The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-11-07

in society than his wife. At first acquaint-
ance his manner is cold, formal and dis
tant, and some have gone away with the
impression that his excellency was some
what of cad. Such an impression did
great injustice to Mr.. Wetmore who when
the reserve was broken through, would
thaw out into one of the most congenial of
men, broad and liberal in his views and
with knowledge of the world and those
who are at pre- 'ent living in IL which was
delightful to listen to.
With Mrs. Wetmore there was no reserve
to overcome. She was gracious without
beng effusive, and would make guest feel
at home in a few words. Rank had no
claims for precedence with her. Peers and
foreign ambassadors by the score attended
her receptions at Newport, but at the call
of the humblest of her fellow citizens she
would go, though the person entertained
were a Cesar. A lady Of Mrs. Wetmore's
stamp was not the kind to sup or lunch
with person of such questionable reputa-
tion as the future King of England and
Emperor of India, unless in the presence OF
the Princess of Wales, with whom Mrs.
Wetmore is slightly acquainted. When
that ducal leper, his grace of Marlborough,
was here, he failed to obtain recognition of
his rank from Mrs. Wetmore, although he
was petted and feted by many other pei
sons of distinction.
An illustration of Mrs. Wstmores sweet
disposition was furnished at the last official
reception given here by her husband aud
herself to the general assembly. 1t was a
brilliant assemblage, among which the gov
ernor's personal staff and all the military
heads of departments moved in full uniform.
While standing by Mr.. Wetmore'S side re-
ceiving their guests Mrs. Wetmore spied
little fellow shrinking out of the gorgeous
ness and away from some liveried menials
whom he took to b. fied-marshals at least
The lad was Willie Russell, a newspaper
messenger boy, who had run the gauntlet
of the police outside and had, with genuine
newspaper enterprise, invaded tue drawing
room In search of Jenkins for copy. He
had one eye on plush covered funkey
and another on the table loaded with the
choicest delicacies of the season, and which
brigadler-generals were attacking without
mercy. The little fellow had not had time
to eat the little lunch of his own at the
office and therefore the odor of the deli
clous viands had penetrating effect upon
him. Suddenly Adj. Gen. Dyer swooped
down on him and babe him follow. The
boy gave himself up for lost, and the tears
had begun to start in his eyes, when he
looked up and beheld the face of the lowell
est lady he had ever seen bending over HIM
and saw her jewelled hand extended for
him to shake Then he knew that the
grand officer with the gold-slashed coat and
the bright sword was not leading him out
to be shot, but to be introduced to his gov
ernor and the governors wife. Mrs. Wet
more had seen him and had requested the
acknowledgement to bring the little fellow
in that he might be refreshed as we'll as the
rest. After taking his not particularly
clean paw and shaking it warmly, she in
troduced the youngsCer to his excellency
and marched him over to the tables, from
which she laughingly swept aside some
secretaries of ate to make room for
him. She selected such Of the delicacies as
she thought Willie might eat aud like. and
did not leave him until he had lunched
like king.