Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-03-02

taken his congregation into Fifth
avenue church, and has thereby become
more modish. Well, it was there that I
saw a pleasant exhibition of Lenten spirit.
1t was pretty instance of gentle courtesy
| afforded to the 200 strongers who were wait
ing for seats. The strangers were huddled
| together in one corner of the church near a
side entrance, while pew-holders forced their
| way through the crowd to the peril of their
own and the walters apparel. Among the
latter was a
FEEBLE OLD WOMAN,
shabbily dressed and leaning on staff. 1t
was hard for the poor creature to stand even
in the best situation; it was almost impossi-
BILE to keep her footing in the jam. A beau
tiiul and richly attired young woman en-
tered by this side door and passed close by
the feeble creature as she pushed her way
to the pew. After her devotions she raised
her head, turned to look at the old woman,
half rose, hesitated, then with heightened
color and softened eyes she returned to the
woman's side, held out her hand and whis-
| pered:
"Come and sit with me. have plenty
OF room, and it will be some time before the
ushers can attend to you."
| The old woman looked into the beautiful
face moment, while her own betrayed
strong emotion. Then she placed her
trembling, ungloved hand in the dainty
palm held out to her, and soon the two were
seated side by side in the luxurious pew.
Heber Newton's eloquent sermon failed to
impress a portion Of his audience as pro-
| foundly as had this unexpected and noble
| act OF courtesy.
| A swell girl may not dance in Lent, but
she may go to the opera, and that is why
| the three semi-circles OF boxes at the Metro
| nolitan are oil hu with yocoi,, Tbo ,oo
| son of social festivities has so recently ex-
| pired that its themes are still fresh, and the
| opera is a favorite place for chatter. Not
! only do the beaux go from box to box DUR
| ing the performance, but the bellies, too,
interchange visits. So will write of what
I heard said at the Metropolitan in a single
evening. Of course it will give trivial
and thoughtless insight of Society" but if
the reader will please to consider that,
underneath all this froth, there is greater
quantity of good. admirable and sedate
material, no injustice will have been done.
To begin with, a rumor went the round of
the boxes that night at the opera that a
diamond brooch, one of the finest in Mrs.
William Astor's collection, had been stolen.
HOW THE GossIPs EXPLAINED IT.
SIT happened this way" said the inform
ant. "You know that she has watchman
she goes to or departs from public gather
ing at which she wears valuable jewels.
Well, at the Bradley-Martin ball, somehow
or other, thief was substituted for this
guardian and he managed to steal the
brooch"
But it was not so, as I soon ascertained;
and quote it only to show how much more
trustworthy is the news that is printed than
that which is spoken. Some night, however,
there is going to be big crime in connec-
tion with some social affair. A bold and
we'll planned raid will be made on Fifth
avenue on an Astor or Vanderbilt carriage,
500, 900 worth of diamonds will be jerked
from the person of the lady inside, and the
| highwaymen will likely escape with their
| plunder. As glanced around at the mat
| rons in half dozen boxes, and tried to esti-
mate the value of the jewels in sight, mar
yeled why some of those Western gangs of
train robbers did not come out of the wilder
ness into New York for feasible plunder.
How dull, how incomplete, box Of
women looks without any men. They may
be beautiful, and they may be beautifully
dressed; but their feminine charms require
the contrast afforded by the broad shoulders
and more solid, manly beauty of their male
relations to show them to real advantage.
The ornamental part OF mans toilet can
never be so intricate as a woman's, and
therefore never quite so interesting, but it is
none the less real; and a mans clothes
should be equally good. There should be
perfect fit and cut about his suit, and exact
harmony with his surroundings. There
should be freshness and spruceness about
his whole appearance, and nothing slovenly
or untidy. In word, he should be so
dressed that he feels
PERFECTLY AT EASE.
So take a woman's advice. you men, and
patronize the tailors and clothiers judicious-
fy. A fop is man who devotes the greater
part of his life to dressing: and this is not
the least necessary or desirable for those who
would dress we'll. The majority of mankind
do not have many new suits in the year, and
it would not take much valuable time to
choose these carefully. and see that they
fitted we'll, and were all good of their kind.
In clothes, as in most things, "the dearest is
often the cheapest in the end" Far be it
from me to encourage foppishness, or dress
ing we'll as the main object of anyone's life;
but if q few of those men-of whom all of us
know some-who habitually dress badly
from sheer Incidence could be reused to take
wholesome interest in their personal ap-
pearance it would be an extremely benet-
cial change for themselves aud all about
them. It can never be anything but a good
quality to dress well; and really pleasing
exterior is almost invariably indicative OF
deeper and nobler qualities within.
A well-known theater manager is talking
to friend, as they stand together in the
vestibule. A woman of snowy figure and
striking countenance passes In with young
man. She smiles pleasantly at the mana
ger and bows.
"By iove." exclaims the gentleman who
is with the manager, that's a stunning
looking woman. Who is she?"
HOW THESE GIRLS WORK.
The manager smiled slightly, and said:
ssNo one YOU know. She is new about here.
Expects to go on the stage next season. But
she's type, tell you. wonder if you
know the way her class of woman manages
things. Some of the snowy comic opera
girls are Just like her. They are clear
type and are interesting. They have more
admiration tor men than they can take care
| of, but they make no account OF it except
from precisely three different sources. Yes,
that is the limit. Three just finish the COM
bination. First there must be fnanci
backer. He is usually middle-aged man
with large resources, and he carries on his
intrigue on the strictest plan of secrecy.
This part of the triumvirate is the least
lucky of the lot, for his share of the business
consists principally of paying the bills.
But he is, nevertheless, ingeniously kept on
the list. Then comes the handsome young
gentleman who has money enough to dress