The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1891-04-22
SPRING LIFE IN NEW YORK.
"BAB's" NOTES OF THE METROPOLIS.
The Fashionable Girl In n Studio-Egyptian
Craze In Art Dens-Writing for Pos
terity-HOw society Women Keep
Weli-EncouraciD People.

firm hold on the fashionable girl. The
possession of studio does not necessitate
that the host should be very much OF an
artist. Indeed he usually simply dabbles
at painting, buys other mems pictures.
makes his apartments a yeritable house
beautiful, and he is always pretty certain
OF having the girls he knows drop in to
visit him. They come in twos, in threes,
and in greater numbers. They discourse
learnedly about harmonies, symphonies,
and drink his tea, or choke over his Turk
ish coffee, and 60 away feeling that they
have given a fresh impetus to art. and
that in the years to come they will be
looked at in the pictures painted by this
man and greatly admired.
Next to having photograph taken, a
woman likes best to be painted. 1t would
seem that she ought to like being perpet-
uated in oil best of all, but she doesn't.
What she likes is to have it done quickly,
and the innumerable sittings required for
a painting are rather upsetting to her.
She can never understand why an artist
can't copy her from photograph, and no
matter if her knowledge OF art extends, as
the darkies say, from A to lizard, she can
not comprehend why living model is
preferred to paper one. But to return
to the studio-which my young woman
often does.
1t has its Egyptian room and it has its
French room, and the picturesque girl
may pose as languid Egyptian or as a
chic Frenchwoman, as seems most desira-
BILE to her. The Egyptian room has its
walls hung in red-deep burning red, and
the cushions are the came color, with here
and there, by way OF contrast, yellow
one that shines like the sands OF the
desert. The pictures represent the sphinx
in every view possible, and eli the dreary,
tiresome desert scenes with q solitary fig
ure, or a property camel in the fore
ground, and everything that belongs to
the yesterday Of a thousand years ago.
It's impressive; but when it comes to a
question OF living in it, you might as well
go to the tombs Of the PtoIemys and have
a wake. 1t is woefuliy, wearlfully, and
wickedly depressing; and the young
woman who seeks the brightness of the
French room has healthy frame of mind,
| and is likely to find great deal of pleas
| ure in life.
do not wonder in the least that the
Egyptians did so much killing. When
ever they wanted to have thoroughly
good time they went out to kill somebody /;
whenever they wanted to have 4 better
time, they looked at their enemies being
| embelmed. and whenever they wanted 10
reach the hight OF bliss they went and sat
where all the mummies were and looked
| at them. / have often wondered If there
was any connection between the Egyptian
and the Irish liking for funerals-lf some
| relative OF Cleopatra's could have married
an OConnor, or an OShaughnessey, or 4
Moriarity who introduced little liyeli-
| ness into their funeral manners.
But the French room, the artistic
| French room has Its windows filled with
boxes of bright flowers. There are pretty
| little tables with bits OF fine china upon
| them. There are easy-chairs with pale
rose and white cushions upon them, and
there are delightful yellow-covered hooks
| here. there, and everywhere while on the
walls there are pastes and water-cO.Ors
and oils that are pictures Of people, not
what you and | like-pcOpie, men and
women. You can stand in 'front.' OF a
| pretty ballet girl, laugh Tor ten minutes
| over her coquettish attitude, then sud
| denly realize how perfectly correct her
| figure is and how well the colors are laid
! on. You can find delight N group OF
merrymakers who are having picnic, and
after you have noted each special figure,
| ii suddenly dawns on you how we'll the
| trees are done, and you think that man, ii
he hadn't the sense you know him 10 pos
cess, might have given you tiresome Did
| landscape with not a figure in it. When
will makers of books, and makers OF pic
lures, and makes Of plays realize that
what mankind wants to read, and see. and
hear is the never-tlring picture OF human
ity? that landscapes grow tiresome, that
desert sands and animals pail upon one,
but that the picture of a living, moving,
breathing man or woman, presented as it
may be, showing intelligence and heart, is
| the most interesting thing in the wide
world, and one OF which nobody ever tires.
| The books that have lived have been
heart stories; the pictures that were
painted generations ago. and which today
are revered, are almost invariably por-
traits of men and women; and the plays
that hold the stage year in and year out.
and of which the world never tires, are
| not stories of motives. are not analytical
studies, but are speaking pictures OF the
passions of men and women, por.raying
| their suGerings and their joys, telling OF
envy, hatred, and malice, but also OF hope,
goodness, anu love. Most OF all about
love. My dear soul, it not only makes the
world go round. it makes everything else
60 round-eyery other planet A French
man says: "Speak of love aud you love. "
He says nothing whatever about writing
about it, specially about typewriting it, so
one may rush in and not altogether count
ones self fool.
Love has been defined as q torment, a
| delight, bore, bother, the sole taste OF
either paradise or-the other place. II
| may De taken for granted, however. that
given two people in health, with a keen
| enjoyment OF sunshine and the spring
weather, attracted for some reason to each
| other with a charm of novelty about this
attraction-for the love OF today is curl
ously enough always different from the
love of yesterday-the most perfect OF low c
will be possible if only one loves, and that
one the man. A man very quickly wear
les OF the woman who loves him. For
| awhile alteration is delightful, then it is
like too much sweet and cloys him. a
woman is wissst when she has a sincere
affection for man, and her wisdom is
that of the serpent when she always keeps