The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-03-15

Men are very easily bored. my dear, II they
have any brains; tits only the dull ones who are
not.o
From the Princess di San Zenone to the Lady Gwen
dolen Chichester.
IF believed what your cynical letter says,
should leave him tomorrow. | would never live
through a succession of disillusions and of in
suits"
From the Lady Gwendolen Chichester the Princess
d San Zenone
where are your principles9 Where are Your
duties! Ny dear little girl, you have married
him; you must submit to him as he is. Mar
riages wouldn't last two days it, just because the
man yawned, the woman ran away. Men al
ways yawn. Hitherto, ali San Zenone's faults
appear to consist in the very pardonable fact
that, being an Italian, he is not alive to
the charms Of bucolic England in rainy weather,
and that, being a young man, he wants to see
his Paris again Neither of these seem to me
irreparable crimes Go to Paris and try to en-
joy yourself. After all, if his profile be so beau
tiful you ought to be sufficiently happy ia gazing
at it from the back of baignoir. / grant that
it is the highest amatory ideal--to rush
about the boulevards in daument, and eat de-
licious little dinners in the cafes, and laugh al
Judic or Chaumont afterwards; but Famour
peut Sc nicher anywhere And Love won't be
any the worse for having his digestion studied by
good cooks, and his possible ennui exercised by
good players. You see for yourself that the
great passion yawns after time. Turn back to
what you call my cynical letter. and re-read my
remarks upon Nature. By the way, l entirely
deny that they are cynical On the contrary
inculcate you patience, sweetnessof temper,
and adaptability to circumstances; three most
aniable qualities. If l were a cynic, l
Mistake, and two capital letters
could hardly emphasize this melan-
choly truth sufficiently But as there are
men and women, and, as before observed,
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consolidation of rents and freeholds has, as yet,
been discovered. daresay Krapotkine in his
prison could devise something better, but they
are afraid of him; so all jog on in the old
routine, vaguely conscious that we are all blum
derers, but ndisposed for such drastic remedy
as would alone cure us. just you remark to any
lawyer that marriage is mistake, as have
said before, and see what answer you will get.
He will certainly reply to you that there is no
other way of securing the TRANSMISSION OF prop
erty safely. confess that this view of wealth
makes me, for one, most desperate Radical.
Only think if there were no property we should
all be frisking about in our happy valleys as free
and as merry as little kids. shouldn't now be
obliged to put on all my war paint and beads
like savage, and go out to a dreadful court
dinner, four hours long, because George has
career" and thinks my suffering advances 1t.
Oh, you happy child. to have nothing worse to
do than to rattle down the Bots in MILFORD, and
sup off matelote by the lake with your Romeo!"
From the Princess di San Zenone, Coombe Bysset to
Lady Gwendoen Chichester, St. Petersburg.
''We are to leave for Paris and Trouville to-
morrow. ] have yielded-as you and mamma
seemed to think it my duty to do But my life
is over. / shall say farewell to all happiness
when the gates of Coombe Bysset close upon me.
Henceforth we shall be like everybody else.
However, you cannot reproach me any longer
with being selfish; nor can he There is a great
friend of his. the Duchess of Aquila Fulva, at
Trouville She writes to him very often, know.
He never offers to show me her letters [ be-
lieve the choice of Trouvlle is her doing. Write
to me at Paris at the Windsor"
From the Lady Gwendolen Chichester ST. Petersburg
to the Princess di San Zenone, Hotel Windsor Paris
MY poor child!-Has the green-eyed monster
already invaded your gentle soul because he
doesn't show you his own letters? Ny dear, no
man who was not born would show
womans letters to his wife. Surely you wish
your hero to know the A B c of gentle man
ners? I am delighted you are going into the
world; but if you only go as IA duty, am afraid
the results won't be sunshiny. Duty is such
very disagreeable thing. 1t always rolls itself
up like hedgehog, with all its prickles out,
turning for ever round and round on the axle of
It's own self admiration. If you go to Trouville,
and wherever else you do go, en- martyr, my
dear, you will give the mischievous duchess, if
she be mischievous, terrible advantage over
you at starting. If you mean to be silent, I'M
pleasant, and enwrapped in gloomy contempla-
ton of your own merits and wrongs, don't blame
him if he spend his time at the Casino with his
frlend-Or somebody worse. L quite sure
you mean to be unsefsh, aud you fancy you are
so. and all the rest of it, quite honestly; but in
real truth, as told you before, you are only an
egotst. You would rather keep this unhappy
Pierro on thorns beside you, than see him enjoy
himself with other people. Now, ] cali that
shockingly selfish; and if you go in that spirit to
Trouville, he will soon begin to wish, my dear
child that he mad never had a fancy to come
over to London season. can see you so ex-
acty!-too dignifed to be cross, too offended to
be companionable, silent, roproachful, terrible!"
From the Lady Mary Bruton, Roches Noires Trou-
vile, to Mrs. darcy, British Embassy, Berlin.
July 10TH
Amongst the arrivals
here are the San Zenone You remember my
telling you of their marriage some six weeks
ago. 1t was quite the marriage of the season.
They were really immensely in love with each
other, but that stupid month down in the coun-
try has done its usual work. In rainy June,
too! OF course, any poor Amorino would emerge
from his captivity be-draggled, dripping, and
Disseminated. She is really very pretty, quite
lovely indeed; but she looks fretful and dull: her
handsome husband, on the contrary is as gay as
lark which has found the door of its cage wide
open one morning. There is here great friend
OF his, Duchessa dell Aquila Fulva. She is
very gay, too, she is always perfectly dressed
and chattering from morning to night in shrill
Italian or voluble French. She is the cynosure
of all eyes as she goes to swim in rosecoloured
mallot, with an orange and gold eastern burn
Gus flung about her artistically. She has
that wonderful Venetian coloriug which
can stand contrast and glow of
color which would simply kill any other woman
She is very tall and magnfcently made, and
yet uncommonly graceful. Last night she was
persuaded to dance salterello with San Zenone
at the Maison Persane, and it was marvellous
They are both such handsome people, and threw
such wonderful brio, as they would call it, into
the affair. The poor little pretty princess look
ing as fair and as dull as primrose in a shower,
sat looking on dismally-stupid little thing!-
ago Lord Hampshire arrived off here in his
yacht He was present at the salterelo, and as
saw him out in tho gardens afterward with the