The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-08-29

able. good-uatured and approachahle of mon,
and. above all, astonishing y frce of the nc
cen: that we invar1a~lf attribute 20 En-
glishmen of title. could name doZ IN or
twenty men with elaborate handles to their
names 10 whom | talked, and who spoke i'll
every respect as well-hred Americans do.
/ The men who say ''c lwn't, p" "shawnt" AID
/ "deah Old lappie,h ard all that, are bad ac-
tors, or the second-clasS imitators of tho
real tyne Of the genus swell.
From the c.uD we ent to the Gaiety thea
ter, but IL wa, slow, and half an hour later
the Hon. Perez Thorpe took me to the En-
plre-perhaps as gorgeous place of amuse-
lnent as can be found in the world. On the
stage was a variety show, including a num-
Der of people whom bad seen in America.
In the boxes, women of moro or less respec-
| liability sat behind the curtains and gazed
abroad. In the balconies and in the lobbleS
peraded endless streams of women, painted
and powdered clunlsily and thickly. In
the slang of the town, they are "Totties, y
and London makes the worst exhibit of
them of any city in the world. Among
this horde of hundreds and hundreds Of
women walked the young snobS, who sup
posed they were seeing life because they
chattered and joked in heavy British way
with the women OF the town. 1t was about
as amusing to me as oh ink of mud, and
as the Hon. Percy Thorpe was similarly
bored we went to the Continental hotel to
supper.
1t is the night place of London. Actresses
and women whe claim to be such as mask
to another calling, sat about the different
tables with charms literally revealed by
the lowest of dresses and the shortest of
sleeves. They were accompanied by vast
number. of heavy and dissipated-looking
| club men, who drank brandy and whisky,
while the women took champagne. There
were great many American actresses of
certain stamp, and among them several
Now York men. The air was sitting and
hot, and at II o'clock the proprietors began
TO put the people out.
In leaving the place we met Nat Good
win and Arthur Roberts-the latter is the
cleyerest cOmmedial i'll England-on the
sidewalk, and they iugged us off to club
| known as the Bohee. There is not lord in
| London, by the way, who does not feel fiat
| tered If he can win his way into the pres
ence of crack comedian.
Thorpe smiled for the first time that day,
| as we went to distincJively all-night Lon
| don resort. The fog had settled into a
| dreary drizzle long before this. Thehea of
the theaters and the Continental had
| dragged me down, SO that felt in anything
but a jolly frame of mind, and the inter
minable heaviness of everything English
weighed on me as it always does on an
American for the first week or SO in Lon
don. No one smiles, everything is stupid,
Cop-weishtHeu anu sCoilu IRON tle ar ot the
streets 10 Ine balA Oh tne prlgntest Oh tne
ing ni su
Inc Bohee consisted OF small teples, easy
chairs, panla men, ln1cTlnihaple drinks,
cleareCte anu cigar smoke, muSi0' sIauy
actresses, NOISE, uisor1er ana rloU. Toou,
WIN nao J9sG agreeo 10 pay Ior honerts
pel eL Inc ! toliow1lg weeA' ana 1 eney oegan
IoreneaISe Cnen anu Inere' lney oecl9eu 10
coliie ou' uressea up as american aaG II1Ians'
anu pay an acI from Cne CoIslcan proOn.
ers' 1ney we're 10 meet IN Inc middle OF
tne sIaSe, snaAe nanus, anu Cnen hooeF Us
was $50 w cAclai, l WIN ln'shse iorce'
,.M- no are you'
Nao "ooumia.