Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1889-12-26

candlestlcks. She had plenty already.
The lady is candlestick struck. She
has been filling her cabinets ever since
she married, and her husband rarely
returns from journey without bring
ing her another one. All nations, art
schools, potteries, and kilns, are rep
resented in the modern, while her
antiques are quite like museum col
lection in number, rarity, and value
A peep at her chinas is like glimpse
OF the certain Broadway house where
Dresden figures, French studies, and
floral effects in porcelain rival Nature
In her gayest mood. A virtuoso would
forget his contentment looking at the
dragons, vestal virgins, harlequins,
reptiles, sea monsters, dolphins, warri-
ors, tishmongers, and tabled deities,
modelled in bronze, wrought iron,
brass, silver, and ormolo. The quaint
bits of color and the lovely forms of laid
work and under glazing would make
suppliant of an independent artist.
Aside from their artistic value, many
OF the candlesticks are priceless as
souvenirs, coming as they did from i'm
mortals, living and dead.
Mrs. WILDER +. Storey, until recent
ly the owner of the Chicago Times,
and who is as much at home in the
Windsor Hotel as she is in her Michi-
gan avenue house in the Lake City, is
slave to her handkerchiefs. When
her husband was alive he used to have
them made to order, not by the dozen,
but by the hundred Most men will
admit that pretty underwear is the most
witching part of woman's trousseau,
but Mr.. Storey put the handkerchief
at the head of everything, and paid the
bills gleefully. There was one French
firm that used to fill his order, and the
delicate squares were sent home in an
oaken box big enough to hide family
of children in. One speciality of this
house was bobinette handkerchief
made with two-inch rufiie of the same
web, and finished with bands and bows
of ribbon. Usually it required fifteen
n day to supply the lady, and she kept
n maid who did nothing but wash them,
pull them dry, and baste in the rib
bons. There were mulls and sheer
linens; batiste and fine lawns lavishly
trimmed and stitched fiat, and point
lace in hundred different varieties;
but the gem was and still is the bobi-
nette. Nothing like it was ever han
died by many women. AS supple
ment Mrs. Storey wears altar of roses
that costs sixty dollars an ounce, one
drop of which is veritable benediction
to the senses.
Mrs. William Livingstone has a
weakness for window draperies of
applique lace, with her monogram
picked out of the delicate web in batiste
lines.
Mrs. Major General Schuyler Ham
ilton, who on the day of her marriage
to the distinguished soldier was pre-
sented with the famous pearls of the
Hamilton family, has an inordinate
love for the jewels, which she is more
fond of playing with than wearing.
The actresses go into fads for adver-
tising purposes, just as they sign lit
erary contributions which most of
them are incapable of writing. Lillian
Russell is an adept, and yet l can
hardly leave her out of this letter, for
she has really remarkable collection
of silver-bound toilet articles She is
mad on the subject of brushes, and l
really believe there are three dozen
alone in her outfit. She has nail
brushes, jewel brushes, brow brushes,
hair brushes, and manicure brushes,
all woven with imported bristles and
backed with sterling, every
inch of it, and superbly carved or ham
mered. These things are spread over
her dressing and toilet tables, backs
up, and if you didn't see the French
bed with its silken canopy and hang.
ings in her chamber, the polished ward
robes of her dressing-room, and the
porcelain tub and swinging health-lift
of her bathroom, you might fancy
yourself in the shop of dealer in ex-
elusive novelties. These brushes, with
the hand mirrors, jewel and powder
boxes, are distributed over the tables
of three rooms, and against the white
drapery they suggest mosaic of pearl
and silver. To the sight they are ad-
mirable. To the chambermaid, who
has to shine them up every Monday
morning, they are appalling.
JENNIE DEAN.