New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1884-09-14
SOCIAL SILHOUETTES.
sEING THE IMPRESSIONS OF MR. MARK MAN
HAITIAN.
NINETEENTH CENTURY TITANIA.

NINETEENTH GEN ltINl ihNih'
lido not think there is more unpopular ,''" -
%be Metropolitan Club than Horace D''o""s'
A., 90. this fact has always been an enigma 10 mo
80, q nrnber of men there who deserve the DIS
1h If their fellows far more than he. True Horace
= soIicntlv Objectionable. lie has perfectly round
Coo. guiltcss of the least hairy appendaSe' ana
nsnauy inAamcd by constant potatonS, III aNery
Aorid way His body is OncSc and ungainy Ills
trouscrs always look as If his fat limbs were 700
large for them and sag loosely ut the knees leaving
his boots unduly exposed If he Uses from a GUAR
he has TO pull them down; otherwise there womb
he danger of their exposing his thick ankles ho
has little pink. habby cxcrosccnces on the khuoh''S
of his small pudgy hands. His stomach deS'r'o'S
AZ large and positive n curve that when he Is '''''
Il seon,s rs if all the rest of his body were in an a''
tudc of support no doubt existing ioi the ooS'' W.
M to what It is supporting lie is very cohlin"'t'
tive very loluacious very greRalouS' ~"
roember is exempt from him. lie haN nou INC
.rchtost concern about assocatng wih any par
,;cnlar sct lie knows all sets Intimately ana Is
o,nallv dis,pprovcd 10y all The most anS'cr' gov
or,or il linhlc TO lie buttonholCd by nm the NUS
tn, and unsnciaI man Is in daily danger OF ma
eomnopv You may harrcade NouiS'h "o.'"
copy of Tnr TRIBUNE, anxious to iean IT, "n" ''''
inc i'm "A mood which even the p'sSnle S"''' w
- t,,in.brothcr would not please. or you may
mako Won chat with the waiter who pou'' cut your
.od,.,nd brandy. Itls all ono with Horace IN
,o,,v lie in inevitable M the three fatal GicoN
,is,,,r. Van ucyor know when he may not cnscouo'
hnsolf nt your side That you are ploas'u 10 7''
him hc maguhccntly takes for granted lie ""''
not solicit your civility; he demands IT, lh'l' IA
somrthinc ROYAL aud imperial about his intrusive
ness 49,,
fou 10 almost liking him on this account, lliH
unconsciousncSs of hcnR dreadful bore pr'N'n'o"
him from hormg me, lie seemed To me an 'N,
ouisto study The cool hr1adsidcs that lac leN'llou
a,oinst all my outworlSs of reserve made me smile
inwardly at my own dlsarray Gon could no moro
dscOuntcnance or suppress MN imam IL h' ''" "'''
a fog OF "A rainy afternoon.
He seemed wofully unctercd, though there HAD
been excellent reason for an opposite result HIS
father "A man of fortune, had sent hlm-to college,
md he had aiterward travelled abroad. lie hat
married two or three years later. knew tha' MS
wife had been one of the Van WaGcnens' ana that
she was already the mother of several children But
] had never met her. She went out very lit'le
into society If thought of her at all 1t was with
thrill of pity. OF course. being Van Nageheh'
she mad married Horace Dilloway solely because OF
his money What else could it possibly have been
Everybody knew how her father. gay, spcudthriit
Loms Van Wagenen Il can see his iaunty little
ponted white moustache now and his gold eye
glass and his perennial rosebud. had died leaving
almost nothing but debts What girl so placed
could have refused such an ofef as lIoracc's z
But It was not surprising that she rarely went
ont. found myself plying her more and more as
| became better acquainted with Horace. made
few injuries among people as to what she was like
Was she pretty Had She elegance and style
Could il be possible that she possessed brains and
culture2 But no could answer my questions
! happened each time, suppose. to hit upon the
wrong nersop. After while began to feel myself
the prey of a morbid curious, haunting fancy. THIS
fancy concerned the unknown and compassionated
Mis-. Horace Doway. / wondered whether she
did not need advice. encouragement, support 1t
was no common calamity for a woman of refinement
10 be linked in lifelong bondage with such a dis
Pressing creature as Horace DlllOway. And had
known her father well, here in these very walls
had laughed at his quaint worldly wise sayings
had elgeled Il shame to record over some of the
naughty French stories which old Louis told so
inimitaby below his pointed white moustache
land used sometimes to marvel. 10y the way that
il should not have turned any other hue than that
beautiful chaste whtei
felt certain that Iloraces young wife was cnnur-
ing martyrdom. As return for all the keen social
ENJOYMENT that her father had gwen me, did not
owe his daughter some sort of friendly and helpful
oliccf
The swords any wife" were not seldom on
IIoracc's lips But for long time | reiralncd from
ask NJ him the least question concerning Mrs Dill
loway How could he speak of her with proper re-
spect when his daily existence was one continued
scorn of her claims TO III dreaded the shock of
being called upon TO infer from what hc might tell
me that ycung Mrs. Dloway was simply tIamplcd
into the earth. At least three times week Horace
would leave the club in n cab long after midnight,
and with "A mind whose condition even the most
charitable critic must have pronounced cloudy.
What torture, ON these occasions. must his poor
spouse bc experiencing OR vas she indifferent To
all his wrcched Irregularities Far better, de
cided that she should lie So. And yet how mprob-
able since she was the mother of his children. and
no doubt "a woman sensitive under the insult of
such vulgar neglect and disdain At length, one
afternoon when lac had Joined me In the large
pmol iug-toum of The club. mentioned thc fact of
Mrs Dilloway's rare appearances in society "S She
does not suffer from III health, ! hope woto my
concluding words
Horace threw back na head and gave au amused
ehu,kle "ilcalrI' ho exclaimed "uh. lold.
she's no,or sirb bit she's na sitont a. inuts
yent.pld She don't loob H. bat aho i7" llo,c ho
seemed g. tumuHto fot - momont. Il any really
mnditnt,o mood can truthful, ho ohtoni,rd con.
oernng hint Then ho burst INTO his ouuso outlaw
At a laugh "Oh, nhca whole team ihabrl h"
he proceeded, "Nho beats me, all hucL / tell
her 80. / ain much on books; bpose you know
that, Manhattan, old boy. But acl why. there amt
book that come, out, guess, that my wife don't
read. Aud tiik about 'cm after she's t,dd cml
Why. I've heard her argue about Henry W. Emerson
and Ralph Waldo Longlcllow with friends o. mine
that knew what they were a-talkn' of, don't yen
understand -ucU, as guess pretty few ladies'
In America could dream q don'w
"lndccd 2" murmurcd.
"And this man. thought d" was graduated not
very long ago from Columbia College! What
sarcastic comment upon the refining and scholarly
influences of our republican unvcrsitcsw