& J " LITERARY FRENCH WOMEN. Tlie Ludio Hare AlwaT Been a Power In FrnncelJot Never More Than nt Present Characteristics of Four Well-Known Writer. tCOEEESrOOTEXCE OP THE DISPATCH. 1 Paeis, February 22. PEOPOSE in this f letter to give your readers some ac count of the liter ary work of the Trench -women of to-day. Prance has always had great women. "Under the old regime they were famous as di lettantes; during the Revolution they shone as patriots and martyrs; under Jsa poleon, the Kestora tion and Louis Phil- ppe their political and literary salons were brilliant and influential, and under the Second Em pire tbey led, with the Empress Eugenie at their head, in the world of fashion. Nor are the women of the Third Kepublic inferio r, as a whole, to their sisters of the past. It is true that one cannot point to-day to a Marchioness de Rambouillet, to a lime. Kolyid, to a lime, de Stael, to a Mme. de Kwuusat, to a Mme. de Girardin, or to a eorge Sand, but I think your readers will agree with ms that, if the leaders be not so great to-day as were the leaders of the past, the rank and file of French womanhood is now immeasurably su perior in almost every respect, to the general body of women in years gone by. With the advent of modern democracy "the masses" have usurped the places once ocenpied exclusively by "the classes." THE MOST ACTIVE IN FRANCE. Probably the most widely known lit erary and political lady of the Prance of to-day is Mme. Jniiette Adam. She may cot be the most intellectual and solid, but she surely is the most active and en terprising. She was born with a taste for letters and began writiug in her teens. But it was from her marriage with Senator Adam and the advent of the Third Kepublic that dates the fame of Mme. Jniiette Adam. Her second hus band M. Adam was rich and a Repub lican politician. She was handsome, a fine conversationalist and ambitious to shine in state affairs. So, during the stormy days of McMahon's presidency, it was in Mme. Mme. Adam. Adam's salon that Gambetta and the Chief Republican leaders used to meet, argue, plan and gird for battle. Then it was that Mme. Adam founded The Xouvelle Revue, which was to be the republican rival of the old fogy, conserva tive Itevue des Deux ilonde's, and ever since she has remained at its head. Al though this periodical cannot be said to be a very brilliant success either financially, politically or from a literary point of view, it is unquestionably the best review in Prance alter the famous creation of M. Buloz, the Revue des Deux Mondes. But if Mme. Adam's role is not quite so important or brilliant to-day as it was 10 or IS years ago, the reason is not to be found in any falling off in herself, but rather in the changes that have taken place in Prench politics. In Mme. Adam's drawing room the politicians have been supplanted by the authors; you hear less about the Chamber of Deputies and more about the salon; Gounod, or Dandet, or Bonguereau are the cynosures of all eves and not some Senator, or Deputy, or ex-Minister. HANDSOME AT FIFTY. Mme. Adam's soirees used to be given in a suit of spacious apartments far down the boulevards. But now she resides in a house, or hotel, as they say in French, on a street that bears her own name, the Rue Juliette Lamber, Lamber being one of Mme. Adam's noms de plume and also her maiden name. The house is hand somely inrnished, cozy and artistic Mme. Adam herself, though now over 50. is still a handsome woman, dressing with great taste and possessing the easy, elegant manners of a true lady of the world. She converses glibly on art, let ters, politics, sociology, philosophy and busi ness, and Is the soul of her drawing room. To the hostess, more than to any ot her dis tinguished guests, is dne the wide reputa tion which this salon enjoys in Paris and throughout liberal Europe. In direct contrast with Mme. Adam, in many ways, is Mme. Henry Greville. Mme. Greville is perhaps the ablest and most prolific of living Prench female novelists. Although each new book created more of a sensation at her start on her literary career, some 10 or 15 years ago, Mme. Grcville's stories ore still very popular with refined readers, and especially with the girls and young women of Prance who are not allowed to open nine-tenths of the new French novels. Mme. Greville visited America a few years ago, and so is particularly inter esting on your side of the Atlantic Nor is she less interested in you than yon are in her, as is attested by beautiful pnotographs of Niagara, American lamps, books and pri vate letters which adorn her parlors or are pigeon-holed in her writing desk. THREE ATTRACTIVE HOMES. Mme. Henry Greville has occupied three different Paris homes since I knew her. The first time I met her it was in a charming lit tle parlor whose floor was covered with big bear skins brought from Russia, where Mme. Greville lived for many years, and where the scenes of her best novels are laid. The room, furthermore, looked like a hot house, but not because it was especially warm, a condition seldom experienced in a Paris home, but because of the many -beautiful plants scattered everywhere, on tables, brackets and on the floor. Next she took a Si ITS fine large flat in one of the big old houses on the river opposite the Louvre. The hall, the dining room, the double drawing room, and two studies on either side of it, gave her all the space she needed to display the rich pieces of tapestry, qnaint furniture, pictures and knick-knacks 'which she and her hus band for Mme. Greville ha: a husband also well known in the art, literary and scientific world of Paris love to collect and set up to the best advantage. Mme. Greville's lecture tour in America was not a brilliant financial success and the large apartment was expensive. So she has now moved to a smaller but scarcely less artistic home in the quarter of Paris where artists, musicians and men and women of letters abound. The bear skins, the plants, the vivacious conversation of Mme. Greville and the witty and instructive reflections of M. Dnrand-Greville M. Durand has added his wife's nom de plume to his own name are the same in the Rue Blanche as on Mont martre and the Qaai Voltaire; so the new drawing room is as charming as the old ones, and the people who frequent it as numerous and interesting as ever. AX ENGLISH-rBENCn LADY. One of the most curious women of letters in this citv is Mme. Blaze de Bury. Though English by birth, she is Prench by marriage