Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-04-20

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party.
Another boudoir that is all in yellow is
Miss Wanamaker's, the Postmaster Cen
erals oldest daughter. The color here is
! almost as pale as primrose and consequently
| much more of it can be used In decoration.
All the furnishings were made especially
for the room and the mountings are all Of
brass. The rarest bit of furniture in the
room is Henri Quatre desk which was pur-
chased in Paris ior Miss Wanamaker. 1t
is of the slenderest proportions and every
thing about it suits the present demand for
dwarfish appointments in all aupertainlng
to letter writing. Beyond the boudoir are
dressing and bathrooms and further away,
but within call, the little room of Therese,
the French maid. That dressing room has
seen sight that perhaps no other in the
country has seen, for before the season began
it contained six long narrow boxes bearing
the mark of famous Partisan dressmaker,
which remained unopened for two weeks.
Fancy girl having six lovely new gowns
and not looking at them for fortnight.
PLANNED BY MRS. JOHN A. LOGAN.
Mrs. John A. Logan is noted for her in
terest in young girls, and her love for them
goes beyond superficial courtesies. There
is one little lass here who proudly an
nounces that her dainty bedroom was de-
signed especially for her by Mrs. Logan.
She is Elsie McElroy, the daughter of
Colonel John McElroy. of the National
Tribune, and the room was furnished for
her under Mrs. Logan's supervision two
years ago, when Miss Elsie was IA. 1t is
all in baby blue. and is simple and sweet as
Puritan maiden's. 1t was Mrs. Logan's
idea to have the room suggest spring and to
typity the hallowed time of maidenhood. To
carry out the idea the rug, which nearly
covers the floor, has a moss-green ground
with the pink trailing arbutus and fragile
bluets interviewer. The walls are so tly
tinted in blue, and the broad dado shows the
same design as the carpet, the ceiling re-
peating the design of the rugs and wall in
deeper tones.
The bed is all of white, blue and gold, the
blue chintz canopy having a deep valance OF
silk wrought in shades of blue. The low
washstand has set of oddly-shaped
china bearing hand-painted designs of arbu-'
tus and bluets, while about it reaching
to the floor is the duaintest valance of blue
chintz in the style of Mrs. Logan's girl
hood days. Near it is blue and gold
dresser as simple as the one before which
Faust watched Marguerite. Two or three
slender chairs, a tall dresser covered with
silver-backed brushes and manicure imple-
ments, a secretary Uttered with invitations,
schoolgirl essays and the appliances of anna
teaur photography completed the furnishing
of the room which all will pronounce the
ideal one for a girl of 16. To show the
young girl that even that which no one
could see should be beautiful, Mrs. Logan
had the bureau drawers taken out and the
pine painted soft blue with border of gold.
SHE SLEEPS IN THE GARRET.
People like individuality in a room, and
an unending vista of blue and white rooms
shrouding lily-white girls grow monoto-
nous. 1t is the proper thing, but know 1
was glad when came across a girl who had
the nerve to depart from it. Her name I
dare not tell, for her courage does not 90
that far. She said that she got so tired OF
tame people and tame amusements that she
was bound to have something startling
about her. She got her fathers consent to
have the garret of his big mansion. and she
fitted it up in a way that would make
tiger shiver. 1t is an uneven room, dark
even at MONDAY, for the window panes are
hardly bigger than the palm OF the hand.
The floor is covered with leopard skins from
which the round, beady eyes stare in an un-
comfortably fierce way. A big gray owl
perches in dark corner, and below it is a
dusky black couch with drapery above it
that looks for all the world like glowering
big bat. The doors into the alcoves are
hungswith the skins of the Rocky Mountain
lion, and from the sides of the room above
the couches are meshes of coiled snakes,
from the mouths of which dart lights in a
fashion entirely too realistic for comfort.
Instead of stately samovar there is
regular witch's cauldron in one corner, in
which the mistress of the room concocts
harmless tea for those of her friends who |
are bold enough to visit her there. By
every chair are low tables covered with
books, and the very titles of them would |
make proper miss swoon away. There is
Frankenstein, Poe's Black Cat, Zola's |
"L'Assomoir," Mile. de Maupin, dozens of
Maupassant's, and the lighter and wickeder |
French novels. !
A COFFIN AND A SKELETON. |
The girl has at once courted and defed |
superstition, for while her toilet appoint
ments, paper knives, ETC., all in horse |
shoe shape or have for handles the left hind |
feet of rabbits, she has weird, moon |
shaped clock from which the ill-omened |
cuckoo announces the hours. The most |
horrible corner of the room she rarely shows,
for it represents an unulfilled purpose. |
A year ago when she furnished the room
she decided to have a coffin in it a Ia Bern
hardt. She went to an undertaker's was
then told the undertaken to have it sent to
her boxed so that no one would know its
contents. The poor man was as scared as
Tam OShanter when he saw the witches at |
Allowav Kirk. His fair patroness belonged |
to a large family, and he knew he would |
lose all the chance of future patronage if |
the father got wind of it, so he went to him |
and told him of his daughters strange |
freak. There was breeze in the house |
that night when the father gave his daugh- |
ter the choice of his money or her coffin. |
That is the reason one corner of her room !
has no tenant save skeleton and a black |
draped dais which was to have held the |
coffin. The girl who designed this horror |
breeding room has been belle for two sea- |
sons, and people seeing her child-like face |
would take her for an artless debutante.
Fresh, breezy rooms are the boudoirs of |
the two Misses Patten, who are the best |
horsewomen and greatest dog-lovers in the
Capital. Their distinctive features are the
riding whips stacked in the corners, and the
pictures OF favorite horses and dogs, of
which there are so many that one can easily |
guess the tastes OF the sisters.
MADAM RoMERo's MEXICAN BEDROOM.
A boudoir equally distinct, but in differ
ent fashion, is that OF Madam Romero, the
wife of the Mexican Minister. The prettiest
American rooms would hardly equal it in
richness, for the wealthy Mexicans lavishly
furnish the private rooms of their wives and
daughters. Madam Romero's room is mod
eled exactly after the one in her home in
the City of Mexico, and most of the furni-
ture was brought from there. The bedstead
is so delicately wrought that it makes the
finest of ours seem clumsy.
Almost as regal in its appointments is the
boudoir of Mrs. Hammond, the wife of DR..
William Hammond. 1t is the gem of all
the b q nd soma anartmentS in Relcourt their