St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-08-01
Letter No. 2.
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lLillian Russells reply to Jean Norwood ] |

Lillian RusselPs reply to Jean Norwood i
MINI ETONKA, July 27.-When your
letter reached me I was past comforting,
| Why can't those sore threats and all other
evils begin and end in Lent, when we are
all supposed to be clothed in sack-cloth and
ashes. anyway? Nothing could be more
provoking, of course, cherie. 1 am sorry
| to hear of your Sickness but neither you.
Phil, Mrs. Phil, or anyone else, could
make me believe that terrible Da-
kota is good for anything. or any
body, much less good for girl raised in
the way you have been. You surely have
the East with a good-siZed mirror than live
in such stepping off place as you picture.
l read part of your letter to a very swell
friend of mine whom I met here about two
weeks ago. Mr.. Danforth. He is just lovely,
dresses superbly, and spends money like a
prince. He is perfectly devoted to
ME. He has perfect tenor voice,
and as music is really about the best of
my accomplishments we get along beauti-
| fully in that direction. He is very much
interested in your Dakota exploit and
makes me promise to keep him posted. I
never knew Minnetonka to be so gay.
There is something going on all the time.
l never knew so many eligible gentlemen
to be here the first of the season. Apro-
pos of this (and l say it under my breath)
don't-you- think YOU are making
a-sad-mistake? 1t is not as if
you and 1 were debutantes. Every
year counts with us. We are now
! (again under my breath and tell it not in
Gath) almost "a, and this season must
really be the crisis. l never knew so many
new, fresh young faces to make their ap-
pearance. It's the talk of the place. We
girls who have been out three or four sea-
sons hold our own pretty well now, but it
is only matter of time when we will be
pushed to the wall, and somehow do not
think a background of wall paper
would be becoming to our style of beauty
I never did like to look over photograph
albums and don't care to commence now.
The gentlemen are perfectly wild over these
piQuant, simple, little girls, and no wonder,
for they really are as fresh as little daises.
We have parties twice week. Regular
swell affairs. Then with boating, picnics,
tennis. drives and walks, the time does not
go on leaden wings. l went to the
hop last night with Mr.. Danforth (of
course). [ wore my white satin.
no color at all and really looked quite re-
spectacle. The first german of the season
comes off Friday night. Mr.. Danforth and
l lead. The favors are to be something
unusual. Mr.. Danforth had his pony and
cart sent here, so don't pine for drives.
The night are perfect, bright, moonlight
in fact. everything is conducive not only to
flirtations, but regular out and out, desper-
ate affairs. Poor girl! sup
pose the same moon shines
for you but under what different circum-
stances. While entrance the gentlemen
/ you entrance the-mosqnitoes. You de-
serve cup of cold poison.
We are going on a picnic tomorrow.
Why were you such goose to leave all
tell me everything about yourself, if it is
only the state of your pulse. L have a
lovely new tennis suit broad blue and
white stripes, trimmend in ecru lace.
Do you ever dress in Dakota
or do you wrap buffalo skin about your
graceful form? l must say adeu. All the
girls send love and say you are a little goose.
The gentlemen say you are little major.
My regards to Mr.. and Mrs. Phil. I am
horribly sleepy. so good night.
Yours lovingly,
LILLIAN Ii. RUSSELL.
THE NEXT DAY
l am just in from drive; must tell you
a funny little circumstance. We were
! passing by the gypsy encampment which
has been here about three days. Everyone
here has been having their fortunes told.
AS we drove by an old woman rushed out
and as usual said. Let me tell the pretty
lady's fortune"
Mr.. Danforth looked disguised and at
tempted to drive on. Now you know love
anything of this kind and asked him to
stop. He looked surprised and said
what does this miserable old creature
know. about you?" The miserable old
creature" must have heard, for she
burst forth in maledictions loud and deep.
bad luck to you, from this false man; he
will bring you nothing but evil;
he has -" At this MI.
D. brought down his whip on the
unoffending pony and away we flew. !
never knew him to be so furious. He is SO
sensitive that he hates these low creatures
to be near him. felt like a guilty wretch
for insisting on stopping, and yet 1 rather
enjoyed it, too. He was perfectly beside
himself for a few minutes. then turned
to me and begged my pardon. pretended
to be perfectly crushed, but between our
selves, was not crushed at all. In fact,
was laughing in my sleeve. How easily
men get disturbed. Oh, well, man with
out his faults is like Romeo without Juliet.
but with all his faults etc., etc., etc..
etc.. etc. Well, again goodbye, goose.