and residence, and can write brilliantly in both languages. Her husband, who died a year or two ago, was a well-known author, and the sister ot" Buloz, the founder of the Revue des Deux Mondes, so that Mrae. Blaze de Bury is the aunt ot M. Charles Bnloz, the present editor of that famous periodical. Ktk Mme. Henry Greville. This gives her a certain prominence in liter ary circles here. But her eccentricity in dress and speech and her real mental ability would make Mme. Blaze de Bury a promi nent character in any center. She has writ ten stories, review articles and newspaper letters, and once represented in Paris the New York Ration and the New Xork Tribune. Mme. Charles Bigot, whose nom de plume is Jeanne Mairet, is interesting to Ameri cans as the daughter of Healy, the well known American portrait painter. She lives in the same house with her father and many of her clever little theatrical pieces are acted by amateurs at the delightiul soirees given by the Healys during the win ter. Mme. Bigot's husband is, or was until he lost his health, an active journalist, pro fessor and art critic, and husband and wife still work hand in hand, each producing stories and magazine articles and volumes of more than common merit. Theodore Stanton. TO HAKE HOME BEAUTIFUL. A Holder for a Ball or Tn-ino That ! Orna mental and Uncial. It is not difficult to push the bottom out of one of the little globe-like Japanese straw baskets which are sold everywhere for5 cents apiece. But it is rather more difficult, al though still quite possible, if some of it is unwound, to squeeze a ball of druggist's twine into the small orifice. A ball ot some pretty color must be chosen, and by some compression it can be worked into the bas- ket, which should first be trimmed similarly to the one shown in the cut, with ribbon matching the cord in color. A few stitches taken with a sharp-pointed darning needle will hold the ribbon in place. COUKTESS OF JIOXTE CEISTO. Senora Comlno la ibe Wealthiest Woman In South America, Philadelphia Fress.J The richest woman in South America is Senora Cousino. She has a palace at San tiago, but resides in Lota a portion of the year in a large and magnificent house with grounds beautified to the last degree both by nature and art, though more especially by the latter. The grounds constitute a veritable botanical garden. They comprise great vegetable and flower inclosures, enor mous green-houses, Turkish towers, foun tains, belvederes by the sea, brooks, suspen sion bridges, a labyrinth of arbor-vita;, ponds, grottoes and waterfalls. Fifty men are constantly employed upon this splendid place. The fortune of Senora Cousino is estimated at hundreds of millions of dollars. She has millions of money, millions of acres ot land, hundreds of thousands of cattle, coal, copper and silver mines, acres of real estate in Val paraiso and Santiago, a fleet of eight iron steamships, smelting works a railroad, etc. Every house in Lota, a village of some 7,000 inhabitants, is hers, and to the people of this villaee she pars out over S100.000 monthly. I She owns the only large coal mines in South 11 ' - THE America, from which alone she receives f 75,000 a month. All these vast enterprises Senora Cousino herself controls and directs, exhibiting great foresight, breadth of purpose and large ability as a manager of affairs. Her income, of course, is expressed in seven figures. No wonder she is styled tha "Countess of Monte Cristo." , A WOMAN'S SUPERSTITION. The Little Fadi of the Handsome Author of Booties Baby. A writer in a San Francisco paper says of llin mitlior of "Booties' Baby:" Mrs. Arthur Stannard is a tall woman of hand some presence. She is very superstitious, and always carries two little bits of gray fur inside the neck of her dress, which she looks upon as a talisman. "I have never been without these bits of fur since I was about 3 years old," she said, looking at tbem auite affectionately. "Some times when I am composing and come to a standstill I take them out and pass them gently over my lips and cheeks, and you have no idea how they soothe me and pro mote inspiration as if by magic." ,. She has the same odd feeling about old bits of iron and castoff horseshoes, of which she has quite a quantity, as she picks up everything of the kind she comes across. "They always bring me luck." she said seriously. Dress ReprecntInE tho Daisy White skirt, vandyked ot the edge, and falling over a fringe of narrow green ribbon, the skirt is pleated to imitate long petals. Yellow plush bodice, with white petals fall ing over it, fastened on the shoulders with marguerites. Tuft of daisies in the hair. White shoes with yellow sandals, and a marguerite at each interlacement. Similar lacings on the gloves. - An Evening Head-Dreia. The front is demi-pompadour, the back is formed with spiral wreath. TJie Queen. WOJIES'S WORLD IN PAEAGEAPHS. tWBITTEN FOB TIIZ DISPATCH ETXLIZA ABCHABD CONNER. Phoebe Cozzens is special census agent for St. Louis. Laura Jean Ltbbet, who is a very young novelist, is paid $150 a week by a New York story paper simply lor tho right to her serial stories. The women of Milford, Me., havobnilta town halt They were two years gettine the money together, which they collected by giving fairs, oyster suppers and other ontertalnments. Mrs. E. F. Andrews says that now when ladies have so many ways of earning their own living, marriage is not the only resort, and a woman will naturally decline to give up a 100 placo for a J50 man. Washington has 300 feminine bicycle riders and Chicago over 1.000. Miss Emma Kummell, Captain of the "Women's Wheel and Athletic Club, of Butfalo, traveled 2,500 miles on her wheel in 1SS9. Boston, which is capable of giving us some thing new at almost any time, is the head quarters of a now political party wbich may at length hold tho balance of power in the Hub City. The new party bears the name of the "Inuependont v omen Voters' Party." "I shall, be happy with my husband, for I shall not neglect myself," wrote Marie Bash kirtseff in hnr journal. "1 will adorn myself to please him as I adorned myself when I wished to please him for the first time." But poor Marie uied before she got a husband. The Stato Reformatory Prison for women at Sherborn, Mass., is managed altogether by women. Tho superintendent is Mrs. Johnson. Tne affairs of the establishment have been so well conducted that the receipts for labor done by tho women are constantly increasing. Dr. Alice Bennett