Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1891-10-17

M';[." almost benttinR the
MSS court OF king.
Some of the statoliest mobiles In oil Italy
were present, their breasts glittering
with jewellcd orders and ribbons OF hon
our; some of the loveliest women to be
seen anywhere In the world fitted across
the polished floors like poets dreams OF
the gilded sylphs that haunt rivers
and fountains by moonlight.
But the fairest where eli were fair,
peerless In the exuberance Of her tri-
umphant vanity, and In the absolute
faultlessness OF her delicate charms, was
my wifc,-thc bride OF the day, the he
roine Of the night Never had she looked
80 surprisingly beautiful, and !, even /.
felt my pulse beat quicker, and the blood
course more holly through my veins, as
/ beheld her, radiant, victorious and
smiling-a veritable queen Of the fairies,
as dainty as drop OF dew, as piercing to
the eye as fash of light Her dress
was some wonderful minRllng OF misty
lace, with the sheen of satin and glim-
merlng showers Of pearl; diamonds gilt
tered on her bodice like sunlight on
white foam; the brigand's jewels flashed
gloriously on her round white throat and
IN her tiny, shell-lIke ears, while the
masses Of her gold hair were coiled tt
the top Of her small head and there
caught by Q priceless circlet Of rose
briiliants, brilliants that I we'll renem'
bered they had belonged to my mother.
Yet more lustrous than the light Of the
gems she wore was the deep, ardent
klory Of her eyes, dark rs night
and luminous as stars; more dell
cate than the filmy robes that draped
her wau the pure, pcarl-like Wilderness OF
her neck, which was just sufficiently dis
played to be graceful without suggesting
immodesty.
For Italian women do not uncover
their bosoms for the casual inspection OF
strangers, rs 10 the custom OF their Eng
fish and German sisters; they know well
enough that any lady venturing 70 wear
o decollette dress would find IL impossi-
BILE TO obtain admittancc TO Q court ball
at the pslazzo Quirinala She would be
looked upon as one Of questionable
class, and no matter how high her rank
and station, would run the risk OF ejec-
ton from the doors, ss on one occasion
did unfortunately happen TO On English
pe6f6sa who, ignorant OF Italian Gus
koms, Vent to an evening reception In
Rome arrayed in very low
bodice with straps instead OF
sleeves. Her remonstrances were
vain; she was politely but firmly refused
admittance, though told she mie"t gain
her point by changing her CO. uIne,
which / believe she wisely did.
Some Of the grandes danes present at
Che ball that night wore dresses tie like
OF which are seldom or never seen out OF
ltaIy-robes sown with jewels, and
thick with woudrous embroidery, such
a. have been handed down from genera
ton to generation through hundreds Of
years. As an example Of this, the
Duchess Of Marini's cloth Of gold train,
stitched with small rubles and seed
pearls, had formerly belonged to the
family Of Lorenzo de- Medici. Such
garments as these, when they are part OF
the property OF great house. are worn
only on particular occasions, perhaps
once in Q year; and then they are laid
carefully by aud sedulously protected
from dust and moths and damp, receiv-
ing as much attention as the priceless
pictures and books Of famous historical
mansion. Nothing ever designed By any
Rreatlmodern tailor or milliner can hope
70 compete with the magnificent work
manship and durable material Of the
fiesta dresses that are locked previously
away in the old oaken Golfers OF the
greatest italian families-dressos that
are beyond valuation because Of the ro-
mances and tragedies attached 70 them,
and which, when worn, make Oil the
costliest fripperies Of today look nimsy
and paltry beside them, like the attempts
of q servant to dress as tastefully IS her
mistress.
Such glitter OF gold and silver, such
ecintillations from the burning eyes OF
Jewels, such cloud-like wreaths OF hoat-
ing laces, such subtle odofs Of rare and
exquisite perfume, oil things that most
keenly prick and stimulate the senses
were round me In fullest force this night
this one dazzling, supreme and terrible
night that was destined 10 burn into
nv brain Ike seal Of scorching fire.
Yes; I'LL / die that night will remain
with me as though It were o
breathing, sentlent thing; and AFTER
death, who knows whether It may not
uplIft itself In some tangible awful
shape, and confront me with Its nasning
mock lustre, and the black heart Of It's
true meaning IN its menacing eyes, 70
take It's drear place BY the side Of my
abandoned soul through ell eternity. l
remember now how Shivered and
started out Of the bitter reverie Into
which / had fallen ct the sound Of my
Wife's low, laughing voice.
ssYou must dance, Cesars," She said
With 4 mIschiovous smila you are
Forgetting your dutleA You should open
the ball with mei'
I rose ct once mechanically.
G1What dance Il itS" / asked forcing q
snIls 81 fear you WIN and me but
clumsy partner"
ehe pouted
con surely noti You are not going
% disgrace me3-yOu really must ny
I'd dance pEopsElI. Just this onc~ II