New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1860-09-15

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always beside me.
So sitting quiet here, whore must sit to write 10
Won, strive to call up all souvenirs and hearsay
that can smuse you, doubtful Of the last, and mol
| over rich in the former.
There was great bah last week at the grandest
house in Newport. Guano built it, though you
would not suppose 40 from the brilliant rcd into
which il has blossomed. Its dimensions are pala-
tial. situation rstrate. IL ia just in the way
where longing eyes are sure TO pass, ana 80 IaF
back from the road that one can only see 1t H. we
should be- extremely satisfied TO receive our friends
in the porter's lodge of this establishment. per.
mauent abode there would not be undesirable. at
the hour of morning calls stately carriages
standing before IT, but meeting elsewhere the queen
who rules within it. one finds her sweet and simple
| in aspect Her fete was gorgeous, Of course. The
int rDal magni6cence corresponds to the external
/ So keen was the interest to view the apartments,
the zeal to inspect each least OrnamentatiOn that
Che young ladies' found themselves in a position of
secondary attraction, and did not vote it a good
! tine. certain solemn Spanish state imposed,
perhaps upon the freshness of their blooming spirits.
| For such a house ytu need the repOse and dignity
of Spanish or at least of European manners. The
Yankee girls are too pert and personal When /
see them tramping abOutIe with their wide circles
and military hats, the basquine Tightening their
man ike effect, ask myself whether the gentle of
the other sex are safe in their company; whether a
modest youth might not be in danger of cuff or a
Gaming on the first symptom Of dlsObedence TO their
word Of command. But the ball had another iea-
| ture; three suppers were served, and those who
| eDiOyed them were vigorously divided into three
! parties First the married ladies were seated at
table and the doors locked. This afforded an excel.
| lent opportunity TO any Don Giovanni to run off
with their daughters, and they seem to have been
uneasy in the separation. Soup, fish, and all the
| SUGGESTIONS of a solid meal were served, to be
aH ,.+la and 4 0lt no no
married ladies having undergone rejection, doors
were unlocked, and maidenhOOd was now admitted
| to victuas. But the young men might not eat nor
| drink The line of Milton no doubt suggested itself
| to them in this form:
| They also sup who only stand and Rat.'
II was only question Of time, yet we infer that
they were outrageOuSy hungry and angry, under this
| new form of discipline. Finally their turn also
| came whether with locked doors or not we cannot
| tell-one imagines terrible rush and a clean
sweep but not knowing, we can only hope that
petiOn was obtained whatever cost of patience.
1t was generally thought on reflection, that the
! usual h'pgedy pggledy arrangement was on the
| whole more agreeable. The greedy keep each other
toerably in check, and the married ladies can take
care Of their own wants without the Intervention of
lock and key. But the intention was, no doubt,
deeply benevolent
Last week brought also dinner given by four
very creamy gentlemen to a select party of ladies,
at the Atlantic House. Cook brought from New
York on purpose; Mrs. Douglas present-all man
ner of magnifccnces-hOp atterward, and home at
two in the morning. From these hints your magn-
alton can fiji ont, as mine does as much glory of
plate meat, and champagne as is compatible with
human dignity and Oyment-beyOnd that we need
not, nay, we will not 60.
There was also a morning concert by Nine.
Graeyer johnson. We always delight to praise this
lady. and also TO hear her. We are not at all up
to the sublimty of self-sacrhce of some people of
fashion who met coming from the concert, and
yaWned out: "Oh you see, we all subscribed, but
ia 20 was too gweat baw" We couldn't help
wishing TO ask why, in that case, they did not treat
their cOschm8n, bOusemad, or whatever other do
mestic fnctionary was worthy for if you search
any house from garrett to cellar you will generally
find some one who loves music. Nor should we in
anyWise object to their company, for art il demo-
cratic well as religion, and we should prefer the
presence Of the humbest, enjoying music, to the
empty seat that would seer to represent an empty
head.
And there was n party at the studio we love,
given by the artist of the clear backgrounds and
gloIited iaces-yes, for he glOrlfes every face he
tOuches-the unworthy the commonplace could not
decorate lis pencil, for he does not them, and
never paints them. This studio is no place of COM
mon resort, no neutral ground for chatting and fir
tatOns The artist feels presence there which
are not to he disturbed by useless talk or shallow
laughter II was very good of him to let us in there
at AL much more to have the place swept and gar
nished for our reception. Instead of mirrors, there
were beautiful, clear pictures, and misty outlined
faces stretched themselves 10 peep at us from fair
confusion LIKE that of poets dream. Ancient bro
Cades aud tapestries were hung wherever adOrn-
mrut was needed-scats were arranged in Italian
fashion, all around the four sides Of the room. In
the middle, however got there, stood the StcinWay
As for the company, it might have been called
" IN Crtme de Ia BOkCme," but no, the Bohemia
with one good moment for twenty bad ones, smelling
Of spirits. with flash waistcOat, cOncealing rags
debts, and bad morals. This was the Bohemia of
true elegance taste, and mind. Fashion was pre-
sent, but not as fashiOn-as the pupil of art one
could bid IL welcome, otherwise the less the better
And Miss Cushman sang: Mary, cali the cattle
home, and made us allcIy; then she sang - Father
MalOy," and made us all laugh. And somebody
else sang German and English ballads, with rare
charm of expression, and conversation came be-
tween, frank bright and familiar such as ia fit TO
ink sweet songs together. " Ar, we in Rome 20
eOple asked each other, and ! answered. :" No,
on are not in ROme-tbrre are no spies IN the dark
orners Of this studo-there no beggars waiting
IL the streets without, when you leave it, yOu
will 90 out into free aud healihful air. No poison
Of distant marshes condemned to eternal stcrility;
no SIGH of the miserable, no spasm from the
Oyer-charged heart of prison can come
near The quiet Of your hOmewsrd way. No
assassin will spring from the Swallowed door
ways upon you, in the herceness of greed
or Of vengeance, mistaking its victim. No dust of
wicked old EmperOrs cOrupts the very bosom Of
the ancient Mother and makes their vices, like
sIui, ttilaut in the nOstrils of living men. That
is Rome. This il Newport, sweet living Newport
The moderng bones of these Hebrews can only