has been lor ten years resident physician in the female wards of the Stato insane asylum of Southeastern Pennsyl vania, and has entiro charge of her depart ment. Dr. Bennett has lately been unani mously elected President of the Montgomery County Medical Society. This Is the first time a woman hat been President of a Medical Society in Pennsjlvanla. The Y. M. C. a. of Milwaukee gave notico to tho W. C. T. TJ. that it could no longer meet In their rooms because, having allied itself to the Prohibition party. It had become a political or ganization, and their rules forbade the letting of their hall for political meetings. This is rough, indeed. The ladies have no vote, so that political affiliations do them nomannerof good, and yet tbey must be snubbed as though they did count for something politically. Here are cuffs from both sides, with uothine to com pensate. The editor of the Paris magazine La Jfou velleRcmie, asked not long since for an essay which should give a complete summing up of the status of tho land question in the countries of the civilized world. The most thorongbly Clear, learned and logical contribution on the subject was from a woman, Mme Vallette. The essay was masterly, and the editor of The Itevue himself pronounced it a remarkable study. "Why do not women's clubs generally take up for their studies some of the living questions of the day, as Mme. "Vallette did, in stead of packing their brain with rubbish abont the old Italian painters and France un der Louis XI T Esther De Pur is a descendant of one of the old Knickerbocker families. She was reared in luxury, highly educated, and had not much else to do than to cultivate the Delsarto system of expression, of wbich she was an en thusiastic student. But one fine morning this young lady woke to find that fortune takes wings, that, too, without a moment's warning. Poverty and despair stared her and a beloved mother in the face. Then it was this fashion able girl showed that she possessed the true blno blood which never weakens. Miss De Puy took the agency of the District of Colum bia for an important invention. It was slow work and hard, but the girl was not to bo downed. She visited the factory in New Eng land where tho machine was made, and learned how to take it apart and put it together again. She spent several days at the factory, until she had mastered the mechanical part of her busi ness. Then back to Washington to wait, work and hope. Although the waiting was long, it was rewarded. Miss De Puy finds herself at length at the head of a thriving business all her own, and all built up by her own energy and perseverance. PITTSBUBG- DISPATCH, CLARA BELLE'S CHAT. A Young Beauty's Impressive Exhi bition of Lenten Spirit. HOW GENTLEMEN SHOULD DRESS. A Kiss Impressed on Love's Missives tho Latest Sentimental Thin;. DIGNITY OF LADIES IN THE STREET COMlESrONDENci OP TUB DISPATCH. New York, March 1. IETY in Lent is pal pable here in New York, and a goodly proportion of it is unquestionably sin cere. Notonlydoour fashionable women forego some of their social pleasures, but even in church their manners are more de Tout than usual. I am not writing care lessly. "What I mean Is that women go more worshipfully to religious services during Lent than at other times. You may know that our Bev. Dr. Heber Newton has just taken his congregation into a Fifth avenue church, and has thereby become more modish. "Well, it was there that I saw a pleasant exhibition of Lenten spirit. It was a pretty instance of gentle courtesy afforded to the 200 strangers who were wait ing for seats. The strangers were huddled together in one corner of the church near a side entrance, while pew-holders forced their way through the crowd to the peril of their own and the waiters' apparel. Among the latter was a rEEBLE OLD "WOMAX, shabbily dressed and leaning on a staff. It was hard for the poor creature to stand even in the best situation; it was almost impossi ble to keep her footing in the jam. A beau titul and richly attired young woman en tered by this side door and passed close by the feeble creature as she pushed her way to the pew. After her devotions she raised her head, turned to look at the old woman, half rose, hesitatedj then with heightened color and softened eyes she returned to the woman's side, held out her hand and whis pered: "Come and sit with me. I havo plenty of room, and it will be some time before the ushers can attend to you." The old woman looked into the beautiful face a moment, while her own betrayed strong emotion. Then she placed her trembling, ungloved hand in the dainty palm held out to her, and soon the two were seated side by side in the luxurious pew. Heber Newton's eloquent sermon failed to impress a portion of his audience as pro foundly as had this unexpected and noble act of courtesy. A swell girl may not danco in Lent, but she may go to the opera, and that is why the three semi-circles ot boxes at the Metro politan are all abuzz with gossip. The sea son of social festivities has so recently ex-I wAy 4liA 4-a tT Av-n An iwa 41 1 nMl . JX Al "a J11CU tUUb Ita LMCU1C3 illC Clill 4TC&U, 2IUU IQ opera is a favorite place for chatter. Not only do the beaux go from box to box dur ing the performance, but the belles, too, interchange visits. So I will write of what I heard said at the Metropolitan in a single evening. Of course it will give a trivial and thoughtless insight of "society," but if the reader will please to consider that, underneath all this froth, there is a greater quantity ot good, admirable and sedate material, no injustice will have been done. To begin with, a rumor went the round of the boxes that night at the opera that a diamond brooch, one of the finest in Mrs. "William Astor's collection, had been stolen.. HOW THE GOSSIPS EXPLAINED IT. "It happened this way," said the inform ant. "You know that she has a watchman who keeps in protective distance whenever she goes to or departs from a public gather ing at which she wears valuable jewels. Well, at the Bradley-Martin ball, somehow or other, a thief was substituted for this guardian and he managed to steal the brooch." But it was not so, as I soon ascertained; and I quote it only to show how much more trustworthy is the news that is printed than that which is spoken. Some night, however, there is going to be a big crime in connec tion with some social affair. A bold and well-planned raid will be made on Fifth avenue on an Astor or Vanderbilt carriage, $100,000 