The Sunday herald and weekly national intelligencer., 1890-11-02
Especial Correspondence of SUNDAY HrRALp.l

The most conspicuous woman in New York
at present is the one who is determined to get
into society. Nine times out of ten, If she is
clever at all, she went abroad five or six years
ago. and now comes back bringing with her
pretty daughter, though whose aid she expects
to enter the portals sacred to the Four Hun
dred. Sometimes she succeeds, sometimes not
Her mentor tells her, "You must have some
thing special to which you can invite people"
An opera box is suggested, and this is smiled
at, for, between you and me, invitations
to the German opera go begging much oftener
than is supposed. Then a series of dinner
parties is hinted at and the instructress in So
cial ways says: 'Oh, Of course, you must have
them, but you must have something else be-
sides" The best something else besides is a
yacht-a yacht big enough to take people down
to Bermuda and back, to give them delightful
little trips whenever it may seem appropriate
and make everybody have good time sailing
the ocean blue; but even steam-yscht isn't
always successful.
1T DOESN'T T PAY TO CUT WOMAN.
heard how woman who yearned for higher
sassiety, to use a vulgarism, bit off her nose to
spite her face the other day. She had somehow
or other gotten well acquainted with the people
who owned line of steamships, and when they
were going to give trial trip party she managed
to be the one who was selected for chaperone
In looking over the list Of names of women in
ylted she saw two who were unknown to her.
which of course argued to her mind that they
were therefore not worth cultivating. Because
their gowns hadn't been described in newspa-
pers, because there had been no fashionable
scandal about them, she concluded that they did
not amount to anything, and so marked them off
her books. What she didn't know was this
that the two women aforesaid had each declined
the invitation, as they wouldn't 90 anywhere un-
der the banner of yulgarity and ill-breeding
Also what she didntknow was that these women,
though they hadn't the wealth of Cresus, were
bluer-blooded than the Guelphs, and both of
them have the entree into a set that would not
for one minute recognize her. She argued, be-
cause they happened to be poor and because
they were clever enough to earn their livings
with brush or pen that she had nothing to get
from them, and therefore they could neither
make nor unmake her. How little she knew
and how little she saw into the future These
women have told the story of their snubbing to
the most exclusive set in New York and when
Mrs. Sharp-Pebble makes an effort to know the
Van Renssalaers, the Schuylers, the Kanes, or
any of the old people here she will be frozen out
until even she recognizes the mistake she has
made The moral of this little story is, Never
cut woman simply because she is unknown to
you-she may be the best friend you ever had or
constitute herself the worst enemy.
SHE PASSED THROUGH FIRE UNsCATHED.
Apropos Of stories there are some funny ones
going the rounds about very welknown So
ciety woman whose name is an historical one,
and who is the authoress of a most charming
book that in its white and gold cover has made
a great hit. She is very enthusiastic, and not
long ago at dinner party said: "Men in this
country don't know how to love. II you want
to see real love you must go to Russia; there
man says, BE mine or you will die" Spoken
dramatically and with her eyes flashing, every
body looked immensely interested, until
courtly old gentleman rose up from his chair
and, bowing most graciously, responded: sob,
madame, how thankful we are that you came
back to this country aive.'
Another is that after an elaborate dinner
party and when the ladies were alone in the
drawing-room, she said, with an air of agony:
ooh, dear, how my roses stick into me-" A
little woman near her said: "But you are not
wearing roses" "Oh, yes, l am" answered
the gifted one, ~ always wear them in my
garters, don't you?" The rest of the party
looked unbeieving, but the clever pOseuSe raised
her skirt and showed, caught in the gold buckle
in each garter, a bunch Of fresh rosebuds
with their leaves and stems; then she added
'Celise forgot to take the thorns off and it has
made me uncomfortable all evening""
A NEW YORK woMAN's MoURNING.
Still another queer performance consisted in
her appearing at ladies' luncheon gowned in
the most remarkable manner. A relation whom
she despsed had just died, and she was obliged
to put on complimentary mourning for month
The day was very stormy, but to the surprise of
the ladies assembled she drove up in an open
carriage holding a large white umbrella over
white crepe bonnet, while over her white null
gown was white waterproof cloak; gloves,
slippers and stockings were white; as a guard
to her wedding ring she wore white pearl and
white pearl brooch at her throat. Clever,
wasn't it
MRS. KENDAL's NEW FROCKs.
The most important event in the theatrical
world is the return OF the Kendals, and the
first night they played in "The Squire" that
lovely story of wOman's lOYe, Woman's faith
and woman's courage it was proven to half
the smart women in New York that, after all
nothing is so beautiful as an absolutely plain
gown made Of some sort Of handsome material
with just train enough to be graceful. The
three froclls that Squire Kate wore were in
their perfect simplicity the most artistic have
ever seen. The first was a plain gray stuff
made in the way described, and with it were
linen collar and linen cuffs and broad -brimmed
black hat with bunch of wild nnuyars