Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-11-03

- m visiting in Boston
| NM " part of this week.
| N%\\\ How often had seen
glorious dark-eyed, Herbert Kelcey lounge
languidly down Broadway. Suppose L
should tell you that encountered him in a
corner drugstore in Boston, quite unnoticed
and unadmired. You wouldn't believe it?
But l did. wasn't mistaken either. Who
could be mistaken in Kelley? 1t was Her
bert with princely long coaton, his mustache
couchant, and his eyes as in the third act of
THE Wife" He had been drinking soda
water and was wiping his mouth as I came
| in. know have said all that you will
submit to now. I suppose Herbert really
likes to doff the purple now and then, and
act like an ordinary human being. Boston
doesn't mind him, and he can drink soda if
he wants to in drugstore after the theater.
All, there, Herbertl No matter where you
60 some New York girl will see you, and
gasp as did, if she discovers lapse in
your posing.
Now, Boston has its Kelcey in Jack
Mason, who recently acted in New York
without causing the girls to so much as
futter. They are both adored at home, but
one is dress-suiter, the other blue shirt
chap. The herdic drivers in Boston say,
''Ride up to-day, Jack?" to Mason. In
New York nobody dares betray the fact that
he knows Kelcey's name unless introdue-
tion has given him a right. The girls in
Boston feel an affectionate interest in Jack.
The girls in New York feel far off, frappe
ADoRATIoN FOR KELCEY.
Mason can drink soda in drug store if
he wants to without going out of town to do
it. Kelcey can't. Mason can march up to
his matinee with his head in ayachting cap,
his shoulders bent, his hands in his pockets
and flannel shirt on. Think of Kelcey
doing it.
Kelcey is irreproachable; or, if he isn't,
nobody knows anything about it.
Mason gets there just the same. The kind,
old matinee ladies of Boston shake their
heads, saying: ''Such dear boyl A little
wild, perhaps, but the best of boys will be
wild" The Bostonese girls say: Hes just
as handsome as he can be. don't care how
he dresses or what he does"
KeIcey is supposed to toss his mash let
ters unopened into bushel basket which
slave holds to receive them.
Mason has been known to send a kindly
line to foolish society maid who begged an
interview. saying that he felt sure she did
not realize the seriousness of the step she
was taking, and that she would, on second
thought. thank him for refusing. They do
say the girl died, but it was Just nice of
Mason. wasn't it? And one can forgive him
for marrying giddy burlesquer. After all,
an existence like Kelcey's public one must
be a strain on him. Whisperl After that
Boston drugstore revelation I do believe
that out West he wears overalls, goes with
out necktie and combs his hair up straight.
Don't let US think about it.
INsULTED THE sUPEs.
Considerable amusement was caused the
other evening when was at Vercelli's Bos-
ton restaurant Two very nice girls who,
following the popular stage craze, are doing
extras" at the Boston Museum, dropped
into the place for dinner. No sooner were
they seated and their order for table d'hote
meal taken, than the waiter, as usual at
Vercelli's. started down the room shouting:
1.-TWO soups"
The girls flushed furiously. One whisp-
cred loudly: THE horrid thing. Let's go
right out.
To which the other replied, almost crying:
"How do you suppose he knew? And be-
fore all these people, too. Let's quit right
off,"
When the soup came the ladies were not
there to eat it, and the rest of US were on a
broad grin.
One other thing that impressed me in Bos-
ton was visible effort to turn economy into
wealth. We in New York know Marie
Jansen as comic opera singer. 1 saw her
picture outside of a fremont street dime
museum labeled, ''The wonder of the age
Arabella Montgomery" Further on litho-
graph of the long familiar portrait of Down.
ing as Gladiator, with his loot on an un-
known supe's chest, is marked "Biily
Scroot, the champion knock -'em-out"
Fanny Davenport's Fedora" paper is used
for illustrations of t'The Slaves Revenge"
or something of the Sort and Lillian Rus
sell passes for Nora Dillwiddy, the violin
gymnast. o, New Yorkers don't always
know what they are in other cities.
PRETTY PINK EARS.
Here in New York the latest socio-theat-
rical idiocy is to go silly over Mrs. Kendall,
the London actress now here. "Society"
adulates her, not because she is a clever
actress and an estimable matron, but because
she has come over with a London vogue.
For one foolish phase of the nonsense, know
the town is full of Kendall ears. This in
novation made itself apparent soon after the
first appearance of Mrs. Kendall, who
makes up" with less beauty box than the
charming Jane Hading used. A few strokes
of the black pencil on her lashes and brows,
her ears dipped in a rouge pot, and her
hands and arms in powder sack, and the
healthy. wholesome, taffy-haired matron is
ready for the glare of the footlights, and the
fire of lens and lorgnette. The fancy took
at once, and on the street, under dotted
wells, or in the house under the effulgent
softness of candle light, in the theater, car
riage, cafe and concert hall, the painted ears
of lovely womankind outnumber the tinted
cheeks and carmined lips three to one.
By the way, and speaking OF Britons, I
have had a quiet, confidential chat with a
real London SWELL / led him into COM
pairing the merely average girl of New York
society with the average maiden of bash ;ul
16 in English social circles. The former ex-
hibited liberty of action and thought with
out taking liberties. So lar, too, the En-
glish girl who had aired her rigid home life |
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