worth of diamonds will be jerked from the person of the lady inside, and the highwaymen will likely escape with their plunder. As I glanced around at the mat rons in-half a dozen boxes, and tried to esti mate the value ot the jewels in sight, I mar veled why some of those Western gangs of train robbers did not come out of the wilder ness into New York lor feasible plunder. How dull, how incomplete a box of women looks without any men. Thev may be beautiful, and they may be beautifully dressed; but their feminine charms require the contrast afforded by the broad shoulders and more solid, manly beauty of their male iclations to show them to real advantage. The ornamental part ot a man's toilet can never be so intricate as a woman's, and therefore never quite so interesting, but it is none the less real; and a man's clothes should be equally good. There should be a perfect fit hud cut about his suit, and exact harmony with his surroundings. There should be a freshness and spruceness about his whole appearance, and nothing slovenly or untidy. In a word, he should be so dressed that he feels PERFECTLY AT EASE. So take a woman's advice, you men, and patronize the tailors and clothiers judicious ly. A fop is a man who devotes the greater part of his life to dressing; and this is not tho least necessary or desirable for those who would dress well. The majority of mankind do not have many new suits in the year, and it would not take much valuable time to choose these care'ully, and see that they fitted well, and were all good of their kind. In clothes, as in most things, "the dearest is often the cheapest in the end." Far be it from me to encourage foppishness, or dress ing well as the main object of anyone's life; but if a few of those men of whom all of us know some who habitually dress badly from sheer indolence could be roused to take a wholesome interest in their personal ap pearance it would be an extremely benefi cial change for themselves and all about them. It can never be anything but a good quality to dress well; and a really pleasing exterior is almost invariably indicative of deeper and nobler qualities within. A well-known theater manager is talking to a friend, as they stand together in the vestibule. A woman of showy figure and striking countenance passes in with a young man. She smiles pleasantly at the mana ger and bows. "By jove," exclaims the gentleman who is with the manager, "that's a stunning looking woman. Who is she?" t HOW THESE GIRLS WOEK. The manager smiled slightly, and said: "No one you know. She is new about here. Expects to go on the stage next season. But she's a type, I tell you. I wonder if you know the way her class of woman manages things. Some of the showy comic opera girls are just like her. They are a clear type and are interesting. They have more admiration for men than they can take care of, but they make no account of it except from precisely three different sources. Yes, that is the limit. Three just finish the com bination. First there must be a financial backer. He is usually a middle-aged man with large resources, and he carries on his intrigue on the strictest plan of secrecy. This part of the triumvirate is the least lucky of the lot, for his share of the business consists principally of paying the bills. But he is, nevertheless, ingeniously kept on the list. Then comes the handsome young gentleman who has money enough to dress Hi IMI If Oil M liWIW l 'J M rT! v7'"5 " SUNDAY, MARCH 2, elegantly, to buy dinners, hire carnages and so on, but who is not expected to pro vide any regular funds or make expensive presents. He is sweet and will carry bundles wheu asked, or even air the lady's pet dog if she but smiles on him. Last of all comes the 'terrier ' who mav be a cheap actor, a baseball player, a gambler, or even a thea ter manager. That lady who just passed in was with the nice little admirer." KISSES BY MAIL. A beau took a letter from his pocket, in order to read something from it to a fair cousin who sat by his side. "Ah; she mailed you a kiss," the girl re marked. "Not that I know of," was the fellow's reply. "Look there," and she pointed to a crinkled place, down at the corner of the sheet, such as a damp spot might have left. Haven't you learned the latest sentimental thing? A girl presses the paper to her lips, leaving a mark like that, and so encloses a kiss without writing a word of confession. That's what Jennie did, and you, goose that you are, never noticed it." The next thine the stationers will turn out may be ready-kissed paper, with a faint tint of red lips and a delicious scent of fra grant breath pertaining thereto. Art is ever quick to beat nature. A young author of note in New York has a face extraordinary for -its pure Greek beauty. A book dealer on Broadway begged the father of the young man to per mit him to exhibit a fine portrait of him in his window. The father readilyacquiesced. Among all that gazed upon the young man's handsome features none was so deeply in terested as the father, who made a practice of going every morning at a certain hour, in rain and in shine, to view the picture, and listen to the compliments. One day he went as usual to the shop and carefully put an his glasses to enjoy the painting. INSTANTLY HE STAETED BACK in astonishment for the portrait was gone from the window. Hurrying into the shop he confronted the proprietor of the place and asked him excitedly what had become of his son's portrait "My dear sir," said the shopkeeper, "I was compelled to take it from the window. It was spoiling my business and irritating all my employes." "Why, what do you mean, sir?" sput tered the irate father. "How could my boy's picture harm your business?" "I will tell you if you will be calm," re plied the bookdealer. "You see, your sou is unusually handsome, so handsome indeed that for the last number of weeks this store has been beset from morning till night by Jroung women who wanted to ask about lim. Every time the door opened it was to let in some girl who inquired who the gen tleman in the window was. This was our only reason for removing the portrait, and we certainly meant no disrespect to your talented son." The old lather smiled. The idea pleased him. He ordered the painting sent home, and at the opera he was telling the story with great gusto to his intimate friends. LADIES ON THE STREETS. An assertion discussed by a box full of swell women was that it is more dangerous for a pretty woman to go on the