Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1877-06-18
CORA PEARL.

NOlA A1Abns
Tho Career OF n wicked ParisIau
celebrity A Woman fer Whose
Smiles Men BRve Fought, pied
and Aquandered Fortunes.
Paris Cor. New York Graphic.l
The leading sensation Of the
week has been the sale of Cora
Pearls furniture. If the ex-celeb
rity had wished to renew her lost
rogue for a little while she could
not have managed better. Hel
name has been in every mouth, and
every Partisan newspaper has said
its little say respecting her. Thus
speaks julie Cloretie, the most in
telligcnt and brilliant of the Pa
risian chroniclers of passing events
"This English Anonyma, come
from heaven knows where, the
daughter, it is said, Of Ports.
mouth sailor, and who inhaled the
odor Of the tar before perfuming
with opoponox, will remain, how
ever, one Of the characteristic ply
siognomies Of the day. She belongs
to the moral history (this is al
euphemism) of the second empire
aud the third republic has seen
like a cast up wreck, displaying il
the proscenium boxes of fashiOna
BILE theaters her red hair, her ugly
face, and her almost sinister lean,
ness. When she made her appear
ance at theater (she may well b,
spoken of in the past tense) arden
glances and eager opera. glasse
were directed toward her pale face
the gazers saw a little cat-nose
eyes scarcely opened, a large mouth
hair of strange red hue, and j
was she.
"This woman has passed through
all the phases of poverty and o
splendor. She has dined off
little fish and bread in a tavern
before eating from silver dishel
marked with her monogram. Real,
if such women could think, wha
bitterly profound reflections the,
might make on our miserable hu
manity. But does any one thinl
in a world of spendthrifts? Whil
up, coachman, and drive to Il gal
lopl One lives fast, leading at ful
speed an overheated and somnam
bulistic life, to awaken one fin
morning with a commissaire pris
eur at the door, bearing a pape
stamped with the seal Of the law
and preceding Monsieur's grave
digger, ever ready to repeat
"Whenever it suits you ="
"Thus the curious world coul,
visit, this past week, the hotel OIL
the Rue de Chaillot, where Cor
had her home. There were poo
pictures there and costly trinketi
A profusion of high-priced things
Nothing choice, elegant or persona
The only Characteristic things wer
the bible, displayed in this English
woman's salon, and the chin
ney ornaments surmounted wit
wreathes of fieurs-de-lis BY look
ing closely the flooring, as at Bloii
might be seen stained with re-
spots. Some one had fallen at th
place and the blood had soake
through the carpet. Miss Emm
Crutch has decidedly enjoyed a
kinds of glory. Not content wit
running Themselves for her, me
have tried to die fop her Th
comedy turned into a tragedy. On
stabbed himself, another shot him
self in the heart. And she who ha
once represented Oupidoa continue
to smile.
"Was she wicked? Notat all. Sh
followed her road, fulfilled her mis-
sion, as the younger Dumas woul
| say, and this utter stranger trouble
herself very little about thos
vibrions whose small souls on &C
count of her were set free, and di
not sly very high" But wicked
| Not at all. Nor powerful, perhaT
who knows?
"They are notEpowerful, belieV
. me, these women that are suppose
to belong to a more terrible rae
1t is those that surround them thu
: are weak. Have they ever real
!, crushed any man Of real valu,
y Not one. These are only fools WI