St. Paul daily globe., 1886-02-28

daisy, and / say il without jealousy. After
we were graduated she weut abroad, and
did not see her again until lately.
Bless my soul, what change. 1t was in
Fifth avenue, on the way TO church,
and she looked as pictured her above.
But the alteration was still more marked
when. a few days later, met her down on
Long Island at an aSseInblage OF the fash
| iOnable Kockaway Hunt. Here she felt
| justified in dressing more strikingly, as yOu
perceive. and she cut dash indeed. Her
| hat was now rakish. with that abridgement
aft and protuberance forward that charac-
terize the jauntiest feminine craft. Her
| bodice was Jersey that showed no undu-
| latiOn not justified by the surface under
meath, and its color was light pink: her
gloves made her fOreanns cOntrastingly and
conspicuously black; her hips were
GRACEFULLY DRAPED
with The materials of her skirt, and not the
faintest yestige of her callow awkwardness
remained on shape. movement or pose. She
was manifest aDglOmaniac of the inten-
Sest kind, and vet, unlike the male speci-
men whom / have put into the picture with
her, she was not groteSque or ridiculous.
She is a member Of the Rockaway Hunt,
has four or five dogs, including big mastiff,
is member of BadmintOn club and wears
the most English Of clothes. Her adOrers
are plentiful, but she has one enthusiastic
admirer whose devotion never waneS.
Wherever she goes her solemn. powerfully
built and thOughtful-lOOking brother is
somewhere in the neighborhood, regard
ing her with an approving glance. lie
seems TO look upon her as his
special handiwOrk. She is versatile.
have already described her costumes for
her again yesterday at county seat. Her
clothes and manners fitted the occasion.
She wore the nattiest of square -toed boots,
with cork sOles and light drab over-gaiters.
and her little English walking hat was set
well forward on her head. Her hair was
drawn back from her forehead and coiled
at the back, after the quaint old fashion
familiar III portraits Of fifty years ago.
There was something extremely taking
about this quaint arrangement Of the glossy
hair, and it contrasted greatly with the
fluffy and curled appearance of the heads
OF other women. She wore pepper-and-
salt ulster with a cape that came to her ell
bows, and had long tan-cOlored gloves.
One hand held a small whip, which was
regarded with extreme veneration by a
small and sinful-loOking fox terrier
which walked at the girls side. The
ulster was not buttoned, though there
were several rows of cleaning buttons down
the front. On the contrary. il hung loosely
and carelessly open, displaying a collar,
crayat and pin, and a bit Of shirt bosom Of
the most man-like fashion. 4 small white
waistcoat was just visible under partially
butt0ned little jacket. Her collar was very
high, her head erect her shoulders held
back, with the elbows close to the side, and
she stepped out like a gTenadier. Her
brother and L were walking up town, and
she had stalked down to meet him. She
was as cordial and Jolly as ever. and the
grin of her hand was like that of strong
man. We hadn't gone six steps before her
brother looked at me with great solemnity
from the other side of the girl, who was
swinging along between us exactly as she
had done seven years before, and asked,
What do you think Of her now, eh?"
Great" / gasped, ''and SO amazingly
English, too"
"Rawther," said the candid girl briskly.
''This is the fashion of all fashions for us.
you know. AnglOmania is rampant for the
very good reason that il gives the plain
girls the very first chance they have ever
had. 1t was
EASY ENOUGH FOR A PRETTY GIRL
to look stylish in the old days when
physique amounted TO little; yOluminOus
skirts were the go. and it was the fashion
To be languid, elegant and inert: but the
other kind OF girl was waiting her chances.
When AnglOmania came i'm, we plain, but
strong minded, girls took hold OF il.
you know, and that is why it holds New
York in its firm and deadly grip.
And we never mean to let up. either. There
was time. not long ago, when the gush-
ing and romantic young thing was the
proper girl. She never admitted that she
had any appetite, she gloated over Shelley,
adored the sweet. and melodies of Chopin,
waltzed slowly and languidly, and beamed
upon men with gentle and bovine express
sion Of the eye. After that the accom-
plished girl who was tall, stately and ele-
giant came in vogue. She moved slowly
and seriously, believed in George Eliot's
'ROmOla, John Stuart Mill and Mr.. Hux-
lev. and name it point to know French
and Italian. She was at her best when
sitting at a discreet distance from some
/ artially educated young stock broker. con-
veTSng with him on the ThingnesS of the
Which, and quoting Italian lyrics at him
softly. OF course, this reduced him to mass
of mere pulp. think this girl is response
bic for the elevation in popular favor of the
healthy and vigorous maiden who dresses in
cloth instead of satin, eats heartily. never
fainrs away, talks about horses. yachts and
games that stock brokers and immature
young men can understand, and believes in
the fun of to-day instead of the romance of
the last century"
But what about the accent?"
''Oh, deah me-" gasped the bouncing An
g.o-manlac, as sudden spasm of mortfica-
ton spread over her good-natured face.
How conSummately shocking, | haven't
bean bit English since we met. ave /?
Sumow it quite slips me mind when Tn
with old friends; but when | am i'm the
swim. yuu know. and anxious to impress
the yuigah. am so crushingly English that
not one man out of ten can understand what
1 say."-Clara Belle in Cincinnati ENQUIRER.