The Aspermont Star (Aspermont, Tex.), Vol. 20, No. 50, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 4, 1918 Page: 3 of 8
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Promise# to Be Dominant Feature of
New Autumn Clothes Which Will
Be Introduced in August.
Last January, the women In I'nrls
Wore waistcoats of fur, velvet, knitted
wool and dyed homespun that reached
" from the collnr hone to the knees.
The heads of dressmaklug houses,
"who are carefully watched wherever
they go, contributed to the fashion
for these accessories by placing them
in their own suits.
America Introduced few of them,
and she did not find even the short
waistcoat of last February, a success,
declares a writer on fashion topics.
,It was worn by a few segments of
ismart women, fashionable and unfash-
ionable, rich and poor, hut the long
'waistcoat was treated as an outcast,
lit was not even recognized. But
^France persisted and the dressmakers
in New York are putting it Into suits
and frocks for summer resorts. The
prophecy runs that it will be a domi-
nant feature of new autumn clothes.
In a large bunch of Paris photo-
* 'graphs that have come over, this long
waistcoat Is repeated In many fabrics
on women who are snapped as they
go about their new and active life.
The sketches that come over from the
big designers as heralds of what will
be advanced In August, show the long
waistcoat also. It Is made In a differ-
ent color from the gown; it is used
for protection or for beauty, and al-
though It is probably taken from the
it -reign of Louis XIV, it has none of the
elegance or jauntlness of Its prede-
cessor. It merely looks warm and
comfortable, or gay and colorful.
It is the longest waistcoat that has
voiuTA^
ever been worn by wopinn. It was
matched In length by those worn at
the court of the Grand Monarque,
Looking at It In Its most essential fea-
ture, It Is merely another way to
straighten the figure. It, therefore,
can be adopted by those to whom mid
die age has brought an undesired ro
tundlty.
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Charming enough would be this
dainty helmet turban alone, but its
designers were not satisfied, so they
added the charming summer veil. The
hat is dark blue, covered with a%iulti.
tude of summer flowers. The same
flower motif Is carried out in the dark
blue veil.
SAND PILE KEEPS TOfS BUSY
Affords One of the Greatest Amuse-
ment for Youngsters—Can Model
Clay Designs.
What else is there with which little
children's hands can be kept more sat-
isfactorily occupied than sand? Just
turn the children loose In a pile or
table of sand, with a spoon, a pall,
a cup or anything with which they can
dig or shovel.
You do not like sand In the house?
If you have a suitable place for It,
It need not make any trouble. An old
kitchen table turned upside down,
with the legs cut short and put on the
other side, makes a good table for
sand. A piece of burlap or denim
placed under the table keeps the sand
from being scattered over the house.
With clay, a simple little cradle may
be made. The child first rolls a piece
into a ball, cuts It in half with a
string. One of these halves forms the
lower part of the cradle. The other
he cuts In two, using one piece for the
top and remodeling the other Into a
"ball for baby."
Birds' nests with eggs can be made
with clay; also apples, oranges, cups
and saucers, and even animals may be
attempted.
Of the many varieties in summer
. frocks this of voile stands out as a
|plaas!ng and attractive drtss. The
frilled organdie breaks the long skirt
'line, and Is used for collars, cuffs and
belt
USE MADE OF FOOD CARTONS
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Oatmeal Containers Easily Trans-
formed Into Attractive Scrap Bas-
kets for the\ Table.
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"Why In the world are you Hoover-
Mug all these oatmeal cartons? I al-
ways burn mine," said the visitor In
astonishment as her friend opened a
cupboard and disclosed a shelf filled
with a collection of oatmeal cartons,
the round kind.
•1 will show yon," said her friend,,
leading the way Into the living room
_ an object from the table.
t do you think of that? I call It
a table scrap basket"
*A table scrap baaket!" exclaimed
the visitor. "What could be more use-
and wbat could be prettier?"
"You know," explained ber friend, "I
save the odd lengths of wall
leftover. There. Is a box full In
One of pieces of
is of a wonderful blue, the
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Hats Off for Hair.
Keep your hat off as much as pos-
sible. Hair cannot He too easily or
loosely for Its own health, and that of
the nerves and head. Anything like
pressure, heat or strain about the head
will injure the brain and the finest
parts of the nervous system. Pulling
the hair up too tightly from the back
of the head and ears will cause the
glands of the neck to swell. Notice
what a relief it Is to take all your hair-
pins out of the hair and let lt*hang
loose for a few hours.
