The Washington critic., 1890-02-09

temporary of hers, singer who was
at one time the most discussed of any
in the country, and who was looked to
by some critics as the artist who was to
make America inextinguishably pre-
eminent in the realm OF operate art.
If the women now dazzling the public
by their accomplishments could have
seen this old.time favoritc and realize
how utterly she is out of sight aud
sound of popular interest, they would
be struck with the frailty and shallow.
ness of theatrical success, and perhaps
work with some higher motive than the
one of reigning triumphant over the
hearts of contracted lot of amuse-
ment seekers.
The woman on the street was stout,
faded and gray-haired. She passed
along without attracting glance Of in.
terest from anybody. and am sure
that IL an inquiry had been made as to
who she was no reply could be got in
the neighborhood. Yet this was Clara
Louise Kellogg, at one time far more
generally known than any singer be-
fore the public at this moment. She
was the best advertised and most cx-
haustively criticised figure of her time
and profession, and | have no doubt
was envied by every impressionabc
girl who ever saw or heard of her. But
her voice and her pretty face died away,
and with them went fame. Now the
former que, n of the lyric stage walks
about unobserved, only casual old
timer recalling the victories that she
once gained.
THE FEMALE BORE.
A business woman, whose face is about
rs well known rs any in town, but who
always seeks TO avoid public recogni-
tion, was snugly ensconced behind her
evening paper and quietly perusing ii.
Suddenly there entered the female bore,
who speedily recognized the other and
decided to let the passengers know it
without further delay. She sprawled
over two or three intervening sufferers
and began observations.
"Oh, how do you do, Mrs. A?'' she
asked in high-pitched voice. al
want to congratulate you on winning
your lawsuit"
Thank you," said the other quietly.
''Is your health better, Mrs. Az"
Eyes, thank you"
''Not so stout as you used 10 be,
Mrs. A.?"
By this time every man, woman and
child in that part of the car knew who
Mrs. A. was, and the lady was pointed
out, whispered about and rendered gen.
orally uncomfortable, while the Bore
smirked and beamed with superior
smile upon her neighbors.
WHERE FUN WAS FURIOUS
UIara &c faet ar5 c,,;o,,. c,,,, N -;
Gle of this town distantly related to the
Four Hundred. A racy description of
scene in handsome broker house
has floated out. The man and his pretty
wife had few choice friends at dinner
| An unusual amount of cocktails, Bur.
| gundy and Cliquot, having been alb
sorbed, the diners were in an eXhilara
ted and hilarious condition. Just as
they came trooping into the hallway or
their way up from dinner, package
was delivered at the door bearing tho
stamp of well known gentlemen's fur
nishing. house. One of the danes in
| stantly tore the parcel open and on
rolled some elegant silk underwear
Catching up pair of the unmentiona
bles this audacious female cried "WhC
dares me to put them on?'
-Four flushed men instantly responded
There was swish of skirts, and down
into the silken leg furnishings went two
little feet, while shrieks and shouts oi
laughter echoed through the house
The deponent further states that til,
exploit was so deXterous that no rea
immodesty was involved. Yet folk
will talk.
NEW YoRK's LITERARY SALONS.
New York's attempt at the ''literar,
salon" are at times indescribably funny
At these assemblies, it is supposed, ar,
gathered the best brains of the town
In reality they are generally a collec
tion Of freaks; that is, third or fourtl
rate celebrities or nobodies, who resolve
themselves into a mutual admiration
society or form fawning circle abou
their hostess. Somebody who is alway
going to make great success, sings
song at which everyone says, "How eX
quisite' Somebody, who in the mex
century will rival Booth, recites some
thing oppressively gloomy, at whicl
everyone says, "How tremendous
Somebody endeayors to be comical
and is only silly, at which everyon
cries, ''How clever"
Somebody who is wofully ugly, o
uncertain years and in Grecian dra
peries, lets down her back hair an,
proceeds to howl, yell, groan and his
at which everyone draws long breatl
and says: "Iiow strong, how intense
how dramaticn' Then dry sandwiche
and feeble punch are served, and peopl
think they are seeing life in Bohemia
In one Of these gatherings no critics
witness could fail to muse upon tn
frights of women and the stupidities o
men that were there. The only prett
creatures in the room shrunk into tn
shadow of curtain, while the @sthet
cally.robed, wrinkled old girls pose
and smirked under the chandelier
Talk of posing When woman VIII
will never see 3S again kneels upon til
floor and sprawls upon the lap of som
feminine intimate, and gets an intens
look upon her rouged face, feel as
! wanted TO go out of there.
CLARA BELLE.
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