The Evening critic., 1882-04-15
SOCIETY,".
What is Going on in the Social
World.

WOEN.
The social event OF New York to-day that has
the greatest interest for Washington people is
the wedding OF Mr.. Victor Drummond, OF the
English legation, and Miss Lamson The cer-
emony was performed at Christ Church, Mr..
Cadogan, the son of Lord Cadogan, being best
man, and Miss Lamson's lovely young relative
first bridesmaid. 1t was a morning wedding,
the bride and groom having arranged 1t so
they could give wedding breakfast, and still
have time TO take this afternoons steamer for
Europe. Mr.. Drummond's departure is o real
regret, for he was great favorite In society,
and was one OF the most elegant foreigners we
have ever had among us. He must possess,
friends, for while In Rio there was no one
more popular than sthe white Englishman,"
as he was called, and the same report comes
from every station he has ever occupied.
Mr.. and Mrs. Adam, OF the English Legation,
Will sail for home by the same steamer as Mr.
and Mrs. Drummond. They have been Or
r\Dtion emitting him to the change. The
fri6Ms and relatives of the amiable young
diplomat and his pretty wife regret their
departure, but hope kind home government
will send them back TO Washington before
many years.
The trip made by the Presidential party to
Fortress Monroe was one OF the most delight
ful Affairs that has occurred this spring.
There might have been bluer skies and warmer
suns than greeted them during their voyage,
but there could not have been pleasanter
company than was gathered on the Arthur
They made their own sunshine, and every ono
was sorry when the anchor was dropped yes
made fast to the wharf, and the journey was
at an end.
Admiral and Mrs Leroy viii sail for Eu-
rope early In June, where they will spend a
year sauntering at pleasure through the most
attractive places they can find.
The many friends Captain and Mrs Semmes
have made among us during their stay at the
Yard are huch distressed at their orders
They a. 10th too agreeable 10 be given up
wipf nS we waN hdVs Learned By Tsgrstta
being Il some place else '''''
coi.1 .ander Casey, U. S. N, has been or.
dered 70 duty In the city. 1t VIII be like COM
ing home TO him, for he has so many old
friends and companions waiting TO welcome
him on his arrival.
The departure of NJ. and Madam outrey will
make another change TO be regretted in Dip
lOmatic circles. They have been among the
most brilliant leaders Of society, and the wit,
beauty and raylshing toilets OF Madam Will
long be remembered.
MIR. Febiger, OF New Orleans, who has been
spending few days in the city, leaves TO
night for his southern home.
The Literary Society meets this evening al
The residence OF Mr.. and Mrs. Charles Nord
hon, ON X street, between Twelfth and Thir
teenth streets.
A number of Mr.. Berkan's friends were
gathered In Mrs. Maryin's charming parlors
Clarke, whose muse U sang IFS 1 swoetest tiIe ane
tcnderest strains In memory OF his friend, the
beloved and deeply lamented GARFIELD.
This Is the anniversary OF the day OF tho
the last scenes OF his life were enacted In the
little brick house on Tenth street, opposite
what Is now known as the Medical Museum
but which used 10 be Ford's Theatre, and was
the scene OF the awful tragedy OF Good Friday
1865. remember seeing him that dreadfu
Holy Saturday, the careworn face, which use.
TO look SO kindly down on my childish one,
peaceful at last, and the broad forehead
smooth Of It's furrows. A sense OF awful mys
terry seized me as was held up to look at him
had heard OF the Hseal OF death " ant
thought l saw Il IN the purple stall
That lay under the skin, markinl
tho whereabouts Of the bullet that had crashed
into his brain; that brain whose every though
was for some mans good. The large hands
that had held so faithfully the power entruste,
them had dropped everything from thei
grasp, and did not respond to the tender toucl
of his nearest and dearest. l remember, too
the crowd OF negroes, young and old, Will
fearful eyes and a look Of grey despair II
their faces, that thronged tho rotunda whil'
he lay IN state, nlling tho air with mourning
The soldiers, SCARED and weather beaten, soml
crying like children and others swearing n
their rage and grief, like the strong troopers
they we're, and citizens OF every grade mourn
Ing as II for dear personal friend.