The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1890-10-19
GOSSIP OF NEW YORK.
Mrs. Frank Leslie Goes Shop
ping for Her Dog.
MARSHALL wlLDER's PoLlTENEss
Hrs. Grover Clsvsland's Kindsrgartsn-
Tho Handkerchief Bonnet-Bonbon-
nisres Set with Diamonds.

NEW YoRK, Oct Ia Copyrighted, 1880
~ have not written book, but / have
done tho next best Thing. / have gone to
housekeeping in brand new fat
When went to the Intelligence Once
(why Intelligence2) to get maid-os-all-
work An ancient married lady" was pro-
duced Is the only specimen in stock.
Something like the following dialogue en-
sued:
"How many be there in the family Z"
'Only myself"
Have We no husband Z"
mo. have no husband"
do you kape toardersf"
mo, am living entirely alone.
There was pause during which Mrs.
Bridget and gazed ateach other. speech
less" Then her amazement found vent IN
words.
I'VE have no husband and ye don't take
boarders. Who, then. pays the girlf''
assured her that my funds were ample
for her wages, and she decided to come.
To her un-businesslike nD-American
mind there were but two sources OF income
for NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. and b0arders.
The jaunty little shoulder capes have
como to stay. Whenever there Is . day
that is even halfway warm. the pretty
young girl sheds her heavy wraps and, get
ting herself up in one of these fappy. little
apologies with broad, braided collar and
high pulled sleeves. starts out with cape
swinging jauntily open, as II it were mid
summer. The broad-brimmed hat and fine
silk net veil are too fashionable for any
thing just now.
saw Mrs. Frank Leslie shopping in .
drv goods store few DAYS ago. Was she
buying new frock to add to her new col
lection of lecture toilets? No, not she.
The lecture gowns were all brought over
from s.Paree'l last summer and Mrs. Leslie
does not care to add to them in this coun-
try. She was shopping for member of
her family. No less personage than her
tiny blue sky-pup.
Standing ON the ribbon counter, amid
dozens of rolls of ribbon, while his stately
mistress matched his coat, and selected all
shades of pretty silks to contrast with it,
the poor little fellow persisted in looking
as miserable and hang doggy as If he had
been an Avenue A cur on the point of hav-
ing q tin kettle tied to his caudal APP
pendage.
Sadie Martinez, who is making such
success in doctor Bill" drove past last
Sunday in stunning victoria with stun
ming fellow. Sadie had been out In the
country gathering golden-rod. and very
pretty picture she made as she reclined ar
tistically against the dull green cushions Of
the equipage. Her dress was tan color, all
plain tan, her waist trimmed with dark
green velvet. Tan color gloves were on her
pretty hands, and punches Of pinkish-
white heather stood upright in front of q
stylish little tocque.
The fashionable girl OF this very day,
when she goes out to do tho town, trav-
cling upon her style, so to speak, does not
wear flowers upon her dress front, but, in
their place. she fastens big bunch of
grapes of the purplish greenish white va
riety. The bunch is caught to the dress
by long stick pin and is allowed to hang
a. it will.
If, perchance and mayhap and well-a-
day, our young lady should meet her best
fellow, he will find it pleasanter to taste the
juicy grapes than the unsympathetic rose
leaves of past ages.
Keep Freddy in America, il the mes
sage that Mrs. Langtry left with her many
gentlemen friends $50 the boys say the
last time she sailed for foreign parts. But
Freddy, perverse boy, refused to be kept
in America. and went hurrying Europe
ward, only to be sent home again by the
imperious Lilly.
By the by "they say" that Freddy has
mortgaged his income for the next three
years and is living upon hard tack. 1t
seems incredible, even impossible, for
Freddy's income is $4,000 year.
One day last week my business took me
unto and into business office-a real, live
business Office. owned by a man. Ut is
quite novel at first to woman, all unac-
customed to it, to go boldly and bravely
and mannishly in a strange officel How
ever, let US return to the subject. As I sat
waiting CHANGED to see a little speck of
man, lame. deformed, yet with q bright,
intelligent face.
As / gazed, he turned suddenly and
bowed; not little, noddy bow, but deep
low one And then / knew him. 1t was
Marshall Wilder. Indeed, it could be no
other, for no man in the world but he has
the facial capacity for such an expansive
smile.
"You-you mustn't bow to me-" gasped,
81 don't know YOU"
Eyes, you do. l saw at once by your
face that you recognized me, or were going
to recognize me in q minute, and so l
bowed. No offense I'm sure"
"Oh, no offense, only it seemed so odd.
assure you was quite startled for an in
stant."
"Well, you see, the reason bow to peo-
pie that don't know is this. arm pub
lie character, and people like to say they've
met me. Then, too, l am introduced to
SO many people that can't always remem.
Der their faces. So, just bow right and
left In that way Pm sure to please"
Quite an idea, wasn't it, for the little
man to think of all by himself? But let
not Claude Melnotte, nor Beau Brummell,
nor the other boys of that set, try it, or
they may be less happily treated.
Mrs. Tony Pastor has lost her dog.
"Perry" was formerly a trick, stage canine,
but won an honorable retirement long
since, and has been Mrs. Pastors double
for q year or more. He often went to the
theater ..by himself" and was supposed to
be there when he could not be found at
home. But search revealed no Perry at
either theater or home. A nice far reward
is up for him.
Dogs, like the plans of mice and men,
seem 10 b going loft agley." Mrs. Rog-
ers. the popular Minnie Palmer, lost her
darling Sir RHpert and refused to be COM
forted until he was found. Numerous
lads" and generous rewards brought Sir
Rupert back, however. before Minnie was
permanently saddened.
The high priestesses of fashion have de-
cided that it is not the bon-ton caper to adj
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