The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-05-03

an American paper The gentle people
of Belgravia and the squares seldom
begin the business of their lives, that is
the great work of seeking amusement,
until O'clock in the day. Long before
that hour, il is true that many Of the
younger, as we'll as the more sturdy,
scions of the noble houses may have
had their gallops in the park, and as
early as 9 o'clock in the morning rosy
checked and strong limbed misses,
whose habits and high hats tell of their
recent occupation, may be seen, having
left their horses with grooms, returning
in smsrtly appointed coupes. But by
general consent the official hour of
awaking and coming forth in all the
neighborhood from South Kensington
toward the Mall seems TO be / o'clock
At that hour, in the height of the seas
the people who find themselves in
streets of the West End of London may
be excused for forgetting that there is
any want or poverty or hunger in the
world. The bright sun of the clear
June day shines through the broad
streets upon unnumbered carriages,
Here there is a pony phaeton saucily
dashing past a stately four-in-hand
coach; broughams, coupes and visiting
equipages of all kinds, brilliant with
fresh polish, gold and silver mounting,
and trim appointments of every sort
may be seen all about; and now and
then in the thrcng there moves slowly
but steadily and with becoming dignity
the state carriage of some old-fashioned
owner of great estates, an ancient name
aud many titles. There, high above
the crowd OF smaller vehicles, goes
one which is in every way typical
of its kind. 1t is drawn by
four heavy horses, with all the
style of the best English stock,
and something of weight and size which
tells of strong Norman cross. The
harness upon them is heavy with gold
platcss which glitter in the sun, and
as they toss their heads in play light
white foam is streaked along their pam
pered necks. Far above them, seated
upon canopy of rich brocade, is the
coachman. He, like the horses. is
heavy and well fed. His white pow
dered wig, as it flows ont from underhis
three-cornered gold-fringed hat, con-
trasts we'll with the deep red of his neck
and face. Beside him rides a stately
lackey, whose duties are not obvious, un-
less he be kept to display fine clothes,
while on a board far behind stand two
footmen, creatures all too gorgeous for
daily use. To commence at their feet
and calves--probably the most import
ant part of them-they have low buckled
shoes upon the former, and upon the
latter the finest of white silk stockings
which show to the knee. Their breeches
are of bright red plush, close fitting,
their long waistcoats of light striped
satin, and their gold-laced ard wide
pocketed coats of darkest green. They,
like the coachman and his attendant.
wear three-corned hats of green and
gold, from 2nder which flow their white
wigs brought to a cue and tied with
gay ribbons. So appareled they stand
straight upon their perch, rather dis
daining than making use of the hand
straps by which they are supposed to
steady themselves. Between them and
the coachman's seat-they are at least
twelve feet apart-upon the most nicely
adjusted springs the oblong body of the
coach swings from leather fastenings;
it is rich with varnish, gold plate and
armorial bearings 1t is open, the in
side cushioned with the heaviest of
satin, and the door padded with the same
material.
In this gorgeous equipage high up
above the street, so high, indeed, that
1t seems almost as if she must have
used step-ladder to get up, there sits
a woman. She is young and very beau
tiful, after the familiar English type.
Fair, with wide open and rather list
less blue eyes and mass of light brown
hair. Her dress is all white. of soft
nuns cloth, clinging laces and the
finest of lawns. Across her broad
brimmed white hat hang great plumes
OF white ostrich feathers, her gloves of
undressed white kid are of the Spanish
fashion and wrinkled almost up to her
elbow. She is altogether most striking
figure, and on the theory that all women
are well pleased when they attract a
great deal OF attention, she ought to be
very happy, for she and her grand car
riage of all those in the Thong of grand
carriages attract the most attention.
And yet she seems to be anything
but satisfied either with herself or the
rest of the world. Between her arched
eyebrows and around the corners of her
mouth there are lines of discomfort,
sadly out OF place upon the face of one
go young and so surrounded. They do
not belle her feeling. Despite all the
wealth, all the luxury, all the magnifi-
cence, all the high station which are
hers, she is neither contented nor
happy.
The fair creature who sits in the car
riage of state high up on soft cushions
he's a story-one of the eommonest in
aristocratic England, in fact, a sort of
everyday tale in cruel London-which
is known to most of the gay occupants
Of the eq1ipages about her. It may be
briefly told. She is the daughter of a
noble dowager of great and ancient
name but poor estate. By the help OF
this thouRhtul parent she was married