The Washington critic., 1888-04-21
WOMEN AND THEIR WAYS
EccentricitiesOf Ameie RiveS, the
Gifted Southern Author.
GERSTEWS EARLY1TRlUMPHS.
Pretty Haisy Garland CAST Her
First Vote at ~.

Pretty Baisy Garland Cast Her
First Vote at'S7.
HONCERNING women and men
II as equals, Ruskinn says. "We
~ are foolish and without OK.
cuse in claiming the superiority
of our sex TO the other; in truth
each has what tho other has not.
One compl etes the ther and they are
in nothing alike. The happiness Of
both depends on each asking and re-
coiving from the other what the other
only can give.N Thaekeray drewthis
contrasts almost all women will
give sympathizing hearing TO men
who are in love. Be they ever so
old, they grow young again In
that conversation and renew their own
early time. Men are not quite so gen.
ero,is." Noltaire said: "All tho rea-
sonings of men are not worth one senti-
ment of women" Gladstone says;
woman is the most perfect when
the most womanly." DIR. Clarke
says: Man is no superior to woman
nor woman to man. The relation of
the sexes is one of equality, not of
better or worse or Of higher or lower
The loftiest ideal of humanity de.
mands that each shall be perfect Of
its kind, and not be hindered in its
best work. The lily is not inferior TO
the rose, nor the oak to the clover,
yet the glory of the lily is one and
the glory of the oak is another; and
the use of the oak is not the use of
the Clover
The frequency with which the
name of Amelie Rives, the young
Southern writer, is encountered in
the magazines and the recent publi-
cation of her portrait in "Lippin-
cott's," showing her to be an excep-
tionally beautiful young woman, says
VIM. j. Box in the New York
Graphic, has caused her TO become
subject for much talk in literary cir
cles. The peculiarities of Miss Rives,
in that she smokes cigarettes, in.
dulges in long walks and is an expert
equestrienne, are already known, but
she has likewise quite smaDked social.
eccentricities. 1t is related of Ger by
friend that she has never been
known to keepan engagement at the
hour named, but is invariably late at
dinner parties and lunches, in fact,
| even at little gatherings given in her
| special honor. An instance is told
| when luncheon was given her as
compliment by friend who had in
vited some thirty ladies to meet the
rising young author. The hour for
the luncheon was set for 10 o'clock.
All the guests were on hand at the
appointed hour, but although the
clock pointed dangerously close to
the hour of ] still the fair author did
not come. Half past ], and still no
Miss Rives. 1t was then decided to
proceed with the luncheon, the
hostess explaining that doubtless
something had occurred to detain her
young friend. When the luncheon
had almost ended Miss ltives en-
| tered, apparently unconscious of
her tafdiness. What made mat
| ters worse is that, so far as could be
learned, nothing had specially de.
tanned her. Miss Rives is particu-
larly beautiful, almost bewilderingly
| handsome. Her parents are wealthy
and live on large Southern planta-
ton, just outside of the city of Rich
mond. She is great favorite among
her friends, who overlook her eccen-
tricities. She is in great demand by
magazine editors, and is at present as
| much sought after as an author as
| any modern writer of fiction.
| Speaking Of artifces of feminine
adornment, says the New York Sun,
they are telling with malicious glee
about somewhat antiquated belle
| who is generally accused not only of
using powder and rouge, but of resort
ing to the more elaborate process of
enameling to produce a beautiful
complexion. Her face and neck and
arms are said TO be covered by a more
or less permanent coating, everything
| her naturally swarthy skin, and re-
| stored at intervals by an artist in that
! sort OF thing. Well, as to the anec!
| dote Shewas at dinner party, where
| all the ladies wore decollete costumes,
/ after the fashion which maintains in
| New York al banquets of ceremony.
4 A playful fellow sitting beside this
lady, threw an apple, intending that
| il should hit another chap who sat q
few feet behind her. But the aim
| was bad. . and the missile struck her
| on the breast. There was a subdued
crash, as though some article of very
4 fragile china had been smashed, and
| the enameled belle gave subdued
shrek of horror. Then she clapped
her napkin to the spot hit by the
apple and fed from the ROOM. The
truth was that her complexion pot
| terry had been shattered, and she
couldn't put the broken surface into
sight again until 1t had been deftly
mended. ..,'
Gerster was poor girl, the daugh-
| ter of an humble family. Little is
! knownof the night in the opera-house
| Mt Malta. then under the control of