New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1890-02-16
PLACE, PONT STREET.
A SKETCH.
DRApERIEs AND DESIGN.

DRAPERIES AND DESIGN.
A smart little brougham, win hlSn-stePl'i PPM,
horse turned out Of the PARK Sales' uIONc uo W,
sloane-st, turned 10 The nEht ana NV ~ bPoe
fore one of those neat little houses ia ale race,
Pont-st.
A lady alighted. .r.. .,oso
Post these letters, she sad L T .nUS
books be taken back TO Nude ;, ana DC run"
with the carriage at quarter TO ;; ,,,-o
Having given her orders, she took Il Ia'Ghhey
from her purse, and, putting IL mo 'lT be
herself in. She had forgotten the curtain Dc
hind the door, and she struck her OohneU "s"iuS0
L" Horrid tbipr,n she said, and she drew it
roughly aside. There isn't room Tor curtains
in these noky houses. Bou! what a satlrci ana
vet pokyfvoudnt look well In an advertisement
Now, logically the fault was Ief %1I nan nv
Ing in artistic folds, as wel-oehaVeI GUN Nm
Should SO that it was quite unTe3soIaoIe 81 -NIs'
Ferrers TO be angry with 1t. but -MIS p,a, and
SO. having let herself in and adlustee her s.aNgn
bonnet she drew the curtain Sentiy pacN li,,o Tvs
place and went upstairs. sun there was 1io"N
on her usually smooth brow .o1 .lo
She drew aside another curtain ana enteIeu tue
back drawing-room; and there was sun ahotnci i
To draw-this time JlngHnS thlhS OF Do"uS anu
bamboo-befOre she reached the 'front.' - ,,o,,,
To-day things seemed " strike her Ia new
lights. 49,. ,o,,so & IN ouito Good
taste she said going up to the glass over inc
hearth and untying her DOnnetsulh5s
Is that YOU Mabel? P" said man VINO Ia, lay
III. Jou were asleep, suppose said Mrs. Ferrers
shortly. And by-the-oye Wish, Will ,nTId 2 n',,
want to go TO sleep on the sofas you wouI9 pus
a handkerchief or something under your rect
at might be advisable, said Colonel Ahsley
indolently; And pray why 90 , you %0Au0'
whether this house is quite IN goOd ttslc ar
am ont of temper" said Mrs. FeUerS
wonder why Corise put red into this bonnet when
distinctly said wanted blue 9ne t sale t t5e
hair on her forehead" Decause, she ven OIi'
this house is so very fuA. Look. there Is
Colonel Anstey stuck his glass in his eve and
looked round; il true the room was very
full but then it was full OF very pretty mus. mus.
md the warm red of the wells maze an aIIISCo
background. There were Two or three "IS palms
in pots draped with Indian silk, and there were
many low tables covered with HtteI OF pItS vi
old silver and odds and ends OF Ul'Ss"oih anu
Dottery There were drapeTies on the walls ana
japanese fans and scrolls. There was a cottage
piano hung at the back, which was turned 10
he room with Eastern embroidery. lheTc was
a fourfod screen. worked with great silver bir0s:
across the smaller door. Through the strings OF
the bamboo curtains one could dlinN see I I
tie writing table and one or TWO pictures Oh
hraped eases. =, .,. 5
II find no fault" he said in his slow, pleasant
voice none. The Orentalism OF the room Is
well sustained The colors are harmonious ana
blend pretty. the style is free from any SlarihS
error or strainins after effect, and the whole IS
plpaSing 10 the eye. 10 Whdl No'S 9puL I1S'lil-
business take exception. sister Mabel
He transferred his scrutiny from the room 10
the figure leaning against the mahtc-pecc. me
white of the painted metal threw 3ut ihe poe
lines of shoulder, bust and waist. People called
Mrs FerreIs very striking woman Tall, hrmy
moulded, with well-dehncd curves, other women
were dwarfed beside her. There was dignity IN
her upright carriage. and strength OF purpose
In her face that won her obedience. She knew
it. and felt that this strength was power,
Nevertheless IL would not pay bills; and hence
that sense to-day Of the unsatsiactOrlness Oh
all th,n.s, i soid Colonel ADstov after he had
stared at her for some moments in silence; " the
fact is. Mabel there is something the matter with
Mrs. Ferrers gave movement Of Impotence.
For goodness sake. Tom. stop staring at me-
don't like it. If YOU want to admire me, do
it when am not looking. It lTn,atgs me- o,ner
Colonel Anstey took up hls Sporun@ paper
But YOU may say just what you like, my dear, W
he said from behind it, hut there IS something
the matter with you. just whatever you Ike
you may say. but il viii not wash
Mrs. Ferrers took an impatient turn on the
rug-the only clear spot for turn In the room
and put her hand upon her mp
Very we'll" she said, e" If You must have IT.,
you must. Yes. there. is something the matter
with ! have had row with C9rise. she
wants her money-says she won't make Inc an
other dress till she gets II.
The devil" said Colonel Anstcy pleasantly
1t is the devil" said Mrs. Fcuers. "COrlse
was very impertineOt, and ] furious and
walked out Of the shop. But all the walking ont
of the shop In the world won't raise two hundred
Two hundred WHAT" said Colonel Anstey.
1.-TWO hundred pounds. repeated Mrs Ferrers
Don't he fool. Tom, please. You don't sup
pose dress az ! do for nothing. do you? Two
hundred pounds! And what ] TO do?
must have a dress for AscOt-lSeringa has got
the housei-and Corse won't make it, and / can Z
20 TO any one else, | can't. Tom. There is not
any one who cuts as She does"
Upon my word, Mabel, IL is too ridiculous
We must draw in somewhere. I've made scarcely
anything the turf this year, and with the tiny
income that is certain, and the hire of your
brOugham and debts everywhere, shall soon
smash up. | have been expecting some one to
demand their money for some time. Its deuced
odd they haven't before this
shall have 10 give up the brougham | sup
pose. said Mrs. FeTerS; and that will be awful.
/ got accustomed TO drive during my husbands
life that / shall miss il fcarfully We can't
we'll live in a smaller house, goodness knows
this one is tiny enough.
There was silence for few moments. and
then Colonel Ansey spoke
Talking OF husbands Mabel there is way
out Of it, The only way, far ! see.
You will have 20 marry again. There is no help
for il.
&" am coming TO that. | have a pretty sharp
brain, Mabel, and you are a handsome woman.
Would you mind marrying boy?"
"A boy ?" echoed Mrs FeTrers. what hog ?'
A very pretty boy, Mabel, with very pretty
fortune as well as his face, very shy nature and
an Unreasonable heart. You could play ducks
and brakes with it, lie is well worth trying
for besides which, il you managed to hook him,
Won would be the Honorable.
Dear me- said Mrs. Fcrrcrs, how interesting
And what is this young mans name?"
"Farquhar, Cecil Farquhar"
lord Msplest9n's SOM"