Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-11-12

The tactics adopted by young Mr.. As
tor in conducting his campaign for con-
gress continues to be made the subject of
considerable ridicule by the New York
papers. Mr.. Astor's latest exploit was
attending dance given by the David
Mcmahon association, an organization
whose membership is drawn from class
of society somewhat different to that with
which Mr.. Astor has been in the habit of
associating The young mans expert
ence during the evening is thus described
by the New York San:
He entered Monteflore hall wearing a
brown overcoat over his black evening
dress, carrying crush opera hat. Frank
Raymond, q member, who had met him
at the carriage door in front of the hall,
introduced him to the crowd. Aston
threw $40 gold piece on the bar.
''Treat all present." he said to the bar
tender.
There was commotion at the counter
and hasty emptying of glasses at the
tables. Astor took seat with Kaymand
and two other men, at small table, and
drank little champagne with them.
Half dozen bottles in all were opened,
but most of the company stuck to beer.
"Will you dance if get you part
ner9" Raymond asked.
81 don't mind if l do" Astor replied.
He took off his overcoat, left it with his
hat in chair, and was led by Raymond
across the room to girl who was putting
some chamagne down into the beer she
had previously drank.
"Miss LYNCH" said Raymond, "allOw
me to introduce Mr.. Astor. He'd like a
dance.
"Certainly," the girl graciously re-
piled, setting down the glass and rising.
Lizzie Lynch works in cigar factory,
and soap and water had not suf1ced to
remove the tobacco stains from the hand
which she rested on Astor's pro ffere0
arm. She was a good looking Irish girl,
in a plain worsted dress, and her black
hair was banged straight across her fore
head, just above the eyebrows, while on
each side of her face long lock was
combed down in front of her ears. She
was, in short, fair type of the East side
working girl-jaunty in her cheap and
questionable clothes, saucy in her man
ner of speech, and entirely self-pOs
sessed. That her partner was an Astor
did not in the least abash her, nor would
it if he had been an emperor, or any body
less than st. Patrick or the pope.
The dance in which the pride Of the
Astors and the belle of Harlem Flats en-
gagged was a waltz. Now, the style of
Waiting in vogue on Murray Hill is not
practiced in the coterie in which Lizzie
Lynch moves. She took her first lessons
on the sidewalk to the music of hand
Gv,s hor 6oy in
ton at Jones' Wood picnics. The waltz
IN which she excels is slow, stiff, step
ping around, so steadily and unbendingly
that a chip wouldn't be dislodged
from her shoulder. On the con-
trary, the waltz of the Astors is the he'll
ter SHELTER, leg-finging, body-swaying
kind, which, in several notifications, has
for several seasons been fashionable in
nigh society. cannot tell why the
waltzing of the East side of the city is so
wholly different from that of the middle,
but so it is Therefore, when William
Waldorf Astor put his right arm firmly
around Lizzie Lynch, clasped her hand
| with his left and struck out with the first
six-foot prance of the "society glide"
while she made the opening short shuttle
| of the sssidewalk slide," there was vio-
lent failure. The girl may not have been
disconnected before, but she was now, not
to say disconnected and dislocated. She
| didn't know what to make of such con-
duct on the part of her partner. AS for
him, he probably thought she had failed
to start at all; so he waited for the next
bar of music, drew her closer, and jerked
her off her feet in second attempt.
| The entire company had come into the
big hall to see Aston dance, and several
couples were circling slowly and solemn
ly around in the East side style OF waltz
amples to comprehend the difficulty. He
tanned his steps as much as he could,
while the girl put little more spirit into
hers, and they made several circuits OF
the hall, very laboriously, but without
| further disaster.