice Cream, Ices, Frozen

Fruits and Jellies.

Weddings and Evening Entertainments a Specialty. Everything to furnish the table and set free of charge.

NOTHING SOLD OR DELIVERED ON SUNDAY.

WALLACE S. RISLEY, REAL ESTATE AND INSURANCE AGENT, 413 MARKET ST., CAMDEN. Properties for sale and to rent. Money to loan on Mortgage.

HARRY HEADLEY, OCEAN CITY HOUSE, 717 Asbury Avenue. PLASTERING, BRICKLAYING.

Ornamental Work of Every Description. All kinds of cementing work and masonry promptly attended to.

Nicholas Corson, CARPENTER AND BUILDER,

OCEAN CITY, N. J. Estimates given. Plans and Specifications furnished. Buildings put up by contract or day.

PETER MURDOCH, DEALER IN

COAL and WOOD,

Ocean City, N. J. Orders left at 806 Asbury avenue will receive prompt attention.

G. P. MOORE,

ARCHITECT, BUILDER,

AND

PRACTICAL SLATER,

Orran City, N. J. Best Roofing Slate constantly on hand.

D. S. SAMPSON, DEALER IN Stoves, Heaters, Ranges, PUMPS, SINKS, &C.,

Cor. Fourth Street and West Avenue,

OCEAN CITY, N. J. Tin roofer and sheet-iron worker. All kinds of Stove Casting furnished on short notice. Gasoline Stoves a specialty. All work guaranteed as represented.

GEO. A. BOURGEOIS & SON, Carpenters and Builders,

OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Estimates given. Buildings erected by contract or day.

LEANDER S. CORSON,

ARCHITECT,

CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER,

Ocean City, N. J. Plans and specifications furnished. Terms reasonable. First-class work.

D. GALLAGHER,

DEALER IN

FINE FURNITURE, 43 South Second Street, PHILADELPHIA, PA.

L. S. SMITH,

CONTRACTOR IN

Grading, Graveling and

Curbing.

PAINTING BY CONTRACT OR DAY. Eighth St. and Asbury Ave., OCEAN CITY, N. J.

STEELMAN & ENGLISH, Contractors AND Builders,

Ocean City, N. J. Plans, specifications and working drawings furnished. Jobbing promptly attended to.

TREATMENT BY INHALATION! 1529 Arch St., Philad'a, Pa. For Consumption, Asthama, Bronchitis, Dyspepsia, Catarrh, Hay Fever, Headache, Debility, Rheumatism, Neuralgia, And all Chronic and Nervous Disorders.

It has been in use for nearly a quarter of a century. Thousands of patients have been treated, and more than 1000 physicians have used it and recommended it. It is agreeable. There is no nauseous taste, nor aftertaste, nor sickening smell. We give below a few of the great number of testimoninals which we are constantly receiving from those who have tried it, published with the express permission in writing of the patients.

"Please accept my sincere gratitude for the restored life of happiness and health and vigor and usefulness that the Compound Oxygen has certainly given me. "While I was always considered a healthy child, I was known to be dyspeptic from babyhood. It was inherited. For two years I was confined almost constantly to the lounge. For more than four years I did not know a moment free from pain. All this time dyspepsia continued is ravages, except when temporarily relieved, and aggravated other serious disorders. My friends and physicians thought I would not recover. To-day I am entirely cured of dyspepsia, can enjoy articles of food that I never dared use before in all my life. For the past year I have been up and going in ease and health, with sufficient vigor to take some part in domestic work of the most laborious nature. As my strength continues to improve, since leaving off Oxygen, I feel that I can conscientiously recommend the treatment, not only to cure (provided the doctors' directions are observed), but to be lasting in its beneficial effects. "MISS JAMIE MAGRUDER, "Oak Hill, Florida."

"The Oxygen Treatment you sent me for C. O. Harris, a year ago, one of my missionaries from West Africa, whose life was in jeopardy on account of lung trouble and a severe cough, he now testifies has greatly benefited him. He has entirely recovered his health, married a wife, returned to his work in Africa, and taken his wife with him. Bishop WILLIAM TAYLOR, 150 Fifth Avenue, New York, N. Y.