streets alone during the daytime than at night. From per sonal observations, one matron declared that the time would come ere long when New York parents will adopt the rule of the French, and never permit a young woman to go on the street alone without an attend ant. I do not know whether the advent of so many foreigners here has brought about the present reprehensible system of street mashing, but certain it is that ladies while walking are now exposed to more rudeness than ever before. Several mashers have been complained of to the police lately, and a few arrests have been made. It is a fact that those arrested have all been foreigners. A very shrewd girl was disposed to rate herown sex for the increase of the petty depravity. "I believe," said she, "that this city has its full Bhare of good and dignified men and women, but I also know that there are thousands of women who influence badly the habits of the street. As our careless men go about they find at every turn some woman who encourages them to beV insulting. The lightweights among tbem gradually grow to consider the entire female sex from one point of view, and end by being impudent to any woman that at all attracts their fancies. COMPELLED TO STJFFEB. "And that is why you see men sidle up alongside of a prettygirl when she stops to look in at a shop window, or crowd unneces sarily close to her in a street car. She may despise their advances, but she is compelled to suffer an infliction reared by her own sex. Those insulting men have on more than one occasion been met with encouragement, and, not being philosophers, have taken the con temptible smiles of unworthy women as signs of the best feminine preference. I cer tainly do blame my own sex for the increase of masculine brutality. There will surely be wholly admirable men in a city like New York, but beastliness must have something to feed upon, and can do no more than exist in a passive state if it finds no means of sus tenance." I found considerable truth in these words when, next day, my attention was attracted to a truly royal example of the female sex walking alone on Firth avenue. She was a young, tall, golden-haired girl, A PERFECT BEAUTY, and her features were as delicate and high bred as those of an ideal princess. As she moved grandly along a man with black, ugly eyes, a short, pointed beard, and an air of inexpressible conceit, came up swiftly from behind and passed her. As he did so he deliberately turned and stared at her face, not for an" instant merely, but protractedly and insolently, in the unmis takable manner ot the professional masher. The lovely girl was an honor to her sex at that moment. She held her head at the same angle as be.'ore, gazed proudly straight ahead.and never gave the slightest sign that the staring brute was in the world. Within a half minute the masher dropped behind and gave up the game. It was easy enough to see then that if all young women were as safe in their own pride as that fair girl, street mashing would be a starvation em plovment in very short order. Claka Belle. AGAINST A DIAMOND BROOCH. Tho Queer Title of a Suit Brought In the Untied Sinics Court. New YorS Star. "We have many queer suits like this one on hand at times," said Clerk Gilchrist of the "United States District Court to me yes terday, handins-me a parcel of law papers entitled "the United States against u dia mond brooch." "That diamond brooch," explained Mr. Gilchrist, was seized by Cus tom House inspectors, who found it con cealed among some baggage which came over on the steamer Etniria. The brooch, which is very valuable, was placed where it was found by its owner with the hope that it would "escape detection by the officers. When it was discovered and seized, the person to whom it belonged did not come forward and claim it. Isuppose he or she was afraid of the iron hand of the law, and rather than be hauled up on a charge of smuggling, allowed the matter to go by default. "In such cases the article seized is held by the Government for a reasonable length or time, and if the owner does not put iu an appearance papers are made out and sent to this court and a suit is instituted by the Government against the article seized for the recovery of the duties. If no one ap pears in court, the article is sold and the proceeds go to swell Uncle Sam's Treas ury." .. Conclusive Evidence of Greatness. Llpplncott's Magazine. Miss Ecdiugote No, Aunt Brindle, I am not engaged. When I marry it will be a great man. Mrs. Brindle (doubtfully) Well. I dunno. You can't always tell how a man will turn out. Now, there's Joshua Mis-s Itedlngote Now, you don't mean to say Uncle Brindle has ever distinguished himself! Mrs. Brindle Well, I'll tell you what he did. I seut him dowiLto the store with a ribbon the other day and he matched it. "fiffi!WfB""Bf""""l!" ,vr,rsr-!Hf. j-iM1--- -rmm'm J1-'111!1 L?SPPfWBl 1890. m NTE TALKS DELSAETE. Thoughts Expressed by Various MoTe ments of tho Human Body. THE IDEAS INVOLVED IN A KICK. Experience In Punting- on the Elver Thames Before a Great Crowd. UE3IIXISCEXCES OP ME. 0SCAE WILDE WBITTEIf FOB TOT DISPATCH Art should interest by the true. Art should movo by the beantitnl. Art should persuade by the good. Art should interest by the true to illumine the Intelligence, Move by the beautiful to regenerate the lite. Persuade by the good to perfect tho heart. Dclsarte. One beautiful day in July last I floated along down the bosom ot the Thames in a brown study, also in a canoe that had tried the sunlit waters of nearly every American river before it came to visit this quiet but rather noted English stream. Harry Wel come paddled and I smoked an American cigar. I did not paddle for the reason that I do .not know how. I enjoy industry, but there are lines of industry with which I am not familiar. This is one of them. To pad die a birch bark canoe so that it will run straight is not an industry, however. It is an art. Punting seemed to be more in my line. Punting looks more simple. Punting on the Thames is conducted by means or a long pole and a flat-bottomed "gondola. The puntist rams his pole into the bottom of the river, and by a dexterous push sends the boat along at "an even and delightful gait. I had poled a raft on the upper Mis- I liaised, the Punt Pole High in Mr. sissippi, broken a jam and been a director on a rope ferry, 23 years ago, so I knew enouch of aquatics to punt, I should say. Mr. Fisher said I might punt awhile, so he yielded his