If you adopt an easy, artistic and
natural hair dressing, nervousness will
disappear and headaches will be un-i
known. It is' not only beneficial tol
the growth of the hair, but to the1
nerves of the head to wear It tied with,1
a ribbon at the nape of the neck, free
of hairpins, whenever possible.
there was another end of wall paper,
left "over from the dining room frieze.
It was a French paper showing a riot
of gaily colored birds in a Jungle of
leaves and flowers. From this paper
a rich blue parakeet, balancing on a
red stem, was cut and pasted on the
darker blue background, taking care
to paste It over the seam where the
paper on the carton Is joined together.
"Then the edges, top and bottom,
were bound with furniture gulmpe
which matches the blue paper. For
bandies .I tooktwo large, rings, sucb aa
are' niwd for curtain pulls, covered
them with buttonhole stitching la
black and hong them on either side of
the carton, forming little drop handlea.
The bottom and Inside of the carton
Were dyed a deep red. harmonising
with the touches of red In the para-
keet Otter cartons were covered with
a light yellow paper and mounted wltb
brown and yellow birds with gulmpe
t match and Mack handles.
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O
LAMP
From the Inspira-
tion of Florence
Nightingale Has
Grown the Great
Red Cross of Today
UK died only four years lie-
fore this great war and
she was called the Lady
with a Lamp—a lamp
destined to shine for ages
at a time. When Brit-
ish soldiers were dying
of neglect in military
hospitals and the British
nation was startled with
the horror of the cry of the perishing
at Scutari, It was a beautiful, cultured
woman that answered the cry.
And from this woman's Inspiration
l\as grown all the Red Cross societies
of the world.
Florence Nightingale went out like
an angel to the Crimean war, says a
writer In the New York Sun. She
scoured corruption and uneleanness
from the hospitals, she gave food to
the starving, clothes to the naked, com-
fort to the sufferers. She made the
hospital a place of healing, not a foul
couch on which famished, fevered vic-
tims were thrown to die.
Born In Florence in 1820.
She was born in Florence on May
15, 1820, and was named after her
birthplace, and she died eight years
ago on August 13, 1910, at the age of
ninety years. Her parents were rich.
Her mother was kind, clever and
charming, but she did not In the least
understand her daughter.
Florence did not really understand
herself. She was brilliantly educated ;
she became an accomplished linguist
and musician, a witty and graceful let-
ter writer, and she thought deeply
about politics and religion. She trav-
eled In Europe, she went to Egypt,
studying not only the treasures of art
unveiled before her, but human life
and suffering, too.
It was this study of suffering that
moved In her the desire to take up
nursing. She saw the enormous need
for organized nursing.
In spite of great opposition she man-
aged to study at various hospitals in
England and Paris. At last she np-
proached her heart's desire by secur-
ing an appointment as principal of a
sanatorium for governesses in Harley
street. She was there when the Cri-
mean war broke out.
The English troops were sent, to
the Crimea and such a wretched apol-
ogy for a hospital as they had was es-
tablished on the spot, but the Turks
made over to them certain buildings
at Scutari, on the eastern shore of the
Bosphorus, opposite Constantinople. To
get the sick and wounded from the
battlefield to Scutari took eight days,
and a quarter of the men who made
the voyage died on the horrible ships.
At Scutari the commonest appliances
of a workhouse sick ward were want-
ing.
Never Recognized Women Nurses.
One day a strange thing happened.
The British army had never recognized
the existence of women nurses, but one
morning two letters on the subject
crossed in the post. One was from
Florence Nightingale, suggesting that
she should go out with 'two or three
nurses at no cost to the nation; the
other was from the husband of the
lady she was writing to and was ad-
dressed to Miss Nightingale, suggest-
ing that she should go at the expense
of the government. The man who
wrote to Miss Nightingale was Sidney
Herbert, a member of parliament, who
held an appointment at the war office.
He and his wife were friends of Miss
Nightingale, knowing her ambitions,
and they felt that her hour had come.
She was appointed superintendent of
the women's nursing establishments In
the English hospitals In Turkey. She
started with 88 nurses, some well-
trained, some not—good, bad and Indif-
ferent, the best that could be got In
the time available. Her masterly or-
ganising powers asserted themselves
at once. After traveling across France
she took ship at Marseilles and there
laid In a great store of all manner
of needful things.
The task before her would have ap>
palled most women, but It only served
to Inspire her wltb i firmer determin-
ation. There were several hospitals
it Scutari, some bad, otkat* worse,
none good. There w«re five mors bos-
nttals to which sbe afterwards went
«u
J
theledy In cbM did
was to get down on her hands and
knees and scrub the floors, and then
cry: "Now, the strongest to the wash-
tubs !" They were needed. Such
washing of bed linen as had been done
had been done in cold water, and as
It came buck Florence Nightingale
burned it.