"Compound Oxygen.. Its Mode of Action and Results" is the title of a book of 200 pages published by Drs. Starkey & Palen, which gives to all inquirers full information as to this remarkable curative agent, and a record of surprising cures in a wide range of cases--many of them after being abandoned to die by other physicians. Will be mailed free to any address on application. Drs. STARKEY & PALEN, 1529 Arch St., Philadelphia, Pa. 120 Sutter St., San Francisco, Cal. Please mention this paper.

Bakers, Grocers, Etc. JACOB SCHUFF, (Successor to A. E. Mahan,)

THE PIONEER BAKERY, No. 706 Asbury Avenue, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Fresh Bread, Pies and Cakes daily. Wedding Cakes a specialty. Orders delivered free of charge. Nothing delivered on Sunday.

J. L. HEADLEY, CARPENTER AND JOB SHOP,

OCEAN CITY, N. J. Job work promptly attended to. Turning, scroll sawing, window and door frames, and all kinds of millwork. Furniture repaired. Picture frames. Wheelwright shop attached. Net screens a specialty. Residence, West below 12th St. Mill, corner 10th and West.

ISRAEL G. ADAMS & CO. Real Estate AND Insurance

AGENTS,

Rooms 2, 4 & 6, Real Estate & Law Building,

ATLANTIC CITY, N. J. Commissioners of Deeds for Pennsylvania. Money to loan on First Mortgage. Lots for sale at South Atlantic City.

Plumbers, Steam Fitters, Etc.

J. T. BRYAN,

Practical Plumber and Gas Fitter

No. 1007 Ridge Ave.

Philadelphia.

Circulating Boilers, Sinks, Bath Tubs, Water Closets, Lead and Iron Pipes, Pumps, Etc., fur-

nished at short notice. Country or City Residences fitted up in the best manner. Sanitary Plumbing and drainage a specialty. Orders by mail promptly attended to.

McCLURE, HERITAGE & CO., Successors to Finnerty, McClure & Co., DRUGGISTS AND CHEMISTS 112 Market Street, Philadelphia.

Dealers in Pure Drugs, Chemicals, Patent Medicines, Paints, Oils, etc.

NOW OPEN FOR SEASON OF 1895. BELLEVUE HOT BATHS, SAMUEL SCHURCH.

Boardwalk, between 7th and 8th Sts. New Suits for surf bathing.

SHE WAS RIGHT.

Aubrey Everdene looked out upon Sackville street and yawned. Only an instant before he had written "Finis" to an article with a dash of the pen across the last sheet, and now the manuscript lay ready for the post among the debris of printer's proofs, new novels awaiting review, etc., with which the writing table was strewn. One of the best known litterateurs in London and a brilliant conversationalist, his tongue could be as scathing as his pen, and it was said of him with regard to the latter weapon of warfare that in half a dozen polished sentences he could do more toward damning a book than any two of his compeers. A big, loosely made man, Mr. Everdene, with shrewd, gray eyes and the pessimism of a modern. Studying his face as he lounged by the window, his hands in the pockets of his smoking jacket, one could see that he had a lively sense of humor combined with his other characteristics and understood the interest his personality aroused. Presently a servant brought him a visiting card on a salver. "The lady would be obliged if you would grant her an interview, sir." "Lady Hilyard," muttered Everdene, looking at the inscription. "I cannot recall the name. Bother the woman! What does she want? However--ask her to come up, Blake." When she entered, a fair, elegant woman of perhaps five and twenty, in an irreproachable Parisian toilet, he was still more convinced that he had not the privilege of her acquaintance. "Mr. Aubrey Everdene?" she queried. Mr. Everdene bowed. "Pray take a seat, madam." "No," she said. "I have come to quarrel with you, and I don't sit down in the houses of my enemies." "To quarrel with me!" His eyebrows went up. The thought came to him that his visitor was not in her right mind. "Yes. Perhaps I had better explain myself at once. I am the author of 'Fashion and Footlights.'" "'Fashion and Footlights,'" he reflected aloud. "'Fashion and Footlights.' Ha!" Comprehension stole over his face, and with it a slight amusement. He fished among a pile of volumes and brought out three bound with an elegance destined to win the hearts of suburban circulating libraries. "Here it is. I reviewed it in The Centurian, didn't I?" "No," she said, "you hanged and quartered it!" "I am sorry! May I ask how you found out that I was the culprit?"