place to me. APPLAUSE GREETED HIM. I rose to my full height, and, as I did so, baring my brow to the soft kiss of the clover-scented afternoon, I was recognized by other Americans who were assisting me last summer in making time? easy in Paris and also in bringing about an era of pros perity in London. A round of applause greeted me Ironi along the river bank also, for I am almost as well known abroad as I am in my own country, and in fact all sum mer long it was nip and tuck between me and old Bouillon Jay to see which would get the most press notices. So I bowed a Dclsarte bow and spat on my hands in a languid way. Another burst or applause mat ecnoea aown past the iocs and out toward Hampton Court swelled my heart with a pardonable pride as I raised the punt pole high in air and socked it into the brunette bosom of the historical stream. The swift and rather slick craft shot away with its gay and well-dressed burden, but I did not join them. I remained. The punt pole has a tendency to stick in the clay bot tom of the Thames, but I did not Know this. Clinging to the pole, of course I missed my connection with the boat, and a loud plunk, followed by a merry peal of laughter, closed the sad scene. I did not furnish the laugh ter. I supplied the plunk. 4. beautiiul but rather impulsive dog be longing to Mrs. Sheldon plunged in and saved my life. He dragged me out on the bank by my clothing, as he thought, no doubt, but my clothing was not so thick as he had supposed. That is if a dog ever sup poses. So T will always carry the marks ot that rescue even to my grave. Punting is a very healthful exercise, but one should have a set of dry clothing at hand, so that be may change as soon as he gets his punting done. HOW OSCAR WILDE LOOKS. But I started out to say that among the faces I seemed to recognize was one that was very English, and yet I thought I had seen it in America. It was the face of a man of forty odd, I would say. It was the face of a very homely woman on the shoulders and body of a man. The features were as plain as those of a hippopotamus in repose, but when lighted up with a smile they were as beautiful as those of Pa riah. The hair was abundant and about the color of a maple caramel that has been exposed to the elements all summer. It had evidently been worn long, but had been cut off at the neck by means of a pinking iron and a set of burglar's tools. His complexion was opaque and his teeth hung in rich clusters on the outside of his mouth when he smiled. He wore an Eton cap aud lolled back in the canoe while a talented hired man at three bob a day and a shandy gaff paddled the frail bark along the Thames and exhibited this gifted curi osity to the wondering crowd. The gifted curiosity was Oscar Wilde. I met'him in the Territories 12 or 13 years ago, I think. He wore more of a coiffure at that time. Since then he has stuffed a sofa pillow with it. His hair at that time clus tered around a horse's face apparently, and he wore a genuine store sombrero. It was too new to look comfortable, as he had bought it at Tie Siding. Oc. wore a liver colored cravat and a look of intense melan choly. I gave him a large green and gold card of miue, printed in our new job office by a bright young artist who had fed two or three of his most desirable fingers to our large blue job press while trying to pick a dodger out from among its back teeth. ME. WILDE AHED. Mr. Wilde said "Ah!" I said we have t beautiful climate here, and then he repeated his , former statement. I said, "You ca.i trust me, Oscar. I will not betray you. What you say will be us between man and man. If you do not want it printed and would like to keep it in the background and finally run lor office and give us a safe, Har rison administration, for instance, as free from turmoil as a great 0D ' oatmeal mush iu a weary land, I will respect your wishes." He again abed, and producing a large silk handkerchief, the color of the coating to the stomach of an habitual drunkard, he wiped his wide waste of nose. Then he went iu the car and Listened the door, to indicate that the interview was at an end. Since then I have always regarded Oscar Wilde as a greatly overestimated man. But art is not dead even though Oscar Wilde has had his hair cut by means ot a can opener, and now the great Delsarte movement or cult is sweeping the country like a besom of wrath, I was going to say, but I hate to use the word besom at this time without consulting some authorities regard ing its meaning. PEOOBESS I2T THE DELSAETE MOVEMENT. We have a Delsarte movement on Vine gar Hill. I had long felt ths need of such a movement, and so heartily joined it Earl association with Blackleet and Flat head Indians, and a course of training aft erward as a farm hand, had given me a ple beian manner in society which were sadly out of keeping with my pregnant mind. The Delsarte school tenches us to cultivate friendly relations between the mind and body; that good breeding is not shown by an artificial cultivation. Of course we have only advanced a little in our "Vinegar Hill class, but we are getting on to the scheme, as you might say. We are all enthusiasm and earnestness. We have got some books, and we can already fall down two flights of stairs without injuring them. We are are also enabled to analyze motion and physical displacements and" muscular disintegration!'. We can also "relax." Likewise "devitalize" ourselves, aud al though we "decompose," there are as yet no flies on us. Browning says, you know: What is be but a brute Whose flesh hath soul to suit. Whose spirit works lest arms and legs want playT To man propose this test Thy body at its best, how far can that project thy sonl on its lone way? We are engaged now in the analysis of physical motion. All motion of the body or limbs is eloquent if we will pay atten tion. Art comes to our aid and lets us in on the ground floor. The higher education opens up a mighty vista iu this direction, all new and untrodden. It shows us that what we thought, for instance, a courteous how was, after all, a poorly concealed in sult. We see now that it was a reluctant compliance with an old custom. Instead of meaning "I acknowledge your worth and lower my colors to your superiority," it means that "I comply with the statutes in such case made and provided, and I exter nally bow to you while internally biting my thumb at vou. I simply bow in a way to convince bystanders that I am a gentleman, whether you are or not." ELEVATED