Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-06-01

Fashionable syndicate writers tell us that
society is forever in pursuit of novelty" The
remark must be true. as these ingenious inter
prefers of the gay world and its mysteries have
made it so often 1t would appear indeed that
the grande dame is as much delighted with a
freshly imported dance, or an original mode OF
table decoration. as her children are with fresh
toys or boxes of bon bons. Every moon brings
with it new shapes in headgear. new styles of
pet dogs, and new crazes of every kind.
And then the dainty fingers, which are so
ready to snatch the plaything, are equally quick
In casting it awsyi The craze is but short lived.
Private theatricals and tableaux vivants;
croquet lawn tennis, badminton. claret and
champagne cups; all have had their day. Other
forms of 'siaginess," other games, and other
iced drinks have taken the places of these for
mer faVOTiteS.
For some time past society wits have been
busy inventng novel variations on the old time
party" Yachting parties, driving, riding,
shooting. and even theater parties have been
upon one another's heels. season after season,
the demand being quite as great as the SUPPLY
and one after another they have gone the way
Of all such evanescent delights.
But the society mill-wheel goes merrily
round, and there will soon be a demand for
some novel kind of party. What will be the
next creation of the caterers who turn out
these charming confectons? What new "fad"
will the fashionable syndicate contributors be
privileged to describe?
A well-known Pittsburg grande dame has
suggested probable answer to the question.
"The season is propitious" remarks this high
priestess of the drawing room, land just now the
camera rage is at its height. Why not get up
photograph partiesT
Why not indeed? The idea seems to be an
excellent one. Besides, it is quite original;
and would supply the necessary excuse for get
ting young people together, which after all is
the great aim of party-givers. Then there is
none of the fatigue of tennis about the enter
tainment. Getting ones photograph taken
is an amusement of the LATEST type
And so we need not feel surprised if we receive
from Mrs 7. Van Jones Browne, OF Majolica
avenue, card announcing that she will be lat
home" on given date, and bearing in the ex-
treme corner the suggestive word, "Photo-
graphs" In like manner the very dear friends
of Mrs. De Montmorency Robinson may ex-
pect honeyed notes, detailing the fun of her
forthcoming ''Uin-type lunch" and begging
them to bring their cameras
Success attend the photograph party idea.
May it soon attain to the dignity of fad"
and enjoy life, which, if short, will be at least
merry one.
Who among us does not know the slow man?
The only thing in which be is not slow, is that
he never misses an opportunity of making him
self heard or of fastening himself upon any un-
fortunate creature who happens to be his
HOAs7AOOA 4Ol lu6 llu0 D6luS II matters not
what time of the day or night he meets you, he
is never too busy to discuss the affairs of the
nation, the last new thing concerning baseball.
the weather, or anything else that happens to
crawl into his brain. He is possessed of one
redeeming quality, this slow man, and that is
he is generally good-natured He is seldom or
never seen to become angry or lose his temper
But this am afraid, is the outcome of his
slowness.
There are great many of these slow men at
large Just now IL would seem. l met one at a
reception in the East End. He belonged to the
one eyeglass fraternity and wore the lOveliest
glossy haxen bangs, cut in Spanish style. He
was altogether too lovely for anythIng-but
slow and awkward, oh, deari Notwithstanding
l bad told him several times that was engaged
for every dance. he insisted on taking NV tab
let out of my hand and examining it closely.
little book as intently if IL had been Sauscrit
and IL was his duty to translate it offhand
What about this waltz-No. Apr he sram-
mered.
Don't you see the F. G. opposite itf'
asked.
"Oh. yes-ye-s. didn't notice"
Then he made a discovery.
Here's galoD that you have not given
away. Can't have that?'
DO you know it took me the whole evening
to make that BOBBY understand that l never
danced galops, and that particularly did not
want to dance one that night. When left the
house at last with my slow man leading me to
the carriage, and shutting out others who
wanted TO say word or two to me before left
actually cried with vexation and annoyance
and asked myself again and again: What are |
slow men made for?'
SANS FPTNEs