Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1890-12-27
A SOCIETY GIRLS DAY.
Glimpse of the Home Life of a New
York Belle.
AT HER MORNING TOILET.
When First She wakes-From Bath to Break
fast-Her Morning Girl yisitors-Jack or the
Titled Foreigner-The Ride which Settles
It All.
Written for The Evening Star.


Of Dorothy, maid Of precious lineage and resi-
dent Of the Hill, hutter upward at the reasona-
BILE hour Of in the morning, and the lu1u-
rious mystery Of her chamber is unveiled to
her sleepy dark eyes, her first thought is Of
her bath. Last night q white and haggard
youth may have sworn to end his miserable
be coming to claim the hand she has sold for Q
title; these matters DO not interest her.
'Celine," she murmurs, throwing an arm out
from under the covers and looking in the di-
rection Of the portieres that separate her bed
room from her boudoir.
slim young maid in q snowflake cap and
very plain black dress appears noiselessly and.
slipping across the carpet, throws the heavy
window curtains to one side. letting the yellow
Light Of day burn through the lace shades.
Have the water very hot, Celine, gurgles
the interesting figure in the bed: and then the
fair face il buried in the pillow again and the
shoulders give little shiver under the tight
drawn blankets.
The Journey from bed to o bath tub is not
a serious affection when one can thrust each
tender foot into q down-lined slipper and en-
velop the shrinking form in u voluminOus gown
OF softest silk. Dorothy rather hkes the little
dash across the hall and often laughs TO herself
while making it, somewhat as a bird ehirps
when il flutters down to the edge of the foun-
tain and anticipates the refreshing plunge
One must lose sight of the disheveied girl dur
ing the time she If in her bath. With the swish
of waters there are little sighs Of contentment.
Dorothy loves her tub. Ii is a commendable
passion in the society girl to do So
cap of breakfast tea. two thin bits OF toast,
q chop with a garland of cress about il, and a
snowy egg surrounded by an equally snowy
napkin are on n tray that rests on a very thin
legged table in the boudOir. In choicest china
or silver this matutinal refreshment awaits the
coming OF the aristocratic Young creature. who
has had her hair dressed by Celine and who en-
tars the little satin-lined paradise attired in
soft cream cashmere trimmed with black fur.
The sunlight falls on her face Not a trace of
Tvs. night dissipation is visible. White and
clear is the flesh. the mouth is a deep red. the
eyes are iustrous and humid: picture of per-
feet freshness and triumphant loneliness the
society girl turns her thoughts to tea and toast.
Hers is a wonderful life.
Maria. who lives in Harlem and goes to the
dances given by The Sons of Gentlemen So
ciety." would not take of acream-colored dress
trimmed with fur until midnight if she once
got 1t on. but Dorothy could not leave her
private apartments in such guise. 50 she sheds
her egg and mutton chop costume Immediately
after she consumes her second cup of tea and
Celine lays out for her the more elaborate gown.
III which she can feel safe to descend the stairs
OF her parents house.
A society girl in her downstairs morning
dress is a very sweet thing. She looks like the
young wife in the French eomedies-exttemely
bIrd-like and kissable. The lines of the figure
seem unusually soft. The gentle curve asserts
itself with d more tender freedom than it has
a chance to do later in the. dav. The dewy
freshness of a lately awakened life is in her
Eair and crisp. clean rustic in her white
skirts. 1t might be fairly said that the society
Young woman reaches the true zenith Of her
Possibilities when she comes down stairs and
kisses her mother good morning. Up to that
TINE she has been beauty neglige. Later on
she grows theatrical. occasionally spectacular
Decidedly. she is best at the ripe hour of 10 a.
III. when she leaves her boudoir and goes down
to AK after the faulily's health.
DorOthys mother must be tall. expansive
RoEan-nOsed lady. with an abundance of dia-
rl0nd cluster rings. to be an out-and-out So
elety mamma morning costume of laven-
der Is appropriate for her. II softens the COM
plexion and sets off gray hair exceptionally
well. She gives her cheek for her daughter
10 kiss.
Did Brewsale propose to you last night, my
child! asks the mother.
The daughter glances over her morning mail
that awaits her on the table. A letter that she
wanted is not there. She frowns and tears open
the envelopes impatiently.
'.Brewsale Was t;psy last night" she replies
TO her mothers query. He proposed to me
i've tiYnes-every time he danced with me in
fact Naturally refused him. Jack was there"
The mother frowns now.
That staryehng IL everywhere" she saws. II
wish you wouldn't worry me by having q senti-
Llent over that fellow"
oh. III marry foreign lord for you." re-
spends the daughter In a voice that il almost
harsh. They are thick enough. heaven knows
Perhaps IL won't be Brewsale. don't like the
Odor OF him. Jack SAYS Its gin that makes him
like that
Il have arranged Lord Brewsale's orchids in
the drawing room, says the mother, ignoring
her daughters observations.
What have you done with Jack roses?" asks
Dorothy
oh. i left them in their paper. There we're
only half a dozen of them. There are three or
four other punches of flowers for you this
morning, though none from any one Of conse-
queuce-"
1t could hardly be expected that girl of
twenty. with big, penetrating eyes and swift
flowing blood. would agree with her mother as
to who - of consequence and who is not. 1t is
not surprising that she does not even go into
the drawing room to the nobleman's
orchids, and that she hunts up that small bunch
of roses from Jack and takes them to her
boudoir. Society girls actually have delightful
qualities OF heart and mind to start with and
occasionally they retain them through the ex-
element of social training. 1t is rather diff
cult. however, to withstand the influence OF
frier.ds and parents and rise superior to con-
yentional ambitions. Perhaps Dorothy ia senti-
mental and honest hearted at twenty but il
would be hard to saw what she NAV be at
twenty-One- clever mother can accomplish a
good deal in a year.
There is peal Of laughter in the hall A
particularly clean-shaven, dignifed and stately
young servant announces the arrival Of Miss
Van Beeckman. Miss Cadwailader Jones and
Miss Fabnestock- These Young ladies'. By in
vitatiOn, come rushing up to the morning
room, bringing with them tbs breezy sweetness
Of the cold outer air. and Dorothy becomes
target for their caresses. Society girls do not
chatter, but they seldom abandon their femi-
nine predictions completely as not to talk
with dazzling rspidity. -Four of them together
are almost exciting as fireworks
What did you think Of him! Hasn't he a
frightfully red nose?''
Mamma says he's q chum Of the Prince of
Wales
what is his full title? His father is very
feeble You know. and it would be rather clever
vouldn { IL, to marry earll'
Jack says he told the men at the club that
the best thing he had found in America were
the gin cocktails and the women"
Between Won and me. don't think he wants
10 marry very much. He ran after the mar
ried women all last night. You were the only
girl be took any notice of, Dorothy. How does
he impress youT'
smelly"
so thought. And then his whiskers They
are so like my poodles-"
I'll wager you are engaged TO him within .
month
oh, how can yous They say he has two Of
the finest estates in England. Nm, wish
DICK bad been a yiscount Dear una h.