EAILEOAD ETIQUETTE. That is not true art. That is elevated railroad etiquette a bow with a string to it. The higher education is really a refined and durable style of Christianity." It is the kind that teaches us things which will not only beof use to us here, but also aid us iu enter taining an angel unawares. What would some of our elevated railroad gentlemen do if only a male angel dropped in to spend the evening, or if one of them tried to ride down with him from Harlem to City Hall? He would step on his wings and jab his wet umbrella into his ribs. We learn here that each organ of the body has its significance and meaning, when we come to analyze people and their couduct toward us from day to day. The head, we will say, is the mental division. If I bow the head only to you I signify that I lower my wisdom or mental jag to yours. I say, externally at least: "You know more than I do. It may be an inferior order ot knowl edge, but we will let that go. I bow to you to signify that I recognize your wonderful ability, such as it is." You then return the bow by giving a sim ilar one, which means: "O no, now, partner. Come off. Come off. That is a mistake. You are my mental superior, and so here is your old bow returned with thanks." To go still farther, if I bow more ex tensively, involving the entire body, or torso as we call it, I say by this action: "lam highly inferior to you MESTALLT AND PIIYSICALLT. "Your eyes are as the diamonds bright, but mine arc dull as lead. I therefore lower my eyes to yours and douse my ocular peak to vourn. Your hair is superior in quality and knocks me silly as to quantitv. I therefore lower my hair to you. I also recognize that my other features, when compared with yours, look like a mis understanding in the House of Itepresent atives. I therefore make an obeisance with my other features. My voice also lacks the timber and other building material to be found in yours, and so I bow my voice. My heart and all its wealth of rich, warm nffec tion I place at your feet. I also bow my sluggish and inferior liver out of respect to 4ii I 1 I Gave Him My Card. your active and self-reliant liver. I bow my gastric works also, knowing how poor they are and how unreliable and prone to keep me awake of nights. I therelore bow my entire system of assimilation, mastica tion, digestion, chylification, chymification, lactificatiou, gastrification, bilification, pan crification, deglutition, dentition, ossifica tion and perspiration to yours." Those arc the language of the deep and earnest bow. If I be the subject of an irri table, monarch whose wife makes head cheese every fall, sufficient to last through the winter, I bow myself still more and be come entirely prone, thereby indie sting this: "Yonr MostNoble and Eoyal Corpulency I knock under to your nibs. You are mv superior in regard to numbers, and I humiliate myself rather than be iu the soup or get my bead cut off while still in iu sins. I yield to thee, thou toyal, apoplectic, polygamous reptile on thy father's side, be cause I haven't money enough to take me to Africa. I root in the sand at thy august and ponderous lect rather than be beheaded in order that thy multitudinous wife may make head cheese for the neighbors." WHEEE SUPEBIORITT IS SHOWS. All physical actions have their signifi cance if we know how to analyze them prop erly, and our Vinegar mil .ucisurte class is gently but firmly getting there, as Bufus Choate used to say. How interesting it is, for instance, to study the genesis of a phys ical movement. We will say that you come to me when I ani very, very busy, and you forget to go away, owing to a lapse of mem ory, which has also interfered with your rec ollection of the ?5 you borrowed two years ago, and you talk to me about yourself all the time, when I want you to talk about me and interest mc, or else go away aud let me work. Well, a thought wave in my central office goes over to the operator and writes out a red message which scoots along the main line of the spinal column, flashes in the eye, telis the biceps and mnscles of the forearm u open me uoor, uuru aiuu iuc 3WM.il. nerve and tells the muscles and tarsal and metatarsal bones to be on hand, or on foot, rather, and I then, more in sorrow than in anger, kick you downstairs. What does this mean? Why, it means: "I consider myself your superior. I feel above you. I dislike you in some respects. I do this to indicate it. Socially you are not my equal. I take this step iu order to call your atten tion to it." This is higher education. Bill Nye. A Public Itcnrfhctnr. Mr. C. J. Bennett, of Orniond, Pa., says he had a hard time getting Chamberlain's Cough Bemedy started there, but now his customers.think him a public benefactor. "No doubt about it." "It does the wort," he says, and that is what makes it popular. For sale by E. G. Stuckey, Seventeenth and Twenty-fourth Bts., Penn ave. and cor. Wylie ave. and Fulton St.; Markell Bro?., cor. Penn and Frankstown uve.; Theo. E. Ihrig, 3610 Fifth ave.; Carl Hartwig, 4,010 Butler st., Pittsburg, and iu Allegheny by E. E. Heck, 72 and 104 Federal st.; Thos. K. Morris, cor-Hanover and Preble aves.; F. H. Eggers, 172 Ohio si, and F. H. Eggers & Son, 199 Ohio st and 11 Smith field st. wsu A VISIT TO -MANILA. The Land Famous for Fine Tobaccos, Hopes and Earthquakes. MAKING CISAES AND CIGARETTES. Cockfiht,inff the Chief Amusement and ths Sonrce of Jlnch Eerenne. A PROMISCUOUS STYLE OP BETT1XG tWBITTBS VOB TOT PISFATCS.I The passage from Hong Kong to the Philippine Islands is usually accounted the worst in the China seas. It is a sort of sail ing sideways, through cross-currents and into the favorite haunt and very hatching place of the dreadful typhoon. Moreover, Manila is not the easiest place in the world to find, because no one knows its exact longitude and latitude. It is one of the most earthquaky places in the world, so when a British scientific and surveying ex pedition came some years ago to the Philip pines to determine the precise latitude and longitude the islands were never steady enough to afford a satisfactory base for tha instruments. For myself, however, Manila will always be remembered as the place where for the first time I had my pockeU publicly and officially searched. As soon as we anchored, a guard of soldiers came on board and as sisted the custom honse officials in minutely examining everything in one's baggage. Wheu this was over I was stopped at the head of the gangway by the lieutenant