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found absolutely unnecessary, and that
my lady prefers the color of her natural
teeth to the gilded or blackened incisors
of Japanese maidens.
Hamict said to Ophelia: "God has
given you one face, and you paint your-
self another," which shows that even a
demure damozel like Polonius' daughter
might have bathed in milk to preserve
the softness and sleekness of her skin.
If only all women were artists in that
respect, men w ould be much happier.
\e would have always something
pretty to look at. It should impress us
therefore as very considerate on the part
of certain women if they paint their
faces, and it is of little consequence
whether it is "an inch thick" as in
Shakespeare's time. or applied with
more moderation, as is the custom to-
day.
Fashions come and go, one thing only
is sure-the dressing table will always
remain an altar of devotion of a never-
dying creed, of which thcLady of fash-
ion is herself the idol.
Even when old .ge comes, the dress-
ing table is not forsaken. The mirror
may have become dull and blurred.
His mistress has become agcl as well.
she only seems to like it the more. She
still sits there for hours, and grows in-
toxicated with reminiscences of the past
and their distant perfume of youth.
RPHli
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1Tom IHopliins came to mlake that
blunder, for he had been through a
v hole term at a medical college-before
lie inherited his aunt's fortune--and had
ien considered strong in therapeutics.
We had been mailing a call together
ihat evening, and afterward Tom ran
up to my rooms for a pipe and a chat
1i)fore going oi to his own luxurious
apartments. I had stepped into the
Slher rIoom for a moment when I heard
nl sing out :
"( )h, Billy. I'inm going to take about
iour grains of quinine, if you don't
mind-I'm feeling all blue and shivery.
iluess I'm taking cold."
"All right," I called back. "The
Ibotle is on the second shelf. Take it in
a spoonful of that elixir of eucalyptus.
it knocks the bitter out."
After I came back we sat by the fire
.! got our briars '<ing. In a bout
gentl ec, i0s1, .
I went straight to the medicine cab-
inet and looked.
"You unmitigated Ihaysed !" I
growled. "See what money will do for
a man's brains !"
'There stood the morplhine bottle with
the stopple out just as Tom had left it.
I routed out another youngg _I. I).
who roomed on the floor above, and
sent him for old Dr. Gales, two squares
away. Tom IIlpkins has too much
money to be attended by rising young
practitioners alone.
When Gales came we put Tom
through as expensive a course of treat-
ment as the resources of the profession
permit. After the more drastic reme-
dies we gave him citrate of caffeine in
frequent loses and strong coffee, and
walked him up and lown the floor be-
twv. t- not us. O!d (a pinche
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