New-York tribune., 1875-03-08

178o 10 end with the Ball of Victims IN 17. He
pske of the European concert, saying 1t was not
Strauss but Bismarck who held the baton. AND
what is the moral ~ asked the red domino. Tho
moral is that we must dance and raise soldiers"
Next came the painter Ziem, who was at Constan-
tinople with the ambassador. They both agreed
that Constantinople would begin the universal
Chariyar. Before that bedeyiled orchestra. before
these laughing women, before this hurly-burly Of
all sorts of passions the painter and the Embassa-
dor, who were two philosophers, predicted all kinds
of cataclysms. One could believe that we were on
the eve of the Day of Judgment; that the earth
wouId treSnble the sun shoot forth fire and fame,
that monarchies and republics would devou each
other like hungry rats, leaving nothing but then
tails.
sign Of the times The French have traversed
80 many catastrophes that they no longer fear any
thing We talked of all this smilingy. not forget
ting that charming forms were concealed uhdef tue
dominoes and that the supper would be very gay
There came General who had distinguished HIM
selfon many battle-felds. He wanted TO take the
box hx assault. The women gave him to under
stand that they were not in state of siege. which
did not prevent him from undertaking the attack OF
the outer works. But il trihe to reduce that
garrison. "Take care General or yoa will fAll into
the moat-" 1T is you, my pretty domino, who are
in danger of falling there, in trying to defend your
self on the platform. Take care, for you know ev-
erything which falls into the trench belongs to the
soldier But the lady did not fall being provided
with high lowered and battlemsnted virtue Tho
General was asked if we ready for another m
yasion. He said, Yes on condition that the women
march in advance "Pshaww said the steel-eTay
domino "a woman can always disarm q French
man. but never a German
We went To supper. not without having traversed
the foyer. because women never enjoy themselves
without having had their dresses tumbled and torn
little There were plenty OF impertlnences on the
staircase which presented the genuine Carnival OK
Venice with its food of people mounting and de-
scending There was enough 10 occupy the ears and
the eyes COarsely seasoned pleasantries and oaths
ard slang OF the gutter; and amid these vugarities
here and there one caught real witticisms OF the
true French. Gaulish, Partisan flavor. When the
time GENES to write " HERE LIES FRA.cE' there
viii! not be wanting some maa of wit to write her
epitaph.
The supper was very gay. The party drank cham
payne without becoming too champagDy. Two OF
the women took off their masks because they were
excessively pretty others kept up the mystery,
while eating mandarins under the lace OF their
masks The celebrated sant-AIbin, who is seen at
every fate opened the door and asked audience OF
the steel-gray domino. II am not here she said
"Whcre are your he asked Il am at home"
Then give NE yoar golden key" You would be
nicely sold, If | did,
The two masked women got into rather lively
quarrel My dear, il is all very well for you tc
ask ME to wait for You at forty. We shall see which
of us has the advantage " Ehat is simple enough.
shall have been handsome, and you ugly" Tbis Is
the way came to know that oae Of the doDnoes
was not pretty. But why did tue other conceal her
face Mystery.
An hour was spent in discussing the world OF
ideas and follies. When we left the Cafe Anglais.
tie dawn, hooded in fogs. was opening. according
to her ancient habit tine gare of the sun. who still
had on his cotton night-cap, and did not want To
get up-a genuine sun of February, all white with
snOwiakes
The re domino promised 10 send me my chronicle
ready made but kn0w what a wOmsn's promise 10
worth. For that reason prefer to send you this,
although write it scarcely knowing if an asieeT
or awake ARsENE HOUssAYE.
PSI forgot to say that the Princess Troubetzkoi
as The Woman of Fire she who Is "A woman OF
suow-and the Marquise AutOrti as " Our Lady Oh
Thermdor" were brilliant i'll wit and raillery.