Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1891-03-14
A POEM INCARNArE.
Such Was Claire's Conception of the Social
Ideal Who Danced In Lent.


Such Was Claire's Conception of the Social
Ideal Who Danced In Lent.
From the Chicago Post
Last Thursday night, Edna, will figure as
an epoch in the history Of the Carleton Club"
said fair young miss Of eighteen springs
while dining on a recent evening at the Leland
House.
''How so. Claire?' inquired Edna. who was
just as charming though q couple Of springs
older.
''why. didn't you hear?" exclaimed Claire in
surprise.
'"N-no! What was it?' asked Edna.
''Why, where have you been? AL the girls
are talking about it."
"Tell me what it is. Don't keep me waiting"
why. We had party, You know" >
"ies. know. Bob wanted me to 60, but I
persuaded him to believe that we could have a
better time home'
You didr' cried Claire. ''well, you two
ninnies just don't know what You missed"
''Oh, dear Oh, dear! Why don't you tell
me. Claire? I'm just dying to hear"
'.Why-there was one of the 400 therer'
.Wh-a-a-a-t. cried Edna, her eyes bursting
with astonishment.
Zone of the 400 was therer' repeated Claire,
sitting up a bit straighter.
"A gentleman or Lady,"
"A gentleman.
And you didn't tell me he was going to be
there You are mean, jealous girlr' Edna
bitterly exclaimed.
No, dear, for didn't know it myself till
got there"
They wanted to avoid a crowd, suppose"
said Edna. But you ought to have sent for
me-"
Il should have done So But dear, didn't
think OF you nor of anybody. How could I?'
oh, dear. Oh. dear! Was he nicer
HE was cream caramels."
oh, dear! And did he dancer
Yes, indeed! And-I-danced-in-th the
same-set-with-himr
oh, Of course. You always were . lucky
girl. Did he dance well?'
Claire clasped her hands upon her breast and
gazed rapturously toward the ceiling. But she
did not speak. Words would not have done
justice to her thoughts
''Was he nice looking?' added Edna, grab
bling at last straw in hopes of saving herself
from sinking into complete despair.
He was dream" said Claire softly, as if
lost in revery. "And once he smiled at me as
he picked up my handkerchief When he
bowed-you saw Mansfield bow as Beau Brum-
nell In the minuet scene? Well, Mansfield
could learn something from him when it
comes to bowling. And then his voice! It
sounded like music of far distant church bells
on summer morning in the country"
'Oh. dear oh, dear ~ cried Edna "And to
think wasn't there. Was he introduced to
your
mo. but Jim said he would have introduced
him had not my card been filed"
'Oh, well, You danced in the same set with
him. Do you think he will come to the next
party?''
II don't know. Even the managers didn't
know he was coming to this one, or they would
have had the awning out"
Didn't they have it out?'
mo. Wasn't that horrid? I wonder what he
thought?''
why, his name couldn't have been in the
papers, for knew all those whose names were
in"
mo. It wasn't in them. He only cane on
Jim promising to keep his name out. Every
time new face would be seen at the door he
would ask Jim if it was a reporters And
when two reporters did come he and Jim went
to them and got them to leave out his name"
why didn't he want his name put in the
papers?"
why, this is Lent, silly. And the 400 don't
dance in Lent"
lis that SO? How reckless of him. bet he
is a regular goer.''
''Yes, indeed. Jim says that he can fiirt d.
vinely."
''Oh, 1 wish We could meet him. Would you
know him."
Just Wouldn't. have drawn this picture
from memory. If you won't tell I'll show it to
you"
Edna promised. and Claire drew forth her
little watch, and, pressing the button, revealed
the cherished young nobleman pasted on the
inside of the cover.
''Oh, amt he sweet - cried Edna. Then, in
spirit of mischief, "What his number in the
four hundred?"
''you mean thing!' said Claire, as she closed
hor atnh