"Oh, by accident! It's a long story and unimportant, since you don't deny the imputation. Now, Mr. Everdene, I know it is very impertinent of me, a stranger, to come to your private address and worry you. I am doing a very unusual thing, I am afraid, and Mrs. Grundy would be horrified. But 'fools rush in,' you know, and widows are privileged! You must have a little patience with me, because"--for the first time her lips relaxed, and she smiled a smile that was sweetness itself--"well, just because I'm a woman and you're a

gentleman! Acknowledge the truth now

on your honor. Don't you think you

were unnecessarily harsh to my poor lit-

tle literary effort?"

"No," he said bluntly. "I always give my true opinion of things, and I consider your book had many faults." If she had been a man, he would have said, "I thought it was excessively bad," with the brusqueness of conviction, and probably declined to discuss the matter. But to a lady it was impossible to be rude. He regarded her absurdly unconventional presence with a

tolerant kindliness.

"Of course I admit that there are faults, but upon one or two points in your criticism I cannot agree with you. I should very much like to discuss them

with you. May I?"

"Certainly." His mouth was twitching under his heavy mustache. "But don't you think, pending the verdict, that you had better sit down? You will be fatigued. If you'll permit me to wheel this armchair nearer the fire for you--so!" Having carefully arranged it so that she should face the light, he seated himself opposite to her--the ABC of diplomacy, but she did not appear to notice it. She was drawing arabesques on the carpet with the point of her ivory han-

dled umbrella.

"I should very much like to know," she said, "what you think of me for coming here?"

"I think you are plucky--yes, and recklessly unconventional." "Candid, at any rate! And I like that." She looked up. "Now for the first indictment on the list. Mr. Everdene. You accuse me of improbability. I deny it." His manner bordered upon preoccupation. In truth, he was thinking what wonderful lashes she had and how becoming a flush of excitement could be to a clear, pale skin. "You assert," she continued warmly, "that it is ridiculous to suppose that a man and a woman could fall in love at first sight, as I make my hero and heroine do, and that such proceedings are limited to boys and girls in their teens and the pages of penny fiction. I should have thought that Mr. Aubrey Everdene would have shown wider sympathies." "Then you really believe, Lady Hilyard, that adult, sensible people do conceive such abrupt attachments?" "I am convinced that it happens frequently." "Oh, come, not frequently." "Well--sometimes," she amended. "I could give you a dozen instances." He lacked the heart to argue with her. It would have been like breaking a butterfly on a wheel, and, after all, there might be more sentiment in un de siecle humanity than he thought. Women have wonderful intuition in these matters. "Well, suppose we let that slide for the moment and proceed to indictment No. 2. What other phrase of mine do you take exception to?" "You said that I had not the remotest idea of construction, and that 'Fashion and Footlight' was evidently a specimen of that objectionable class of fiction which you regretted to see was growing so prevalent--the amateur novel, born of vanity and a lack of wholesome occupation." Her voice died away with a tremor. He had only stated the truth, but the fact did not prevent the speechless Mr. Everdene from feeling as if he had committed a particularly brutal murder and the ghost of the victim had come to arraign him before all the people whose opinion he valued most. "I--I cried," she murmured pathetically.

"Good heavens, if I had only guessed how much I should hurt you! It was harsh, monstrous. No dobut I was in a bad temper, and your unfortunate book was the first thing that afforded me an opportunity to vent my spleen." "Then you acknowledge that you were needlessly cruel?" "I was brutal." He would have committed blacker perjury as she wiped that tear away. "And that I had just cause for indignation?" "You were perfectly right." A smile broke like April sunshine over her face. "In that case I suppose I must forgive you?" "Lady Hilyard, you know the Arab custom of taking salt with one's friends? As a token of good will permit me to give you the prosaic English equivalent of a cup of tea." The offer was tempting, the weather was hot, and she had talked a great deal. She yielded. When the refreshments came, accompanied by wonderful sweetmeats from round the corner, she asked permission to pour it out for him, with a winning graciousness which charmed him. It afforded him an odd sense of pleasure, too, to see her white fingers moving about the china. He was unaccustomed to the presence of women in his home. With the Japanese tables between them they chatted for awhile, and then the clock on the mantelpiece struck 6.

