The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1891-01-18
Not Unlike Those Of Undue Liba-
lions in Scandalous. Nor
trying Results.
Exciting and Embarrassing Epi-
sode In q Down Town Res
taurant.
Df Mrs. Moncure u. Conway and tho Car
Iyslcs. Man n Wife-Of Noted
Women.

speoiaI Correspondence OF The I~NDEPENDKNr.]
NEW YoRx, Jan. H.-There was IN odd
little scene at a famous restaurant the other
day at the dinner hour which caused the
wicked TO smile and the judicious--such OF
them az understood its signiicance--to
Qrieve. There entered a decidedly hand
some m Of rather full habit, attended
by two men. apparently her husband and
son. The lady wore a striking ffock IN
maize color and copper. cut with one OF
those long, narrow, stomachered bodices
modelled after the costumes in which HOl-
bein used to paint the princesses Of the
,ouse Of Tudor. Her throat was bare and
white. and about 1t rose at the back q high
collar Of brown fur. Her sleeves expanded
vt the wrists like the petals OF flowers, the
alling rufies of lace obscurinR her twink
ing ring. Her maize-colored velvet hat
nd a Aaring brln, of jet that framed her
pppery hair like a halo. She WAS fair OF
kin, stately, slow moving, most imposing.
Thu party took a table near a lndow
many eyes following. A waiter took their
order and In due time began to serve. And
here one or two who sat nearest noted n
little peculiarly; the lady's oyster fork was
in her hand, she raised it once or twice half
way to her lips, it fell back. she looked sur
prised, puzzled and her face flushed sliahtly.
Her husband made inquiry. she shook her
head and when the soup came ner ,ora Nv. vas
diners raised their heads at sound OF a sup
pressed exclamation. The lady,s plump
hand rested on the edge OF the CLOTH. she
was looking at it, her face was anxious,
crimson.
Again her husband spoke, again she re-
- - .uho. Guh h01 rQnIaC0H tho I'M
1tasted soup and had itself been taken away,
with = cistter and, as II the effort of will
was exhausted, sank into her lap lifeless!y:
In the woman's eyes was growing q palniul
embarrassment That amounted 10 mute ag-
ony .,ere v,s n sharp note in the
mans voice that widened the circle OF iis-
There was no mistaking the thrill of
shame and ever terror. b man was on
his feet and ripples Of interest ran farther
and farther in their Journey acfosS JUG
Il can't. l can't, it won't" The wom-
ans voice died in the little stir, but even to
the tips of her ears the red tide seemed
bursting through the skin.
Then come" u
back into her CHR. Il can't! Won't you
underestimate Her voice was a wall.
The husband and the younger man lifted
her and helped her staggering to the pave
ment. "Did you ever said a young man
who had looked. ''see q woman IN sucn a
INV dear fellow" replied a knowing
little woman, lit was dreadful, but don't
let the wrong bee buzz In your mustaches.
Unless / am greatly mistaken, 1t was not a
case OF drink, but Of dress; it's not a thing
to explain to a gentleman, but that lady
was az as sober az you are. only she hao on
a new Tudor frock and that-weli. OF
course you don't n anything about 1t
but that calls for new and very stin an '
very tight stays" .
..What has that to do"
at has a great deal to do with it. but l
wouldn't say a word except that you would
90 away and talk about the friRhtful in
crease of the drink habit among
women. Now you lace your corset
very close-of course you don't and
I don't either, but you know what
mean-and it drives all the blood in your
BODY into the extremities. Plenty of wo-
men can't wear with any comfort their reg
ular sizes of boots and gloves the first few
times they put on new stays; the feet and
hands are swollen. Now, I've seen Snmen
affected like that once or twice before. l
know a woman who couldn't shake hands
with guests on her reception afternoon.
Her arms felt dull and heavy and she
thought it WAS incipient paralysis: but wnen
her maid undressed her and relieved the
gorge of blood she was as we'll as before.
Il was temporary paralysis from tight lac
ing. And 1 know-oh, you may Laugh,
,nly wanted you to see it wasn't punch
veil, perhaps pressure is just as mortlfy-