St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-07-03
SUMMER IN new YORK.
What a Woman Can Find to Do in
Town.
BAB'S VIEWS OF THE BALLET
As Well as of Sundry Other Things of
Moment to One Sex, if Not
to Both.

what all people went away for was to
have change of surroundings and food;
that when it was hot every place, and
that when you frizzled in New York
you might be equally certain that all
the rest of mankind was friZZling some
place else.
Here there are always cool nights,
and people who know how to live, to
dress and to eat soon learn how to be
comfortable. not necessarily on Shill-
ing day, but in the largest city in the
United States. In the first place, you
do not have to sit OH a piazza. staring
and listening to gossip, wondering what
you shall do next, criticising the
women's gowns and wishing you were
with the men in New York. The
shops are open to be looked
at, the streets are always
full of people, ices and iced soda invite
you to come in and partake, and when
it gets near time for dinner your best
young man, who is, or is going to be,
your husband, can come and take you
out to dinner. and after that you can
get on top of one of the stages and, if
it is Tuesday or Friday night, 90 up to
the Metropolitan museum and look at
the pictures.
But suppose you don't want to go up
and see the pictures at the MetropOll-
tan. Suppose you have had too much
artistic culture this year, then over you
both trOt to that most wonderful OF
structures, the Madison Square garden.
You think you are in fairy land. The
whole palace is lighted up with electric
lights that look like stars. Strauss or
chestra is playing the loveliest of
waltZes. and mademOiSelle and Jack
walk around for awhile, and the waltz
music and the light and the cool air
that comes on the promenade,
way up near the roof, makes
Jack, who had had his dinner fEd who
is satisfied, tele mademoiSelle again
how much he loves her and how he lives
only for her. However, he concludes
that in this light he might as well see
the ballet. So down stairs they go, and
right away, with woman's eye to the
beautiful in frOckS, mademOiSelle says
she doesn't wonder the United States
customs wanted to keep those costumes.
They really are lovely. You feel as it
the orchids and roses and lilies and
golden bell-like flowers were in semi
state OF transmigration. They are only
dresses of flowers, although they cover
women. and they sway to and fro with
just such a movement as you see in the
flower garden when the summer winds
go over it, and they bend to music not
heard by human beings. The heads
above the fiower-like toilettes are al
most invariably crowned with black
hair, and it suddenly Gawns upon you
/ how much more attractive it is than the
bleached blond of the ballet, with whom
we are all too familiar.
The Madison Square ballet is an ex-
tremely well-trained one, and the
dances, being those that have story,
make one think of the Old-time ballet
where the bride and the bridegroom
danced to the church, danced during
the ceremony, danced out of itand were
surrounded by dancing villagers, dane
ing friends and dancing groups of we'll
wishers. A beautiful ballet is as lovely
as beautiful piece of music OF per-
feet picture. One that shows the posi-
| bilities in dancing, that shows its re-
fnement, that shows how colors may be
grouped to delight the eye,is in itself an
education gained in the most pleasure
able way.
Mademoiselle is talking to Jack. She
says in an undertone, ''DO look at those
girls in pink" He looks, and, man-like,
only says they are very pretty. But"
on they do kick, and then he becomes
aware that they have on the very cutest
of white linen panteletS that can pos
sbly be imagined. They come about to
the knee. and are much more coquettish
looking than either trunk or tights, and
seem the proper thing to see when the
skirt flies about. There is one young
woman who plays the part of the bride
groom. There is always a bride and
bridegroom in proper ballet, and her
perfection of shape, her size, and her
beautiful face make her deserve to be
called Juno. though it is quite possible
she has much more proSalc name.
After the ballet is over. and after
some ices and glass of cold cup has
been had, mademoiSelle is taken home
and confesses in the most open manner
that it is thousand times nicer to be
in New York during the summer than
it is to be any place else. And then
Jack tells her how much more refined
she looked in her print frock than did
any other woman he saw, no matter
how gorgeous the other woman might
have been. The liking that man has
for a cotton frock is superlative. He
compares it with nothing except to its
advantage, and he can't imagine that
any one could ever be positive in regard
to satin gown when a print one was to
the fore. That one may possibly be as
expensive as the other never enters his
head, but he thinks that woman got
ten up in a pink bingham. bonnet
trimmed with pink roses and a pink
moss rosebud stuck in her belt is the
most thoroughly entlcing of any woman
he knows; and, being innocent, he BE-
lieveS this frock did not cost much.
Men, my friends, know less than any
thing else that is descended from Adam.
Well, we wouldn't want them to know
everything. We don't want them to
know what is cotton and what is flesh.
We don't want them to know what is
the glow of health and what is the pink
of the saucer.
We don't want them to know that we
put on smile to please them when it
hasn't been there before.
We don't want them to know that we
see every one of their small follies and
despise them more than we do their big
sins.
We don't want them to know that we
think they are the vainest creatures on
earth.
We don't want them to know that
their idea that they have seen life and
know all about it is always jest to US.
We don't waut them to know our lit
tie tricks and devices by which we gov
ern them.
And, most of all, we don't want them
to know how important they are to us
that we couldn't do without them. and
that we like them better than anything
else in the world, not excepting the
baby. Bah.
A RIPE OLD AGE.
A Pennsylvania Who Had Seen