The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-10-24
A Chapter of Accidents, Incidents and
Some Curious Things in Baseball.
The Cost of Running for Office in New York
City-Cheap and Expensive Campaigns
Big Assessments Paid by Candidates.
CLARA BELLE.


girl OF twenty, with q facial beauty that would
satisfy sculptor by its perfect regularity OF
features, an artist by its delicacy of coloring,
and an ordinary observer by it's complete lowell
ness, walked past me in Broadway this morning.
She had the sort of personality that will bear
something of exaggeraton in eostuming without
producing vulgar effect. There are women,
you know, who can't wear the smallest checks
for fear of loudness, while others can turn their
surfaces into chessboards without offense. This
maiden was of the latter type, and 80 her ulster
Of broad squares in brown and black was be-
coming, and the Tam O'Shanter cap stuck on
her sorrel hair askew was a delight don't say
that she was singular in her attractive
ness Broadway is full of feminine beauty, and
her equal could have been found on the next
block or two, no doubt. But she was Miss Tillie
Martin, who is to be an admired figure in the
White House this season, unless miss my guess.
She Is the daughter Of DR.. Henry ]. Martin, a
New York physician, and niece Of James Full
gate, the Paterson iron manufacturer, with
whose wife she spent portion of last summer at
Saranac, in the Adirondacks. There she became
well acquainted with the bride Of President
Cleveland and they got to be very chummy after
q hoolgirlish fashion. The upshot is an invita-
ton to Tillie to stay month or longer in Wash
ington, guest of Mrs. Cleveland. If she does
not eclipse nearly everybody else in Capital
beledom then account me no prophet She is
laying in a wardrobe that won't hinder her prog
ress, Tll be bound and her fresh beauty will
conquer tremendous vogue
Another thing that know beforehand about
the Washington season is that President Cleve-
land is going to be heater and nicer in his at
tire at the state receptions mean no disrespect
to his Excellency when I say that he is natural
ky aud by habit slouchy sort of man. Bachel-
orhood prolonged abnormally is bound to make
a fellow careless as to dress; aud when quad
ripple chin and seventy inches of girth, bust
measure. obscure his view of his vest buttons,
he can't easily know whether they are fast loose.
''You ought to have seen young Mrs. Cleveland
finishing her husbands toilet" said woman
who saw them at Saranac. ''One afternoon he
lounged in the parlor. after the nap that he in
variably took His hair was rumpled, his neck
tie askew and one button OF his coat was insert
ed in the buttonhole next below. He was a
picture of don't-cRreativeness. His pretty wife
waylaid him at the entrance. With one gentle
but rapid hand she smoothed his hair, while with
the other she Strengthened his necktie. Instantly
twist Of the fingers readjusted the buttoning
Of his coat, fecked some lint off his arm and
gave a twist to his mustache. It was the def
work Of about thirteen seconds, but how radi-
cally improving. The President was transformed
from SLOUGH to state Of neatness" There
lore, Mr.. Cleveland will be touched up by his
wife this winter in Washington, and vastly to
bis betterment as an object for social contempla-
hon.
Is unAtness in dress a popularity Of Amer
lean womenl Are the women of other nations
rs insensible to the anonymous as are oursl
These questions were suggested by the scene In
basement room of one of the large stores in
this city, There were hundreds of women
passing in and out and strolling from one
counter to another, and among them
were worn some Of the handsomest street
toilets ever saw. Often was the eye almost
blinded by the sparkling of jet in the electric
light, and satins, velvets, pushes of ali colore
formed moving kaleidoscope The department
was one for housekeeping goods, and some OF
those gorgeously -arrayed women were selecting
chopping bowls, carving knives, tin pans, fire
shovels, etc. The climax was reached when
woman whose toilet was largely made up Of
white watered silk and lace, posing black bot
toned kettle with daintily-gloved hand. Her
costume would have answered for an elegant re-
ception, perhaps she intended going to one after
purchasing q preserving kettle to send home to
Bridget Or, was it Bridget herself sent on this
errand masquerading in her mistress's best suit
tried to see the features more closely, but the
passing train hid her from view. and my ques
tion has never been satisfactorily answered.
nope it was Bridget.
Handsome womsB are subjects for critical
judgment, especially when they appear on the
stage; but did it ever occur to you that these
professional beauties might have views of mas
outline beauty as they see 1t from their side OF
the foot-lightsl On thinking of it. Yesterday.
at cnce set out in hanson to do a bit of inter
viewing. My first call was on Fanny Daven-
port, and l put the question plumply to her:
"Who is the handsomest man you have ever
seen In one of your audiencesP "Ned Price.
bandl" ITO be sure, but that doesn't alter the
fact" Mr.. Price is a well-built chap, aged
thirty seven, / should guess. and his face is
indeed, very bright and admirable In attire
he is something Of beau. Next, / went to
Madam Modjeska with my query. She. too
WAS inclined to VOW supreme admiration of hel
husband, but / told her that had taken thai
kind OF reply once and for all. Then she said
'Well, the handsomest auditor can remember
was Mr. Nicholas Smith, the husband of one Of
41VAoSo OK0oi0y udukut0Es' 41O uSou w kO u
the theater a great DEAL and usually sat in
box where he was conspicuous to me, OF course
He was a big, lion-iike man. with positively
beautiful yet manly face. Yes, think Mr.
Smith is the handsomest man ever saw across
the foot-lights" Finally, I visited, in turn, the
four British beauties, who have come across the
briSe to us The first of them was Lord Ions
dales Violet Cameron. ''Do you restrict YOU,
question to the gentlemen whom have acted &c
in Americal Well, then, fancy that can't tell
yOt1h io huf daon he TT.
sat, the other night, near the front of the or
chestrs where l had good view of him. He
was tall, and just portly enough to be impressive
he was somewhere nigh thirty; his features
were strongly regular, with black
hair, and a matchlessly brunette complexion; his
toilet was absolutely faultless Perhaps voc car
identify himp could, easily. He was Aureliu.
Sharp Aod very fashionable in Fifth avenue
though scarcely in a society way. for he conduct.
. tailoring establishment Wilson Barretts
principal actress, Miss Eastlake, gave ths palm