iu command and courteously informed that be fore I could land he must be permitted to see what I had in my pockets. When it came to my pocket bock he turned it over, separating every piece of paper in it. A bystander informed mc that all this was to prevent the introduction of Mexican dollars, on which there is a high premium, and a pamphlet attacking the priests, recently published in Hong Kong. ITS PECULIAR ATTEACTIOXS. Commerce now passes by without stop ping, yet Manila is a place of peculiar at tractions. The streets arc dazzling with their "flowers of fire" large trees ablaze with scarlet blossoms. The olive-skinned mestizas, half-caste descendants of emi grated Spaniard and native Indian, step daintily along on bare feet encased in chinelas, embroidered beelless slippers,with gay fluttering garments of jusi, a wovea mixture of silk and pine fibre, their loose jet black hair reaching sometimes almost to the ground one woman was pointed out to me whose hair was said to be 80 inches long and their deep, dark eyes passing over you in languid surprise. The native men are a community which has forgotten to tuck its shirt into its trous ers. Their costume consists of a pair of white trousers and an elaborately pleated and starched shirt, with the tails left flying about. Every one is smoking a cheroot, and every other one has a game cock under his arm, a constant companion and chief treasure, and sometimes chief source of in come too. Of the six characteristics of Manila tobacco, hemp, earthquakes, cock-fishting, priestcraft and orchids the first two are known to all the world. Manila cigars and Manila rope are household words. Orchid hunters come here year after year, travel far into the virgin forests of the interior, and emerge again after months of absence, if fever and the Tagalos spare them, with a few baskets full of strange flowers which they carry home with infinite precaution and sell for a king's ransom. I was told of one collector who sold a plant for 500. TOBACCO THE STAPLE. Tobacco is of course the staple industry 'and a morning spent iu a tobacco factory is extremely interesting. Manila tobacco is considered here to be superior to any in the world except the famous "Vnelte Abajo" of Cuba, and millions of Manila cigars are sold as Havanas. In fact, the two styles, Manila and Cuban, the former with the' end cut blunt off and the sides parallel are tnrned ont in almost equal quantities. Five colors are distinguished lor sale, although the expert at the selecting tables divides his heap into thirty different colors. London takes assorted colors, while the dark brands are sent to Spain, the light ones to New York and the straight cheroots to India. The figures of tobacco-makingare astound ing. At "La Flor de la Isabella," and this is only one of a score of factories in Manila, 4,000 people are employed, their hours of labor being eight, as Mr. Gompers, of Amer ica, and John Barns, of England, will "be interested to know, from 7 to 12 and from 2 to 5 o'clock. And from the huge "Im periaJes" to the tiny "Coquetas" and the twisted "Culebras," 4,000,000 in Manila style and 1,500,000 in Cuban style are made monthly. But cigarette-making caps the climax. The tobacco leaves are cut into "Hebra" or thread, which we call "long-cut," and the whole process ol niaKing is dons by one machine. I saw nine of these hard at work and each turns out 12,000 in a da v. It is a simple sum: 9x12,000x30x12 say'38,000,000 cigarettes a year from one factory. What a heritage ot palpitation and dyspepsia! SCENES IJT 1HS COCKPIT. The great cockpit of Manila at the "Fiesta del Pueblo" was one of the most remarka ble spectacles I have ever seen. Imagine a huge circus with an arena raised to the height of the faces of those standing; behind them ti:r upon tier grad ually rising above the arena, which is in closed with fine wire netting, the red draped box of the farmer the IeadTug Chinaman of Manila, named Palanca;and a packed audi ence of 4,000 people. Squatting on tha earthen floor of the ring, inside the wire netting, are the habitues, half Chinese and half Mestizos, while the officials walk about. Then two mei enter the ring each carrying a bird whose spur is shielded for the mo ment in a leather scabbard. One wears his hat he is the owner of the challenging bird; the other, hatless, is the outsider who takes up the challenge. An official calls out the sum for which he backs, and how much is still lacking to make up the sum. Then comes the most extraordinary scene of all. The moment the words are out of his month it rams dollars in the ring. From those inside, Irom those who are within throwing distance, apparently from every where, dollars ponr in, without method, without ownership, without a bargain, so far as one can judge amid the deafening clamor. When the sums on the bird3 are eqnal, tho betting master shouts: "Cosadai" "matched," literally "married," the farmer from his box on high yells: "Larga!" "loose them," and the fight begins. Some times it lasts ten minutes, sometimes only a second, the first shock leaving one bird a mangled corpse. HOXOK AMONG THE BETTING CLASSES. The fight over, the betting master goes round handing money back recklessly, so it seems, to anybody who holds put a hand. I asked Senor Palanca how betting could possibly be carried on like this. He re plied that each one asks for or takes the sum that belongs to him. But if anybody should put out his hand iw another's money? He gave me to Underst.-,.! that it was never doce ; and that if anybody were detected doing so, he would probably have a dozen knives in his body on the snot. In the course of the afternoon I witnessed' 105 cockfights. The authorities make a large revenue from the cockpit. Two other reminiscences may conclude my sketch of Manilla. One is that 100 people were dying every day of cholera while I was there, and ievera'1 times my guide pushed me hastily back against the wall as we threaded our wav alons the narrow streets.and stuffed, '3 his camphorated handkerchief in his mouthy UlUllbllU UlCilVU. ia " bWUr.l. u. LUCl, passed bearing on their suoulueraa long' object wrapped in a sheet and slucg be-'' tween two poles the latest case going to tha hospital. The other reminiscence is that the thermometer stood -it 105 in the shade, -as I saw, and at 100 in the sun. as I was told, during my visit i. HESET NOBJIAS. A4 "-.aSSM ( -iis i. H . ji3fcu-a .... wmmm
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