The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1876-02-19

experienced the same sensations, ifW
may Judge from the signs Of relic
which were drawn the minute we gov
outside the door No after about
names any one who has ever made
that call will know who we mean.
Then entering our carriage 81 80 an
hour, dear friends--we viii rled away
TO Senator Bayard's. The young lady
daughter Of the house, who made her
debut last week, was chatting with II
friend but Mrs. Bayard received w
with the ensy grace of one who IL to
the manor born. ! haven't the faint.
est idea Of her features, aud shouldn't
know her again II ] met her, but |
brought away with me memory of
dark hair smoothly brushed back from
IA high forehead, pair OF brlght.dark
eyes and sweet voice that knew how
10 make music out of commonplace
words. Senator linyard Is, par excel
lence, the cultivated gentleman, and
Mrs. Bayard M true n type Of the re-
fined lady.
But should | tell you OF all my four
teen calls, this letter would stretch too
far, you will he content, therefore,
when tell you that the young daugh-
ter Of Senator Davis welcomes
her mothers guests so pleasantly that
| they are sure to come again that
| Mrs. Logan, of Illinois, and Mrs Cam
eron, of Wisconsin receive together
since they board In the same house,
that Mrs. ConkliDg and her pretty
daughter are the guests Of Mrs. Grant,
that Mrs. Thurman, though universally
beloved, is not entertaining her friends
| this winter because Of certain cnrpen-
ters and masons who have their man
sion In charge, and that no mortal can
possibly do the Senatorial circle in less
than three afternoons.
1t il no slight accomplishment TO be
able to ''receve" gracefully. There
must be an amount OF native tact which
cannot be acquired; II swift intuition
concerning the social status and mem
tai range of each entering visitor, and
an ability to say the right thing at the
right moment, which amounts to
sixth sense. Few ladies possess 1t In
perfection, for IL Is gift which the
gods jealousy deal to supreme favor
ties only, but the woman to whom it
is vouchsafed can achieve greater pu-
litical victories than any man ever eff
lected. | wonder ambitious men do
not oitener think of this.
MAGGIE MITCHELL
has been here all the week, drawing
crowded houses and then drawing tears
from the countless eyes by her Won
derful acting. She might have been
more bewitching in her earlier years,
but | doubt If she We're more pOWcrtW.
| had never seen her till Friday even
ing, when she played Jane Eyre
That pitthl story has been changed
just enough to give it a healthier MGR
al tone than that of the novel, and ii
was years since | had read it, but its
narrowing details made great big
men cough violently while feminine
eyes openly overllowe had the
pleasure of meeting Maggie in II
friends parlor, for this favorite actress
has kept the affection and respect of
the public through all the years of her
professional life. Knowing how in
cessantly she has portrayed tictitcious
character | could hardly understand |
the possibility of any real individuality
still existing. | expected to catch u |
hint of Fanchon IN her tones trace
Of Lorle in her look or an outright |
manifestation of Jane Eyre But Mrs. |
Paddock, who restrained my saluta-
ton, Is u sweet, graceful little lady,
without one bit of staginess in her
speech or manner. The fair hair
fell in soft fluff over her forehead,
and dropped in long curls from an
ivory comb ut the back of the head.
Brown eyes, frank yet keen, met mine
with u straightforward glance, and |
defy anybody to guess her age from
any apparent traces these years of
study and work have left. | careless
ly asked, making an effort at the
aforesaid problem; "How long have
you been on the stage?" "Ever since
can remember" quoth Maggie, and
was no wiser than before. She is
bright and witty and earnest her
profession is her life and she loves 1t
dearly. She travels with her own
troupe, escaping the vexatious rehears-
alswith local "sticksn and thoroughly
enjoys r0using her audience. an
Boston," she gays, "the strictest peo- :
pie come to her performances - and
Rev. John Weis actually wrote new
act for the drama of "Fanchon the p
Cricket" She was to substitute this
for the reading usually given, but
abandoned it after one trial, since it r
was too sombre and heavy, and the |
public demanded what they had al
ready approved.
This week we have Clara Morris in
her emotional roles, beginning with
camille, but Clara Morris will never :
i've in the hearts of the people like
little Maggie, who can curl herself up
II any corner and stay there like a
title pet kitten. Maggie's appeals to
'ur sympathies do us good; the
tormier passion Clara Morris rouses
cave ruin and disaster behind.
! STORY CONCERNING EARLL, THE
BAPTIST,
Who is here in the same business as
Moody and Sapkey. Though the har-
,est of souls he may have reaped he
he is very sure of the amount
If convertible filthy lucre which has
Ieen his visible reward, and especially
proud of his suburban home at New
on, Massachusetts.
Awhile ago, boasting of its attrac-
lion among some Boston merchants,
he sighed, piously lamenting that his
work would not permit him to enjoy
his lovely home frequently.
"Ahemw said Charley Shepard
whom everybody knows for an invet-
crate joker, "Ahem, EARL; your house
may be very tine, but own one that
will discount it in everything
u" Indeed" calculated the parson.
" Where Is it? would like to see it,,
" No doubt of that" replied Charley,
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