She rose with a pretty gesture of dismay, like a second Cinderella.

"Do you know, Mr. Everdene, that I have been here a whole hour wasting your valuable time?" "I had thought it had been ten minutes," he answered, "and the pleasantest of my life." "Very pretty!" she said, blushing faintly. "And in return for it let me tell you that my address is on my card,

and that my 'day' is Thursday; also I must thank you heartily for your kindness and courtesy to an impertinent

intruder. Very few men would have

been so considerate."

"Please don't thank me. It is I who owe you a debt of gratitude. You have taught me something I never expected to learn."

"What?"

"That the conduct of your hero and heroine was not improbable at all." Their eyes met, the woman's drooped,

self conscious, pleased.

"You really mean that?" "On my soul I do."

The most delicious softness was in her voice.

"It makes me so proud and happy to

think I have convinced you."

There was a silence. She smoothed a wrinkle in her suede glove. He twisted a button on his coat. Then she aroused

herself, with a little laugh, and extended her hand.

"Well, goodby, Mr. Everdene, and once more, thank you!" He pressed her fingers ever so lightly --her proselyte. "Not goodby," he murmured. "Au revoir!"--Black and White.

AN ENGLISHMAN'S TRIBUTE. And a Hint of Warning to the Americans Rushing to Europe. At last comes a bit of appreciation from a source whence it has long been withheld. A young Englishman who has been doing the rounds of the American cities writes home in praise of us, and, better still, an English weekly, The Gentlewoman, publishes it as follows: "The Americans I simply love. They are so wonderfully sympathetic to one. There is no trouble they will not take or personal inconvenience they will not suffer if in any way they can render one a service." The name of this extraordinary young Englishman is not given, or it should be blazoned forth. The weekly paper, in reproducing the extract, takes its cue from it and urges Londoners and all English folks to appreciate the "boundless kindness and hospitality which they (Americans) heap upon us," and be ready to "receive the strangers right royally" in return. It calls attention further to the unprecedented influx of "men and women fro all parts of the United States" who are now crowding and will for the next six weeks crowd London and then separate for wanderings all over England and makes a plea that they be well treated. There is a bit of policy in its concluding advice, which every one who has suffered to the extortionate impertinence of the London tradespeople--an impertinence none the less because it is often enveloped in fawning servility--will say a hearty "amen" to: "In these bad times of depression in trade it would be as much to our advantage as to theirs, not only to welcome, but retain the Americans in England as long as possible. Not all Americans are rich, though most are generous. We are sadly in need of their dollars, but need not be extortionate for all that." One is provoked and indignant to think of the thousands of dollars these "crowds of Americans" will spend, not only in England, but through Europe, b efore the autumn will send them home again. Provoked because many of the thousands will go for things that will be bought under the impression that if they are the same price they are better than can be bought at home, while if they are cheaper than the same goods here it will still be supposed that they are of the same quality. A woman buying gloves in Paris last summer was surprised at the price charged her for the make of gloves she was accustomed to buy for considerably less in New York. "Ah, madame," said the glib shopgirl, "but we send only our 'seconds' to New York." Of course this was wholly untrue. It is absurd to suppose that skilled American wholesale buyers are going t obe imposed upon with seconds

of anything, much less gloves, whose quality is a known quantity every time to an expert in the trade. The same woman's experience in London was similar. Prices were always equal and often greater than in New York, but stress was invariably laid on the superior wearing qualities, a stress that was expensively disproved in the case of most articles. Tourists from this country are looked upon abroad every time as geese to lay golden eggs. They are geese to give their gold for the value the get, nine times out of ten.

