St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-05-17
BAB'S QUAINT BUDGET.
Dissertation Upon the Unreasoning Way
in Which Women Please Those
They Love.
Some Chat About New Operas and the
Shameless Old Swindles Who Rob
Innocent Girls.
The Story of a Naughty Wife Who
Furnishes Her Husband by a
Calling Silence.
Audacious Ruse Which a Beautiful
Girl Brought to Bear Against
Young Doctor.

Audacious Ruse Which u Beautiful
Girl Brought to Bear Against
Young Doctor.
New York Letter.
My DEAR DOROTHY: The sunshine has
gone all through me, and instead of making
me read poetry OF fall in love, do nothing
better than hum an English music hall song
something about BE merry all the day!'
Dreadful, isn't it? Jack says it is my
years, but he makes this remark in such a
way! l am perfectly certain he wants me
to think that am in my dotage though
am not-yet. If Veuve Clicquot is bottled
sunshine, then sunshine itself is bath of
champagne. 1t not only makes your eyes
sparkle, but you grow very conscious of
the delight of life, and feel quite willing to
endure pain and clouds for half the year If
this ecstasy of golden light and physical en-
joymenJ comes after it. Dolly, is that a
heather doctrine? never discuss beliefs, so
that l can't be quite sure about such things.
There is no reason in the world why this
should suggest quiZZng glasses to me: but,
my dear Dorothy, discard yours. do be-
lieve every woman who is-well,
shrug youl shoulders-has started either
A QUIZZING GLASS.
or else has some pretty child with her.
They look at one in a most impertinent
manner through them (the glasses. not the
children), and do the questioning air very
well indeed. 1t is just possible that some
club which objected to QuizZing glasses has
provided them with the glasses that their
general use may be abolished. For of course
people will not use them when these per-
sons do. As for the children, L suppose
they hire them just as the organ grinders
do, only they dress them better and take
good care of them. Poor wretches Maybe
they find some pleasure in it. for l cannot
believe any woman is all bad; it
seems to me as if 4 spark of the
divine motherhood is always left in her.
You remember the heroine in Mullock's
Nineteenth Century? Can you help won
derlng what she would have been if she had
not fallen in love with that prig? She was
not nice. but she might have been made the
lovelest creature i'll the world if only there
had been man and not the compressed es-
sence of theological discussion bound in
calf, ready to have taught her what goodness
and love meant. AS if woman ever loved
anything in the way of an emotion for its
own sake! She isn't made that way. She
loves what is right because-because she
loves somebody else-she may do right all
her life and be rs Indifferent to it as posi-
BILE, but when it comes to feeling it and
comprehending its beauty she does it be-
cause of
HER SWEETHEART,
her husband, or her child. Now, Dolly,
you know you agree with me- anu you do
not believe the woman of to-day is very
different from the first woman. The verb
to please might be considered the most i'm
portant to the barbarian woman; the verb
to please with the addendum of the one
love, is the holy sentence that is uttered in
every temple of wOmanhood. and which,
because of its divinity. has never been lost
Preaching! Bah! Never mind, you shall
not have any more sermons OH love and
beauty. The new opera at WallacK's, don
Caesar. "displayedC ottrelly in new light to
me. | had never before seen her in tights.
and she looked very handsome. There is
catching serenade in the first act, the seem
cry is lovely, but there is not enough of the
comic opera element to make it great
success. 1t will not obtain as the BLACK
Hussar'' did; one could not help coming
from that humming ''Que Jaime les Mill
taires." The brass buttons remind one
that at most of the corners the big hobbies
risk of being run over is intensified 1t
gives those elderly gentlemen who do the
very gallant, and are usually awful bores,
an opportunity to distinguish themselves.
and they take advantage of it. What hor
rid wretches some of them are! Alice
Downing told me that she was almost I'M
der a horses heels. when nice looking old
man rescued her and told her he knew her
father. The little Ounce believed him; he
got into stage with her, paid her fare and
invited her to go to matinee. Even for
one of her fathers friends. she thought
this was too much kindness, so she well
coined the sight of a cousin, made him
sign to get into
THE STAGE,
and when he saw the old gentleman he
asked her what she meant by talking 10
him. She told him what had happened,
and it turned out that he was a frightful
old being and would have stolen her money:
but as she lucidly said, she only had about
fifty cents. and he would scarcely have con-
sidered that worth anything. How hard
ened old criminals are! The Beacons are
back, and affairs are in the same cheerful
state. l dined there the other night, and
could scarcely speak a word. I was SO in
tent upon watching this happy (?) couple.
They never spoke. though you would not
notice it at first. All that was necessary
could be said to the servants, and they
never have small dinners that will bring
them near to each other. | blame Mrs.
Beacon very much, for she has no right to
make her home the tomb that it is. because
of a youthful indiscretion of her husband
The story is about the same as usual He,
boy home from college, fell in love
with a pretty gOverness. All sorts of
trouble followed. The girl was turned out
of the house; his father threatened
to diSinherit him, and one day there
was buried in Greenwood a poor young
mother who had never worn a wedding
ring. An innocent little baby found it too
hard to fight the world that it entered
with all the chances against it. It soon
died. perhaps because it wanted mother.
Years after all this, Mr.. Beacon married
and saw no necessity for telling
the story to his wife. Perhaps he
had little bit of feeling about it
one never knows. She was one of those
naughty White girls-every one of them
has managed to make man wretched-
and when she found this out she did her
duty. as her family would have approved.
broke up china, knocked over chairs and
accused her husband of every crime ever
committed OF dreamed Of The fact that
this had happened years before did not
have any effect upon her, for she seemed to
think it was
AN INSULT
arranged especially at that time so she
might be humbled by having predecessor
For weeks she raved and stormed; her hus-
band thought at first it would wear off, but
no, it seemed very much more likely to
continue forever. So then he let her have
a monologue. and now they have not
spoken for three years. Money affairs are
arranged through their lawyers, the
servants carry any messages that are
absolutely necessary, and when they go
away they always take people with them