Arizona republican., 1891-12-11

lnese Wlue nalIS arc nunS III rdro paintings, and there is a number of sofas and curious small tables about. Two life size boars cast in bronze stand just inside the main entrance. A peacock perches with spreading tail, and great horns from animals are set in rich wood work. Away far above on the side wall is the huge head of bison, The array of palms, ferns and flowers which orna- ment these halls at every hour is simply bewildering. They all come from the wonderful hothouses and gardens in the rear of this dwelling, and, the forcing houses there furnish peaches, plums, nectarines and grapes far finer, fancy, than the marvellous clusters which Is- raelitish spies of old discovered in the land promised to their fathers.
 Mir. Ward McAllister resides, while at Newport, in brown frame cottage of modest size and simplest design on quiet LeRoy avenue, just step or so off from presumptuous Bellevue. The plainness of his house is disappointing. Inside, however, things are better. The receiv- ing parlor gives one pleasing impress sion. It is an open sort of room and in its white and pink furnishings it has all the dewiness and prettiness of a vine blossoming with morning glories just opened out after a midsummer night of slumbering. It hints, too, of magazines and current reading, and about it are dainty bits in fine wares.
 Mir. McAllisters book writing has not greatly enriched him. From his effort he has realized but $3,700, and perhaps a less figure will cover the profit. He, however, is not disinclined to further literary work, and has in manuscript much more matter for the press on so- cial topics, for the publication of which copy he is now negotiating. Mir. McAl- lister is portly and growing stout. He has a somber heartiness of manner, and in- clines to talk on the themes which have given him reputation. He speaks as he writes, save that in conversation he makes monotonous use of the expression "don't you know"
 Mir. McAllister is autocratic and is be- coming aggressively dictatorial they say; for this sin to some great dinners in great houses during this season in New port he has not, l am told, been bid den guest He also wrote society ridic- ulous. Society is powerful, and in con sequence there is a sniff in the Newport air of quarrel akin and of kind to that between Beau Brummell and Wales"
 Mir. McAllister thinks that present so- cial conditions cannot develop wit" He says it is scarce commodity in Newport. The late William T. Travers was the bright spirit formerly, but his mantle has fallen upon no shoulders.
 The Whitneys are at home now in the Travers villa. No person has been more prominent in Newport this season than Mrs. Whitney, wife of our former cabi- net officer. Mrs Whitney is in no sense merely the thoughtless leader of set of fashionable folk-she is the leader and molder of society itself, and has won her position after a long novitiate She is a constant student of all social forms, and is now looked upon as one who will bring the -Four Hundred" into some thing high in purpose and broad in idea.
 Mrs. Whitney is tall, fair and grace ful. She gives the impression of being blond yet we really see the silver threads. She has the most vivacity and yet at the same time the most dignity of any social leader She is bubbling over with animation, ripping with laughter, and her animation is torch which once lighted for any cause fires the whole so- cial fabric; yet all the while there is still, watchful expression of the blue eyes, the glance of a general studying his forces. It seems to say. "I never forget"
 Mrs. Whitney is most approachable and charming, but the eyes seem to con tradict the lips, and one never knows just what they say-a smiling sphinx we might call her.
 One almost hesitates to pen the name of Miss Sallie Hargous, now Mrs. Elliott, for she must be so weary of seeing so- ciety print. But every one at Newport this summer admired her figure and was fascinated by the lurking beauty in her Mona Lisa" eyes Her sister, Mrs. George De Forest, is handsome, too, and though the Train villa, which Mrs. De Forest occupies, does not ex- press that lady's taste in furnishing, still Mrs. De Forest brought down a few things, and her rooms have a Frenchi- ness and light touch of arrangement. An exquisite portrait of her fair bride sister is on the side wall, and before it one stands enthralled.
 Mrs. James P. Kernochan presides with fine bearing over palatial home. Her ivory and gold drawing room, with its gallery above, is one of the most pre- tentious in Newport. Mrs. Kernochan was Miss Lorillard, and her jewel is the gray pearl tremendously worn with her gray hair.
 MT. Samuel Coleman, the New York artist, affects the Japanese, and his cot tage home elaborates that treatment in features and furnishing. His collection of Ritzwa lacquers are a study. Here Mrs. Julia Ward Howe presided over a meeting of the Town and Country club, and o Miyo San and O iaye San, dancers from the imperial court of Japan, posed and postured for the entertainment of the learned ones of this society.
 MARY STUART ARMSTRONG