Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-01-05

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W $A@N women have sprung
up all over the city which designate them
selves by the name of some master in litera-
ture and make show of studying his
works. Women and girls are now seen run
ming about with books in place of shopping
bags, with lists of references to be hunted
up in libraries, with absorbed airs and stu
dious frowns, and faces all but "sicklied
Ger with the pale cast of thought" till they
bid fair to make our city as blue stockingy
as Bostonl
Some of these societies may do sincere
and hopeful work, but occasionally the
veneer of the fad is so thin and transparent
that even the sables and diamonds, with
which the fair students invest themselves,
cannot blind the observer. As, for in
stance, when one of them bewailed in this
style:
t'That dear delightful Browning is deadl
All. we shall have no more autocrats on our
breakfast tablesr'
SLIPS OF THE TONGUE.
In tact these literary Partingtons are very
numerous, but are so delightfully."- uncon-
scious and on such agreeable terms with
themselves it would be absolutely wicked to
disturb such comfortable serenity. A party
of newly -hedged students were gathering in
West End mansion for an afternoon 8
study and in the interim the lady of the
house was showing her guests through the
beautiful rooms. She casually remarked:
81 have the finest abasement in my house of
any house in town. Do come and see the
abasement.
They went, and after the survey gor-
geous dame declared: IA good abasement
is an indispensable perquisite to a house."
They all agreed to that and the study of
Goethe was taken up with great enthusiasm.
But the great names do suffer, and more
than that, they are in danger of losing their
identity on the lips of their disciples. 81
belong to a-a-Shakespiamy Club and an
Aspasia Club" announced little lady to
party of acquaintances outside of her par
ticulsr set.
Her listeners were aghast for moment,
till one whispered behind her handker-
chief: "She doesn't mean Aspasia, YOU
know, she can't mean that; it is probably
Hvpatia." Then aloud: "You belong to
the HyRatia Club?"a --.ss--1s4ss.
"Oh, yes, and we have such elegant times,
such beautiful lunches, and cunning teas,
you never saWl'
Well, there is one comfort for us. The
New York woman, whatever her fad may
be, will never be dowdy. She will never
become the abominably dressed, uncorseted,
ungraceiul being that the Boston literary
woman-is If she cannot get at the true in
wardness Of Browning or Goethe she will al
WAYS be neat and charming, taut and trim
from the crown of her head to the sole of her
e l. L O. : L l. E
net or of poem that sit is sweet pretty"
shall forgive her.
NO CHANCE FOR THEORIES.
There is among your acquaintance, no
doubt, the young girl who will not drink
coffee because it makes her complexion vel
low, who eats stale bread, wheaton grits,
chopped rare meat, and abjures all sweets
and starchy vegetables because that regime
is conducive to lustrous white skin and
sparkling eyes. Society is filled with girls
who are cranks on diet and exercise simply
because they will make any sort of fight
and even sacrifice their comfort for beauti-
full complexion. have often wondered how
far this strict attention to ones self would
purify the skin texture.
Now, I CHANGED to run across an old
friend of mine at lunch time, and sat down
with her and her daughter, young lady of
18, who is to make her social debut during
the present winter. The girl was one OF the
fairest examples of perfect blonde beauty
have ever seen. Her skin was dazzling, it
was so pure in its whiteness. I will venture
to say that the carefullest examination in
the strongest light would not reveal a
blemish on the lustrous, healthy flesh. Her
eyes, also were as brilliant as stars the blue
Of them warm and clear, the white like
snow. The fruity perfection of this girl was
so extraordinary that was at once struck
with the fancy that if diet had anything to
do with producing a beautiful skin, this
lovely creature must have been
reared on the dew from the hearts of honey
suckles. Therefore was interested in what
she chose from the lunch card that the
waiter handed to her. It can be imagined
how shocked was when heard the order.
Here it is: "a Welsh rarebit, bottle of
beer, and, afterward, mince pie, cheese and
large cup of black coffee"
A BELLIES PECULIAR HOBBIES.
The best turnout in dogs is now being
produced on Fifth avenue by colored man
who is employed by a thoroughbred young
lady in the double capacity of dog trainer
and boxing professor. The girl is 20, is
built handsomely, avoids the routine cele-
brations OF society. though she is received in
the choicest houses, Is good swordsvoman,
and has recently taken up boxing as a
pastime. She brought home from Europe
this summer two black French poodles, and
her negro servant trots them the length of
Fifth avenue twice each day. The dogs are
chained together, and are caparisoned ex-
aetly alike. On each is q broadcIoth
blanket. Then both wear silver bangles,
bright bows of ribbon on the tips of their
tails, and carry pipes in their mouths.
They run perfectly straight down
the center of the sidewalk, never turning to
right or lett disdainful of all the attention
they attract, but obedlent to every word ad-
dressed to them by their attendant. 1 am
told that these dogs have room of their |
own fitted up almost as luxuriously as that |
Of their mistress, and that all the pictures |
and ornaments are appropriate to canine |
taste. AS the young lady owning the little
beasts is handsome and rich she naturally |
comes in for great share of attention from |
the men, but at present there is no promise
Of any serious result from it all.
A young fellow observed of her: SIT is
III very well to get girl who is a crank on
dogs off in a corner, but you had better let
she other fellow marry her. She ties rib /
Dons on her poodle's tail and takes boxing
lessons. Well, that is magnificent, but it is
lot love- think that young mans head
S quite level. CLARA BELLE.
HERE they come with umbrella and grip
Iack; down goes the name on the register of
he Sturtevant House, corner Broadway and