The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1877-08-30
BEAUTY,s DAY IN SARATOGA.
| Peep at the Diary of a Fashionable
New York Belle Springs Water Be-
fore BrPakfast-BalcOny Flirting and
GOSSiping-R Riding to the Lake-The
Evening Ball-And Il Headache.
LEli Perkins in New York Sun.

Eli Perkins in New York sun.
UNITED STATES HOTEL, SARATOGA,
Aug. 20.-The first pretty miss l met
this morning as [ touched the balcony
of the States was that lovely Nellie
Mason, who lives in one of those big
elegant brown-stone houses in Madison
avenue. She was waiting for Albert
Munson, one of the handsomest beaus
here, to take her to Congress Spring.
This is Miss MasOn's first visit to Sara
toga, and her aunt who is chaperOning
her, told me yesterday that her niece
was only just 10.
"a mere child, yon know, and takes
everything as real" she observed.
Miss Nellie was sweetly dressed.
The wore a cream white chip hat, all
covered with lilies of the valley thrown
piquantly from the lOveliest golden
hair. Her dress was white muslin,
with old yellow lace inserted all around
the neck, and with transparent lace
sleeves, through which you could see
the sweetest arms in all Saratoga. Oh,
how | heard the fellows rave about
those arms! Her dress hung close to
her hips, with long train, showing
her plump form perfectly, and on her
feet were the daintiest French shoes,
with high heels right in the middle Of
the foot, and opened in front to display
the neatest of cream-colOred stockings,
embroidered with pink. BY Heavens
if YOU had seen Nellie Mason this
morning swinging her cream lace para
sol, on which was a delicate light pink
bow to match her sash ribbon and the
pink embroidery on her stockings = l
say if any of you dusty, old cross New
York fellows had seen her waiting for
Albert Munson to take her to Congress
Spring, you'd n missed the train to
stare at her.
"Takemy diary and fan, Uncle Eli, ;"
said Nellie; call | want is my parasol
in the park" and then she took Albert
Munson's arm and walked down the
street past the big hotels, toward Con
gress Spring.
"A young lady's diary!9 ! said, as /
looked Mt the little Russian leather
book; Il wonder what Is in it. THEN
| carefully opened the little book a1s.t
read a careleSsly writer Diary u what
Nellie Mason saw yesterday in Sara
toga:
SARATOGA, Thursday, Aug9.-
Such morning! Felt too sleepy after
dancing last night to put up my hair
in crimps. Crimped it this morning
with the iron. Burnt it. Wore white
and blue-awful light blue last night
Not that horrid dark blue that the
Brown girls wear, but that sweet light
blue that goes with pink. Blue bow
on parasol, blue flowers in hair, blue
sash, and blue stockings. Wore white
silk mitts for the first time. The
Spanish Minister'S wife and / are the
only ones who wear them. Awful
stvlish-clcar above the elbow. Bound
to be the rage-these white mitts are.
Put just little pink on my cheeks
and pencilled my eyebrows. Auntie
don't know I do this, but inst a little
artificial red rose leaf rubbed on my
cheeks won't hurt anybody. The
Dodge girls always do IT, Sallie Mil
Ter vets the rose leaf. The girls call
this the red rose dodge, but l call it
DOWNRIGHT painting!
AT ) Albert came 10 take me to the
spring. Such a lovely place, Band
playing and all the people drinking and
promenading under the uncovered
arbor, just as they do in the morning
at Wiesbaden. Walked up the hill
Albert's a scamp; he tried to take my
hand. ! scolded him and he apollo
gized. Pm awful sorry-fraid he
won't never try to take my hand again.
Pm always overriding it!
'Nine o'clock, breakfast. do
believe Albert loves me. He gave lne