AN AVENUE OF IDOLS. A Double Row of Japanese Buddha Which Cannot Be Counted. Close to this interesting pool is the avenue of images, representing the Amida Buddha. The idols vary in size, but are similar in design. There are several hundred of them altogether, and

they sit facing one another in two long rows. We asked the little Jap who brought us to the place how many of

them there were. In an awed whisper he replied, "Nobody knows." Then he told us how impossible it was to count them. Each image was made unsightly by having numbers of little bits of paper

stuck on to it and chewed bits of paper

which had been spat at it. The object of this disfiguration we failed to discover, though our friend Hojo informed us they were put on by the young priests, a part of whose novitiate it was to attempt to

count the Buddhas. There is evidently something wrong

with these idols, for no one has ever been able to reckon them up the same twice over, in spite of sticking a piece of paper to tick each one off. Of course two unsuperstitious Englishmen were not to be humbugged by native stories,

so M. (my traveling companion) and I,

thinking the whole thing ridiculous, decided to count the mysterious images. We started on co-operative lines, each

taking a side of the avenue. Our efforts, however, were fruitless, for we had not numbered off more than a dozen each before M. (whose eyes were not so good as they had once been) shouted across to

me: "I say, I saw one of them on your side moving. I'm certain I did. They're

uncanny. Let's give it up." This interruption of course upset all my calculations, but we soon came on the moving image, which turned out to be nothing more than one of the old Frenchmen

seated peacefully among the statues and

looking in his white clothes for all the world like a jolly, fat, old Buddha.--Gentleman's Magazine.

Wembley Park's Great Tower.

The great tower at Wembley park is again in active progress and is rapidly approaching the completion of the first stage, which consists of the construction of a vast platform 190 or 200 feet from the ground. The gigantic framework upon which this platform is to be laid has long been a conspicuous object on

the top of the hill in Wembley park.

The cross girders are now to be go into position and the concrete floor formed. This floor will be of enormous area, as may be gathered from the fact that in the center of it is to be a large hall, with a floor space of 20,000 square feet, a

broad promenade running all around it.

The original design contemplated also the building of a hotel on this platform,

with 90 bedrooms. Whether this is likely to be carried out at present we are

not informed. There are to be four lifts to this first stage and two staircases.

One of the staircases is sufficiently advanced to permit of the ascent being

made by it, and the lift guides have just

been got into position. The complete tower--if it ever is completed--is to

run up six times as high as this floor, or thereabout. But only sufficient capital has been raised for this first portion, and what will e done after this remains for the future to determine. About £90,000, we understand, has been required to finish this first por-tion.--London News.

4,000 Miles With a Wheelbarrow. In 1878 Lyman Potter of New York state performed the prodigious task of pushing a common "paddy" wheelbarrow across the continent. He started from his home on Dane street, Albany, on the morning of April 10, 1878, and arrived in San Francisco on the afternoon of Oct. 1 of the same year, being almost exactly 178 days (five hours and three minutes over) in performing the wearisome feat. Potter was a shoemaker, and the trip was the result of a wager made by some friends who believed that such a trip would occupy at least 200 days. This wager was $1,000, but Potter made between three and five times that from advertising for different parties along the route. The wheelbarrow was made specially for the use to which it was put and weighed at least 75 pounds. The distance traveled by Potter was exactly 4035¾ miles.--St. Louis Republic.

The cold of Canada seems to diminish

with an increase of population. Between 1828 and 1837 Hudson's bay was closed an average of 184 days every year; now

its ice lasts 179 days.

Princess Helen a Favorite.

Princess Helene is an accomplished horsewoman and is very fond of hunting. She is a beautiful girl, with a fine

figure, tall and queenly. Princess He-

lene has long been a great favorite with

our own royal family, and more especially of the Princess of Wales and Prin-

cess Beatrice. At the garden party given

at Sheen House in 1889 by the Comte and Comtesse de Paris to celebrate their silver wedding, Princess Helene was a

lovely girl of 18, with beautiful golden

brown hair that has now become some

shades darker. The Duc d'Aosta is two years older than his bride, and though

not so handsome as she is very good

looking and of pleasant, courteous manners. It will be remembered that his father, the late duke, was king of Spain for a few years under the title of Ama-

deo I.--London News.