The doctors and officers objected to
her. Books written at the time by
the men who helped to officer the Cri-
mean army show with what scorn they
met her.
Little by little she got her stores to-
gether until she became the feeder and
clother of the army at Scutari. She
provided 50,000 men with shirts and
great numbers with other clothing;
she provided all the things that were
missing from the hospitals. "I have
met only two men in the Crimea, and
one of them was Miss Nightingale," said
a traveler.
She worked 20 hours a day. She re-
ceived the woundetl, she dressed their
wounds until the surgeons could take
them In hand. She washed and
clothed and comforted thenr. She sat
with them, encouraging them before
an operation. She gave them life and
hope. She made them feel that
mercy had come on angel wings into
their bitter lives.
Drunken Orderlies Vanished.
Her nurses were here, there and
everywhere—wherever the doctors
would allow her to send them. The
rough, drunken, unskilled orderlies
vanished from the nursing and skilled
and tender hands took their places.
Florence Nightingale herself was the
Lady of the Lamp.
When the long day's work was done
she would go to her little stuffy room
to begin her correspondence; then,
after a time, when the surgeons had
retired and the wards and corridors
were dark, she would take her little
lamp and steal quietly through the
silent rooms among the sick and dy-
ing men. She would kneel by bed
after bed tw speak a word of comfort;
she would give medicine here, food or
drink there.
No wonder the men worshiped her,
though at first they were a little afraid
and shy. "Never be ashamed of your
wounds, my friend," she would say In
her gentle, musical voice. Her gen-
tleness made poets of some of these
rough men.
There was a giant Highlander who
wrote home of her and her work:
"What a comfort It was to see her
even pass! She would speak to one
and nod to another, but she could not
do It to all, you know—we were lying
there by hundreds—but we could kiss
her shadow as It fell, and lay our
heeds on the pillow again, content"
It was a beautiful Idea, and this
soldier's letter traveled round the
world. Longfellow used It In bis poem
on "The Lady of tile Lamp."
She stayed tbe winter it
and made a revolution.
dsatbs bad averaged 42 In
to the hospitals there. Tbe Crimea
surgeons objected and reminded her
that she was superintendent of thO
nursing staff In Turkey, and the Cri-
mea was in Russia. But she went
nevertheless.
Stricken by the Camp Fever.
She set to work reforming, as she
had done at Scutari, but she had done
very litt le when she herself was struck
down with fever.
She was carried to a hut immedi-
ately behind those of the soldiers. In
England the news of her Illness cre-
ated a sensation as profound as If a
great battle had been lost. She was
very near death, yet she managed to
pull through, but she recovered, with
her beautiful black hair cut off, look-
ing like the ghost of her former self.
When she was well enough she was
taken back to Scutari, feeble, unable
to feed herself or to speak above a
whisper, but she would not go home.
She worked on until the last British
soldier had left the hospital and tbe
war was over.
At home by t his time she had become
a national heroine. Hundreds of
poems were written about her; pamph-
lets describing her life were sold In
the street. Her face was stamped on
pottery, on tradesmen's paper bags,
on showmen's booths, on notepaper in
a thousand homes. Lifeboats, emi-
grant ships, children, streets, waltzes,
race horses were named after'her.
She hated it all. but one thing please^
her—the founding of a Nightingale
fund, which she was to spend as she
llkrtl. " /-
Started Many Great Reforms.
Her fund grew to over $200,000, and
with this money behind her she estab-
lished a training school for nurses end
began many great reforms. She set Her-
self to reform entirely the health ar-
rangements of the army, not only In
time of war but In peace; for she was
able to show that horrible as were
the civil hospital records, the doktfc
rate among soldiers In peace time w|p
twice as high as among civilians.
She turned her attention to tb
workhouse system of hospital nursing
and cleansed it of Its horrors, and
finally she assailed the entire1 hospital
system of the country. She became
the Lady of the Lamp Indeed; sbe be-
came the high priestess of light 4nd
air. She founded modern nursing, and
all the great nursing associations and
all the Red Cross societies throqghent
the world have spread from he* work.
Yet all this time Florence' NlgMlb*
gale was an Invalid. She never recov-
ered from the hardships and overwork
of the Crimea. For over half m cen-
tury she was a chronic sufferer. Me
lived out of sight of the public, Mi
very often out of the sight of friends:
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Dunwody, Will A. The Aspermont Star (Aspermont, Tex.), Vol. 20, No. 50, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 4, 1918, newspaper, July 4, 1918; Aspermont, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth126140/m1/3/: accessed July 8, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Stonewall County Library.