The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-10-17
And Boldly, Charges Clio with Making Spe-
cialty of Painting-SheA Also Tells of Capel'S
Gallantries and of WOman's Work.
Lord Lonsdale Kindly Explains His Re-
lations to the Church of England.
Rev. T Dewitt Talmage Tells of a Blasphemer
Who Was Slain by Divine Wrath, but
Declines to Furnish Particulars.
CLARA BELLE.
Clio Is Still in the Paint Business-Capel's
Gallantries Occupations for Women.

CLARA BELLE
Clio Is Still in the Paint Business-Capeps
Gallantries-Oc for Women.
Special to the Indianapolis Journal.
New YORK, Oct. 16-You know Clio. don't
you' She is one of the nine muses., you recol-
lect. Her specially is painting and she wears
her hair sticking out behind her head in way
that, when was child and studied her in a
statuette on the family mantei, made me con-
elude it was meant for handle to lift her by.
| afterward became aware that the hirsute
outline of her poll was classic, and therefore
truly beautiful but had to wait until the au-
tumn of the year 1886 for Clio to appear in
fashionable life She has just come into Broad
way. She is still a goddess of painting, and
she deals principally in pink and white on her
own face Her hair is orange, and 1t has
become somewhat tousled but it reaches
rearward from behind her head In the
same old style. Clio has become modsh. She
has stepped down from her pedestal to be a
model for our girls to form themselves after.
Her method of hair-dressng is suddenly in
vogue, exaggeratedly for those who desire to be
conspicuous, and modfedly for those who are
modest The accusation has been often made
that fashionable but not wealthy bellies, desirous
of making the costly work of hair-dresser last
through several days, carefully wrap their heads
in towels and sleep in their hairpins. If the
new Clos try that expedent they will be de-
barred from slumbering restfully on their backs,
and whenever they turn from one side to the
other they'll have to do the shifting face down
ward.
There is one thing, though. to say about girls
hair as distinguished from masculinitv. We
don't have to keep our minds on our coiffures
after they have been constructed for the day.
We can trust confidently to crimps, pins and
switches after they are secured in their desired
positions. But consider man with bald spot
hidden under scratch wig. How he breads a
gust that may dislodge it along with his hat!
How ne squints into a concealed Bit of mirror to
allayshls alarm lest it is awry! And, oh, how he
dodgTs sffrighsed from those caressing hands of
his uniformed new sweetheart, which otherwise
would be joy to his brow, but whose gentlest
strokes may now uncover his falsity.
what an upright, dignifed, courty carriage
your husband has" remarked to bride of a
year. sit is admirable"
mo it isn't Clara" she replied, with the Bit
terness of her post-wedlock knowledge expressed
in her voice He is simply uphoding in con-
| cerned anxiety, the patch of wig that he didn't
tell me about during oourtship."
Speaking of shock and department. the news
of Father Capels eiddy gallantry on the Pacific
coast comes as a surprise to those who recall his
courtliness here at the Atlantic seashore. He
was a figure in our warranted best society
i1o and Eol1z AI,o&l
converts of our susceptible bellies by the score,
just as he had done in London and Paris; but
am told that he ran right into snag at the out
set. Mrs. Fred Nelson, the beautiful and
wealthy sister of Fred Gebhard, was an early
object of his efforts. She was already in that
domestic unrest that has eliminated in her suit
for divorce, and mutual friends assure me that
she was deeply impressed with Capels advice
and influence towards becoming a sreligious
recluse. But at one luncheon he partook all
too freely of wine, and the charm of his pros
elvtism was gone Mrs. Nelson stayed out of
a nunnery.
Here is something peculiarly true to be said of
my sex. We don't often go backward in refine
ment. Ministers sons are a general deteriora-
tion. may be, but ministers daughters are quite
as usually dear, sweet creatures-an improve
ment on their mothers Now, have discovered
another occupation open to women. It is not
theoretical discovery, but actual, as have seen
the work done by woman. 1t is lamplighting
Not very congenial occupation-for advocates of
female suffrage, perhaps but eminently prac-
tical one in this case The district covered by
the woman lamp-lighter I speak of lies on the
1f <hn 1fx1 IN %hA kha~
thinly populated district between Eight
ieth and One-hundredth streets. The
woman who does the work is rather
above the average size She trudges along bare
headed in ordinary weather, with ladder held
on to one shoulder with one hand, and a torch in
the other. Her pace is very rapid, and her
stride long When she approaches lamp down
comes the ladder from the shoulder, up it goes
against the post, and before you realize what
she is doing she has climbed, turned on and lit
the gas. dismounte6 and shouldered the ladder,
and started across the street the next lamp.
She has trace of that characteristic of
womankind that would lead her to dust the
burner, inspect it critically before and after
lighting, and then turn when on the ground
again to see how we'll it burned ] was so in
terested in her movements that | endeavored to
find out something concerning her. She is the
wife Of an Irish laborer, and has several chill
dren. They live in one of the better class of
squatter shanties. their particular hut being
in a hollow below the level of the street
instead of percheds on a rock, as most of them
are. The roof of their dwelling comes
just to the roadway Level. In the LOT below they
have "bit garden" and q goat that browses on
| tomato cans and the uncovered will barrels of
the neighborhood. comes home to them every
| night. The husband usually is 80 fortunate as
to be "in job" that gives him q full days work.
SO the wife has to set out just before sundown
to do his duty on the lamps, for unfortunately
| the contract is in his name. Sometimes he is
| seen roaming about with ladder and torch, and
| on my word, when that Is the case the lamps do
not get lit nearly so speedily She beats him for
promptness and dispatch. When the growing
city reaches their hut the ground on which it