The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-02-23

/ gowns was not the only means OF culture
laid down on the programme. There was
| TO be French lesson, but this was omitted
because, so the governesS explained who
, received the candidates for elevation in
the basement-the leveling of social bar
riers did not extend to the reception of the
club by the front dOor-madame was ready
for them upstairs, and she did not like TO
be left alone
Before the unwilling Of the mysteries one
or two Of the club members were presented
70 madame's little son This is one Of
mammals working girls, Shake hands with
mamma's working girll'
Mamma had been visiting one or two
dry goods houses, and had conversed with
the saleswOmen who waited on her, getting
their opinions on the weather, the grip, and
other current topics with view 10 enlisting
club recruits, but she had found none who
appeared likely to be additions She was
planning ball. to which her working girls
could invite their escorts, but the names of
the escorts must be left with her butler be-
f0rehand, 50 that the characters Of pros
pective guests could be looked into, pos
sibly with a view to spoons She was
anxious to meet her club on a foot
ing Of perfect social equality. They must
| remember that they mig hit marry men who
might become well-tO-dO. that they might
even be presidents wives: presidents
| wives have often been just such people as
you" They must read goods books and
| madame told them of some books she had
| been reading which were not good, TO be
| impOrtuued at once; as a matter Of course,
| for the titles. But these wouldn't do for
the leisure hours OF mammals working
1 girls. Madame vOuchsafe1 the information
that she had found nothing Suggestive"
in the "Decamerou," and passed to political
| economy, advancing some radio views
\ and winding up with the question. isn't
| there somebody by the name of - George,
Mr.. George, or something like that, who
| hes something the same ide42
The working girls club has had one little
| reception at the hOuss of its patrone s,
where the daughter of philanthopist hlU-
| tered about eagerly asking, where do YOU
works What do you do! How
much do you get a week! How much can
yon saver Do tell me all about it, until
the return question almost forced utterance,
miss - what is your allowance for
pocket money! Take it all in all, the club
| whose members find fund of merrimenU in
the situation comes very near being what
one young woman called it, 1.-THE funniest
| thing in New York city" To play lady
patroness is a common enough fad, but the
role is not often carried so naively. 1t may
yet be some time before to every brain has
| penetrated the fact that working girls are
commonly the most independent and not
uncommonly among the most intelligent of
all girls.
The Rev. Carrie Bartlett, who is becom-
| ing widely known as a successful preacher
| in the Unitarian ministry at Kalamazoo
has been speaking for a Sunday or tw o in
| Brooklyn, and has been a guest at several
| club receptions. She is young and more
| than commonly attractive, with an oval
| face, regular features and large soft ewes
| Her hair is brown and curls about her face
It Is gathered in soft knot at the nape of
| the neck behind. Her voice is pleasantly
modulated, but the great charm of her
presence lies in the expressive face which is
at once sensitive and reposeful She does
not affect either the masculine or the
clerical in her dress, wearing a simple black
gown with white collar and a wide, rather
picturesque black hat with dropping ostrich
plumes.
Mrs. NJ. R. Dixon, whose strong paint
ing, THE Last Mouthful,n took the prizs of
800 offered by Mr.. Story for the best
picture of childlife shown in the Brooklyn
Art Club exhibition, is an artist whose work
grows in repute yearly. Her touch is al
| ways workmanlike and effective. She has
| exhibited for several years in the National
| academy exhibitions, and her signature,
IN. R. Dixon" giving no hint of sex, has
| been supposed very commonly to belong to
| a man. Mrs. Dixon is a widow, and a
| bright-faced, dark-haired little woman
whose handclssp is always CHEEKY and
| firm She lives with her mother and
young daughter, and has turned the back
parlor of an ordinary brown stone city
dwelling into studio to avoid even q few
hours separation. Etchings have been made
from several of her paintings and have sold
well. 1.-The Last Mouthfuln was sketched
from child model who was kept to supper
and fell into such an attitude over her
bread and milk that Mrs. Dixon seized a
a. nd cYatnhaH ha F.,
the mouth and immortalized the arch, up
| turned eyes.
Celia Logan has been ill all winter and
has been obliged to give up the editorship
of Betford'S MGgdzine 1t Is only quite
| recently that the doctors have given any
hope of the genial, clever writer's recovery.
1t will DO some time before she is able to
resume her work, fact to be regretted by
| those who have enjoyed the trenchant pen
| strokes of the Logan sisters, Olive and
| Celia.
A lady who knew Charlotte Adams well
says there can be no doubt that she is hope
lessly insane. She has been committed to
an asylum and 1t is doubtful if her life is
greatly prolonged. Miss Adams was a girl
of great though eccentric talent. As re-
viewer and art critic she had gifts of no
common order, but as long ago as Lippin-
| COlt - niuJtlStH6, lOT SOiIlo OCCULT reason,
printed her delirious rawlings about New
York's literary salons and the treatment
she received therein, it bscame evident that
she was mentally disordered.
Mrs. Kate Epson Clark was discussing.
the other day, the lack of sense of humor in
women. In spite of the old saw, 'When
the devil was sick the devil saint would
be- the other adage is much truer, she
says which declares that any man who is
sick is a rascal. Half the women of ones
acquaintance are half sick at least half the
time, and, accordingly, Mrs. Clark thinks
the geniality OF humor is not to be expected
from them. Humor comes only with free
dom, and women dress themselves so abb
surdly, are SO absurdly sensitive to personal
criticism, clinging on this account to many
ridiculous conveutionalities, live SO uu-
beautifully housed in tight boxes, heated bv
| furnaces, aud take so little exercise, that
the humor of large robust, untrammeled
nature is to them incomprehensibe. 1t will
require, she believes, a further process of
evolution before any number of humorists
are feminine.
women who knows Anna Dickinson
we'll says that she seems to possess the secret
| of eternal youth. If you did not know