National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1874-03-12
.NADANK NUSARD.
THE LUCKY LITTLE LADY WHOM PARIS
PETS.


VIM anybody confess 70 not being old enough
to remember when Musard went over to New
York and tried 70 establish Balls Nasquss and
fafledi ! think u was in the year IS or IS.
Well, after the Jaaseo in Now York q bslisvs
the police came down on him) he returned to
Paris with beautiful New York woman, whom
used to NEST ct fashionable riding school
here. where lots Of young folks were learning
the ant Of equitation. Nusard was then leading
band which played in an elegant little open
an place, situated behind the Palais De PIndus-
trie. The "Concerts Musard" soon became
the nightly rendezvous Of all the fashionsbles
In town. Here the Princess Metternich inau-
gurated some Of her most fashionable styles.
Hero the Duchess de Morny walked about,
proudly clingins to the arm of her now defunet
husband, the Emperor's inegitimate brother.
and president Of the Corps Legislatif, now a.
dead - himself. Here Hortense Schneider,
then Just beginning to be noticed, came With
the Duke de Gramont. Here the two daugh-
tiers Of LATTE, the banker-one blonde, the
other brypettE- came with their husbands;
one u ~ Marquis de Gillifet, and the blonde
a.sarouise ID still reigning Belle; the other
was married to Erlangcr, the German banker,
but liked somebody else better, for which freak
Or the fancy he divorced her by the German
law. know not what has become Of her, but
Erlangsf Afterwards married slidelps plucky
bonds.
Well, amidst this glittering crowd t6epSetty,
quiet, bhck-eyed, marble skinned Madame
Musard was TO be seen every night, wearing Q
nve-dolisr bonnet and Q white muslim dress.
After the concert she took Musard's arm, and
they walked home to rooms which know were
far from palatial, for friend of mine went to
see them when they were offered to be let st \
they were not good enough. A change came
over the spirit Of their finances. Musard was
discharged from his position because he was
considered to be growing too selfimportaDt;
and, simultaneously with bis dismissal, one Of
tho most gorgeous equipages the Champs
Elysees ever saw ratified up that tidy ave-
nue one sunny afternoon-an open caleche,
to put their fore feet through the bit at every
high step; postfllion q "a Dsumont; powdered
lackeys IN the box behind; the whole establlsh-
ment the very ne plus ultra of chic. And who
was the gorgeously apparelled beauty who
Il led gracefully back in the carriage, shading
hSr face with . parasol worth thousand
francs or morei It was the little twenty-five
eyed, marble-skinned Madame Musard.
You can imagine the sensation the equipage
created. All the newspapers Of the lighter class
were full Of II; ladies Of the whole world and
women of tho half the quarter, the eighth
aye, even poor little workmen's wives-stood
and stared at this Cinderella magnihcence, and
the name Of Madame Musard became ~ fam
liar a. household words. Soon after there
were troubles in Spain, and Queen Isabella sold
,k - -.
purchaser, to the amount of thousands snd
hundreds Of Thousands Of francs, was Madame
Musard. I returned home during the war, and
did not think Of her again: but three years ago,
when ! went to London, the first person met
In Bond street, the very personifcation of quiet
elegance, . dark coupe, with irrepsoachAble
driver following her steps, was Madame Mu-
ssrd. Paris was shut up then; everything bad
gone to the demnition bow-wows, As Manti1M
says; but London was very gay, and Madhme
Musard was still revealing in the enjoyment of
pFincely magnihcsnce. We went.D the opera
the next night after met her, aid from our
guinea seats In the stalls we-ooked mp ct the
pecunious swells on the grand tier. On the
left of the stage was the Prince Of Wales box,
and directly opposite was that of Madame Mu-
sard. She was blazing in . million francs
worth Of diamonds, and attracted more after
ton than Wales and Patti together.
! To come to the fifth act of this French q
ciety comedy-the other night when my eye
were red and my cheeks damp from the wot
Of "Les Deux Orphelines," heard . slamt-
bang and . rattle of late-comers into the left
hand proscenium box, that one which, in Impe-
rial times, was reserved in all Paris theatres
for the Sovereign's use. Looking up, as she
laid her magnificent bouquet of white hlscs
and her jeweied opera-glass upon the box-sill
in front Of her, and lung of her richly EN-
broidered opera cloak, disclosing bewitching
dinner toilette underneath, l recognized, yes,
Madame Tonson come again. It was Madame
Musard, still black-eyed, still marble-skinned,
still distinguished looking, beauty such - wo
rarely see even in America. Musard was with
her, and took charge Of her rich cloak with
almost the same devoted manner with which
he used to press her in his arms when he lifted
her of her horse in the riding school, where I
first saw her, years ago. Musard was with her
then-Musard has been with her always. There
are some things that no fellow can understand.
My private opinion Is that Mr.. Musard has got
an oil-well Tin Pennsylvania or somewhere)
which pays in a way which would make Nilsson's
salary look small.-Otire Logan's Paris letter to
the s.,SDirif of tia Times -