The Sunday herald and weekly national intelligencer., 1890-10-12
From our Regular Correspondent !

The time has come when the stranger is again
within our gates and dsrk-haired, bright-eyed
French women, dusky-looking Spaniards and
Cubans are to be seen on the street, at the
theatres, and at the hotels, contrasting oddly
with great number OF English people.
There seems to be fresh invasion of the Brit
fish maid. She is no longer the British blonde,
for she has realized that the streaks in blonde
hair have grown too common, and she has cut
off the long locks and is permitting her brown
hair to grow out afresh. Then, on pleasure as
well as on knowledge bent, is sufficient num-
Der of the British matron dowdily dressed, and
with beautiful determination that the United
States needs making over from social stand
point, and she is the one to do it. The English
man himself is undoubtedly domestic tyraut,
and that he is married to the Englishwoman is
showing of the eternal fitness of things, for
while he rages storms, uses every word in the
English and profane vocabulary, she is as per-
fectly placid as COW, and he believes that she
is the modern Grselda Very often he is mis-
taken.
The woman who keeps quiet and who refuses
to quarrel is always the woman who comes out
the best. A small edition of electricity in femi-
nine shape that screams and cries and gets ex-
cited, and calls names, and is worn out physi-
cally and mentally. is easily governed by man,
notwithstanding she may have the reputation of
having violent temper. She becomes ex-
hausted physically long before the man does,
and so, poor little creature, breaks herself 70
bits by banging her wings against the cage
THE DOMESTIC ENGLIsHMAN.
The Englishman of the type of which speak
is usually hated by his children, feared and de-
spised by his wife, and looked at with certain
amount Of pitying contempt by the rest of the
world. He believes that violent bursts of pas
sion and boorish behavior evidence of man
illness, and that he is simply making goose Of
himself, and that the world may simply think
him ridiculous never seems to dawn upon him.
OF course, this is by no means the best type, but
it is one often seen among the globe trotters
His wife, nine times out Of ten, wears jet cape,
a something that seems to appeal more to the
Englishwoman's idea of dress than anything in
the world and in which she counts herself sufi-
ciently well dressed to be presented, if neces-
sary, to the Queen of Sheba.
Apropos of jets, the dainty little bonnets in
tended to rest upon American heads are brilliant
with them. Tiny jet cororets are in the centre,
while the moon in crescent shape, the evening
star, and butterflies on the wing are all wrought
out in the same sparkling material. 1t makes
the chdpeau very heavy, and it adds to the
length Of the bill, but its extreme prettiness no
man can deny.
MEN AND WOMEN MILLINERS.
was at an opening the other day-a showing
of bonnets. If there is anything in the world
that could make me untrue to my politics and
my faith it would be wonderfully attractive
homeland gazed around with awe, and was
snubbed with great coolness 1 no longer ap-
prove of the lady milliner business. In the fu-
ture shall get my hat of man. A man wants
to make a sale, and does everything in his power
to succeed, while women, little upset unless
they know who you are, always seem to conclude
that you come to steal their designs, and that
the sooner you get out and the less you see the
better they will be satisfied. Urged by my
friends, who are always SO kind, and aided and
abetted by the curiosity of my maternal parent
went to the bonnet display of the lady milliner
In the first place, her bonnets were not lady-like
and in the second place the women who showed
them, arrayed in different-colored silk aprons
knew about as much of what is becoming to 6
woman as they did about the sort of bonnet
that fox terrier ought to wear.
KNOWLEDGE BEHIND THE COUNTER.
was beautifully squelched by a disinterested
female, who evidently thought her duty in life
was to down the American woman, by being
told that most of their hats were English, ant
that as probably had not been there didn
realize the style! Now, put it to you as a maj
and an editor if this was not CALLING thing II
say to a woman arrayed in Redfern's latest ant
wearing tiny little bonnet-the sort that mel
like at the theatre-of Tuscan straw with few
pink roses on it, that came straight from th
hands of the smartest milliner in London, anC
was newer in style than any they had there
After that | leaned against mantel shelf ant
looked crushed while my parent, who is olde
and more experienced than l. and who felt tina
her black bonnet with its jet butterfly on it, car
red the CdChet of Paris, came forward and SAT-
that she had not any pretty bonnets gel
upon which the cruel young damsel said tina
perhaps she did not quite appreciate them. NJ
parent was uncrushed, but escorted me out
murmuring audibly, "Why did you ever urg
me to come to such place?'
MANS SUCCESS AS A sHoPKEEPER
From there We went to look at tea-gowns at
beautiful new shop conducted by men, an,
where, when young woman got out the things
man was standing by to see if she was ciYi
and oblging We told him firmly that we di
not wish to buy but we wanted to look at som
with view of happy future when our purse
should be overhowng with ducats That ma,
saw that everything pretty in the establishment
was shown to us, and / became so enrapture
with a green brocade tea-gown that | hay
started a box in which everything left in tn
purse at night under ten cents goes; and hop