The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1889-07-31
"BAB" BY THE SEASHORE.
PRETTY WOMEN AND HIGH LIFE REIGN.
Gambling-The Best Dressed Woman
Pretty Girls-A Summer scandal-A Story
ofMaurice Barrymore-Woman's Lat
est Fad-Chatty Pen-Pictures.

lSlCulHp OUT Inelr preItleSI gowns, the
horses are running their Aeetest, and the
men are admiring the beauty of nature, OF
art and of roulette and baccarat.
Staid, sober matrons 90 to bed about
IL o'clock, and Monsieur lie Mari sends
up possibly fancy drink as a sop to his
feminine cerberus, and then he betakes
himself to the joys of Days club house.
Wonderful stories have been told of men
losing or making a deal Of money here,
but the losses may usually be divided by
four and winnings by eight. When will
men learn that under all circumstances
the bank is coming out the best At one
OF the club houses you pay for everything
you get to eat or to drink; at the other
everything is offered to the visitor free of
charge. You can conclude which is the
most popular. Roulette is obtaining more
than ever, The American youth finding
that it is not as great a strain on his brain
as are some other games-but, oh, the fas-
cination! You put down a dollar chip on
No. Is, the wheel swings around, and To-,
and behold you have thirty-five more to
accompany that one. Then, if you are a
wise young man, you go home. But usu-
ally you are not; you put your thirtY-tive
on some other number and you have the
pleasure OF seeing the bank take them all,
accompanied by your first chip. Do you
stop here? | grieve to say YOU do not !;
and at o'clock in the morning you are
coming home trying to explain to yourself
or your companion how it was that your
system did not break the bank. Every
fhInC or tins I hot
everybody gives you TIPS on your special
ailment, on a dark horse, on the prettiest
girl, on the best dressed woman, ana on
the handsomest man.
The best dressed woman comes over to
the hotel from her cottage wearing, in the
evening, a cream silk skirt heavily
tiounced with ruffles of real Nalenciennes
lace, an empire coat of silvery-looking
silk, the design being exactly that which
was used for a silk worn by Marie An
toinette. Her waistcoat is of creamy
white brocade, her cravat is of lace like
that on the skirt and is fastened with a
turquoise set with diamonds. Over her
blonde hair is a straw turban trimmed
with white crepe and having two jaunty
white wings just in front. Above her
marriage ring is a large turquoise set with
diamonds, and she who has a wonderful
jewel box from which to choose, has the
good taste to relegate rich necklaces, dia-
monds, brooches and bracelets to absolute
full dress. This is the Baroness Blanc. a
woman who seems to know by instinct,
not only how TO choose her dresses, but
how to put them on, and who does not
make the mistake Of wearing the finest of
Worth's creations in the morning or of
driving in anything more elaborate than a
gray cloth costume that owes its perfect fit
to Whitaker. There has been a lot of
talk about whether the husband of the
baroness was a rich man, and it is very
amusing to discover how unlike the Phil
adelphians and Baltimoreans New York
ers are in being so ignorant as to who
marries who. Frederic Blanc, six feet
two, and handsome as picture, had for
his mother Miss Gebhard of New York,
the sister of the father of Fred Gebhard
and a woman Of great wealth. His father
owns a suburb estate at Geneva, Switzer-
land The baron is the oldest son, the
heir TO all this, and yet as hard a worker
as any man born and bred in America
could desire. BY profession q civil en-
gineer, he is interested in all that pertains
TO engineering, and works from early in
the morning until evening with the ardor
OF man who really loves the special
work that is mis- own.
The prettiest girl? The prettiest girl
cannot be counted She is without num-
ber and sometimes / am strongly tempted
to say without manners. She is dressed
in gowns of gingham in the morning, OF
cloth or flannel when she goes fishing or
yachting and in costumes of white mus
lin as she dances in the evening. That is
the young woman who is properly dressed
- IL,
the morning and blossom forth in the
evening in velvet and silk, diamonds and
lace best suited to her mamma. The
young woman in silks delights the heart
of the young man who considers evening
dress proper for the seaside, but the howl
ing swells lounging about in much easier
and less conspicuous toilet, quickly dis
cover that the maid in muslin is more to
their liking. The last scandal? We whis-
per it in the morning as we listen to the
| orchestra play "Amorita," and we watch
it in the afternoon as we go out driving, TO
see how it is succeeding It's pitiiul
sort of storv-sSmehow il makes a lump
come in my throat whenever / see the vic
tim OF it all 1t isn't mother selling her
| daughter. Dear no, we are more English
than that. It's man trying to sell his
wife-a wife who two months ago was a
bride. She is little lady who attracted
| because OF this the eyes of man well
known by his vices all over this country.
| Did he approach herr Only in the most
| respectable way. He is an adept in wick
edness and realized that the way to win
the wife was to appeal TO the husband S
pockets and ! think he is going to sue
coed. Every day that little woman is be-
coming more disguised with her husband,
Every day she is finding consolation in
the courteous attention OF the other man,
and only the leaves as they fall from the
trees in the autumn will tell the end OF
the story.
The latest story7 II was one that was
told me about Barrymore the other night
every woman is always glad to hear a
story about Barrymore, because he is the
| handsomest man on the stage to-day. One
night Barrymore was coming from the
Union square theater escorting home a
very handsome and very large woman.
| Now, the beautiful actor is a superb ath-
lete, and it's a bit dangerous 10 say any
thing unpleasant TO him. However, one
| of the impudent cabmen along the square
called out 10 him "Say, chappy, don't
you want q cabby for your chippy" The
cabman found his resting place in the gut
ter. Barrymore had given him one
straight, and after the first indignation the
| little party OF two INDUCED in burst OF
laughter at being mistaken for chappies
and chippies.
The latest fad? Well, one woman said
she was sick and tired OF having minia-
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