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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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.
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