St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-01-26
TWO FAMOUS WOMEN.
Winnie Ream and Ella Wheeler
Meet in New York.

NEW YORK, Jan. 23.-When Wiscon-
sins senators and statesmen first began
to rave over the genius of the Madison
girl. pretty Winnie Ream, to talk about
her wonderful sculpture and the tiny
hands that shaped it, still younger
girl in her home ten miles away was
writing poems and eating her heart out
with ambitious longing.
Ella Wheeler eagerly read every word
the papers said about Winnie Ream,
and in imagination wOrshiped the
young sculptress. But they never met
in those days. A few years later, when
Madison discovered the genius of the
young poet, and Ella began to be per-
sonally known in the city, the sculptress
had stepped on into Washington. The
room in the Wisconsin capitol that had
been the studio for Winnie Ream was
the shrine at which Ella Wheeler
bowed. Visions of the young sculp-
treSs, who was to her more than any
queen on throne, haunted her waking
hours, her dreams, and even
strange thing for this healthy, sound
sleeping girl-kept her awake
many an hour. Through succeed
ing years she followed her career with
unabated interest. AT length her whole
poetic Imagination became inflamed
with delight when reports came of the
wooing of the young sculptress by hand
some Lieut.. HoXie.
Meantime Elias own star had risen.
You all know the story of her career, it's
struggles, triumphS and the grand Gull
mination in a perfect marriage and a
brilliant social and intellectual position
in New York city.
WalI nnn eVpuino rnnapfIv ba1 tho
pleasure of witnessing the first coming
together of these two successful gen
iuseS-Vinnie Ream Hoxie and Ella
Wheeler Wilcox. 1t was in the parIor
of that gifted and sweet soul. Mary
Z. Bryan, the Southern authoresS.
1t was a unique and moving picture.
this first meeting of these two
women face to face, two who had
grown up together yet so far apart,
breathing the same air, with similar
Inner God-given power urging each out
and OH and up, with similar aspirations
watching each others course with inter-
est untouched by envy, both reaping in
early life the rewards of international
fame and the crowns of happy love
marriage.
Neither one showed any more sign of
the terrible hand-tO-hand conflict with
fate than as though they had all their
lives been petted playthings in draw
ing room. with no higher ambition than
a full dancing card. Both were plump,
fresh, unlined, young, vigorous, happy
and simple as two little children from
different school houses meeting on a
common playground.
No greater contrast could be offered
in feminine type than by these two
Ella, graceful, winsome, insouceant,
spirituelle, like picture of a French
empire court lady, stepped out of its
frame, her sherry-colored tints, pi-
quante face, and lissome lines,
framed in gray and white robe
of the empire, with long gray gloves,
gray slippers and one or two fine dia-
monds; the warm brunette colOrlng of
the other set off by an all-black lace
robe, with unique little zouave jacket
in heavy gilt scroll work and artistic
girdle of the same.
The little sculptures is so essentially
bird-like that l cannot separate the idea
of her and plump brown sparrow fiut-
tering and basking in the sunlight She
is quite short, quite fat, wears no corset,
and full waist, sleeves and skirt.
The low round neck shows
one rim of white flesh. Her
a few rare stones flash upon the little
fingers. She is dark as Ella is light
Her round, brown face, like the breast
of robin, plays full of dimples and
smiles and benevolence, and fairly radi-
ates her great joy and pride all about
her.
Her heavy, dark brown hair is coiled
low and caught with huge gold dag
ger. A few curly bangs almost cover
the low, wide forehead. The nose is
small and round, the mouth wide
and full and never still. The round,
brown, bird-like eyes are spark
ling, vivacious and full of reflective ex-
preston as well. They alternately
moisten, and smile and laugh as this
emotional little creature chirps and
sings her way into the hearts of her
hearers. Her husband is remarkably
handsome, tall and soldier-like face, clear
cut as cameo, and perfectly white hair.
His manners are perfect. He has inter
dicted all attempts at public work by his
talented wife. who bows aequiescenee,
not without few tears and heart aches.
They have delightful home on Long
island. They have one son eight years
old. FANNIE EDGAR THOMAS.