St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-06-12

about husbands to me. Ihad not time to
answer before Mr.. Floyd gave an equally
nasty remark about wives, and then 1t
began. I never heard people say such
bitter things in my life; we started to go,
but Mrs. Floyd held on to Rose, insisting
she should hear her story, while the hus-
band said that I should hear his. The
climax was reached when the sister tainted
her sisters husband with having ruined her
life.
Words that are utterly unrepeatable came
as fast as they could be said, and then.i
think of it, the sister raised her arm, and
she is great, big, magnificent animal, and
hit Mr.. Floyd right over the face! Inc
children chung to me and cried. Mrs.
Floyd had fallen on lounge thoroughly
exhausted, but the battle ragged furiously
between the other two. The servants had
collected around the door, but l had suffl-
cient sense to order them all away except
the butler, and / sent him into the dining
room with orders not to let the servants
come up unless 1, personally. came into
him with message for them. AT last Mr..
Floyd took that she demon by the arm and
said she
SHOULD LEAVE THE HOUSE
there and then. 1t seems dreadful to turn
a woman ON the street, for no matter what
she was, it was night and she had not a
friend in this city. We were all crying and
begging him to let her stay the night, but
he swore she should go. Then he
room, where we all were, to the door,
threw it wide open and pushed her down
the steps. L started to help her to her feet,
but drew back in absolute fear. Like a
tigress she was up, and without word
thrust her arm through the glass of the
door, cutting it deep. There was utter
silence. Then she turned to him and said:
Il told you l would stay tonight" This
started the anger afresh, and he declared
she should go if she bled to death on the
street! Just then Jack came for us, and
Oh, Dolly, never was so glad to see any
body in my life. They all began to talk to-
him, but he only turned to the sister, asked
her If she had any friends, or could think
OF any place to go, as no matter what
she had done she was woman, and he
would take her, and not allow her to go
alone. She thought of an old nurse, and
then they started-Jack to come back for us.
/ never saw On the stage so dramatic a
scene. There was the wife, vanquished by.
anger and fright, in dead faint, with Rose
trying to bring her to, the husband standing
upright with his arms folded and an ex-
preston of Sternness on his face such as.
only Irving could initiate; /, with those
little ones hiding their faces in my gown,
and Jack and that wonderfully wicked as
well as wonderfully beautiful woman gong
off into the darkness, yet stopping minute
that he might bind up her bleeding arm.
After they went we called a servant and
got Mrs. Floyd to bed. Then l took the
little ones to their nurse. and stayed with
them for awhile, as L did not choose to be
alone with my host. Rose and | went
down together with our wraps on: and there
stood the cause of it all, just as we had left
him. We did not speak, but waited. Jack
came; and then, as we were going, Mr..
Floyd said to Jack. '"Thank you" He put
out his hand to me, and, dear, l
REFUSED TO TAKE IT,
I said: when you have made happier
your wlfe's life, given some joy to your
little daughters, when you have shown
but nOt now" Rose ignored him entirely.
quite expected Jack would scold me for
what l did. but dear, as he said nothing, he
must have approved; that is his method
and very disagreeable one it is. This de-
its effect-it has just put Rose to bed with
a sick headache and made me so nervous
that l scream when door is opened. Jack
says the sister is veritable devil-evi-
IDENTIFY so much in love with her brother-in-
law even yet that she may stab him some
day. A funny way to show love! I give
daily Thanksgiving that nature made me a
mere ordinary woman.
But to talk about more comfortable
things, you must tell Elise to put large
white ribbon bow on the handle of hel sun
umbrella-not herparasol-to tie it so that
the ends are about the same length as the
loops, She must not get cream, but dead
white. Some very ingenious millinsn calls
the mask wells ''compleXion protectors1A
ridiculous, isn't it? If she called them
charity" it would be very much nearer the
mark, for they cover an immense multitude
of sins in the skin line
No, | did not act in the theatricals. but
had very much nicer position; from my
matronly air and generally good behavior I
was selected to powder and rouge the men.
You know they had no hired person to
help because, as it was for charity,
they wanted to save all they could.
Rose held the stuff and criticised, while
applied it. Men are queer lot. the were
all so dreadfully afraid that the powder
would get either into their eyes OF their
mouths; and Tom Roche eXasperated me
so that did put a powder puff right in
his mouth. 1t ruined the puff, but it made
Tom stop talking for awhile.
Dickey Ames (why has he never risen to
the dignity of Richard?) was most amia-
BILE; and he told us such stories! He said
that the night before at dinner he had
taken in one of those women who, ac-
cording to Rosina Vokes, are interesting as
RELICS OF THE PAST.
This one was gushing, however, and did
the youthful no end. Her daughter was
there, evidently about 20, though the
mamma announced that she was only Is,
but so advanced in her studies that, she
could not bear to refuse to let her go, out a
little. Mamma had on very decollete
bodice, and Dickey saw something was
wrong, but did not feel at liberty to tell her.
After awhile one of the servants brought
her card. with the announcement that her
daughter had sent it to her. The frivolous
old Ounce turned to Dickey and giggled:
My darling is so accustomed to relying on
me for everything. She is such child.
She has evidently sent to ask me about
some little point of etiquette. Won't you
read it for me, Mr.. Ames?" Dickey, did.
and with a perfectly smooth faceGz This
was it: Mamma, do tuck in your red fan
mel underyest." Dickey was snubbed BY
the gushing matron the rest of the evening.
which he did not regret, but he thought the
story too good to keep.
1 could not resist going to see the Vokes
again-they are more than merely, pleasing
for one time and do hope they win come
back next season. / saw Rosina Vokes in
the dining room of her hotel, and that quite
settled my going that evening. We were
not seven, but four, and all yearned to come
in on the chorus of His art was true to
Poll" This would certainly give audiences
much pleasure, though there might be a
doubt as to whether the actors would like
it. Dorothy, l saw uGf -
MARY ANDERSON aH-e sv
again as Galatea, and certainly it is, a beau,
tlful creation. The character fits her like a
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