Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1891-07-16
LIZ BAB's" BREEZY CHATTER.
. These Are the Days When Ro-
nance Is Afloat.

The Dearest Fellow In the Wide Wide
n World.
A bpccial Correspondence of Gazette and Journal
NEW York, July i0.--lt Is the time of
year when romance is in ones bones, when
u one wants to read a romantic novel, swing
n IN hammock under a shady tree, think
that one is just commencing life again,
that one is 10 and that the gallant gay
cavalier will soon ride up to claim his own
true love.
THESE DAYS OF ROMANCE,
when the sunshine is bright and the
flowers are blooming when every daisy is
n nodding its how do you do" when every
\ black-eyed Susan is tossing its head in
M coquettish sort of fashion, as much as to
say all mankind loves dark eyes, when
ehe sweet Williams are at their best and
tallest ana most perjury, and look at you
ntraight in the face as if they were saying
NJ am the typical lover; am the Romeo
Eeome 70 look for his Juliet why woman
4 would have ink, ice water or shoe polish
Il In her veins instead Of blood, If she didn't
N fall in love with something She may be
90, and she may be 16. She may fall in
love with a book, play, baby, II boy
or man, but she certainly falls in love
n with something. For my part, am thank
n full that there are the books and the plays,
not to mention the babies. They are safe
YoU CAN HAVE BEAUTIFUL TINE
crying your eyes out over love story, or
you cal dream away an hour or two over
delightful play, filling il in with your
own pictures of the men and women, as
well as the world in which they live. That
is one reason why | like plays, to read, l
mean. When the heroine says "All
Paris will mourn for me because no other
woman is so beautiful" see a direct de-
scendant of Venus. dressed by Felix or
Worth coming forward to announce the
fate Of Paris, and ! am not Obliged, as
Mt tla lf,f,1y nt .,
awkward ungainly woman, in a dowdy
gown, proclaiming to the audience her
great beauty and chic. ] can make all the
people in the play as delightful as ! want
them, and ] can have the villain such a
cold.hearted, blood-curdling creature that
Il the chills creep up and down my back,
n aud abhor his wckedness with great in
n tensitv, There is great and, was going
to say, unknown pleasure. in reading plays.
Y Good plays, mean. You make your own
world and put the people in it, after you
have gained few ideas from the author
and from that time on they do their own
talking.
BOOKS HOUND WITH BLUE RIBBONS.
Probably no plays were ever as agreeable
to ad as those written by the younger
DUMAS, but of Dumas it always has to be
remembered that each play has motive
kernel in the gilded nut that must be
found and carefully digcstcd. As a people,
.
in them We are getting excessively tired
of Howells and lames-like plays and we
want pretty story, a story bound to-
gether with the blue ribbon OF love, in
which human passions are found, in which
they arc truly depicted, and somebody
reading or seeing this play suddenly thinks,
"lf I'd been in his place, I'd have done
just the same" We laugh at romance
we think we are very cynical and very
clever, and yet Il woman's brown eyes and
woman's selfish. arrogant absorbing love
Will twist us all around until we don't
know whether we're human beings at all,
or whether we are not Just something put
on earth to adore these descendants Of Eve.
That is when we are men. You and |, my
friend, probably love romantic play-l
always feel better after seeing one-;,
proper one, | mean, where the villain is
disposed Of, the true lovers united and
live happy ever after.
FOR YorNG CHICAGO AUTHOR.
A sunshiny day not long ago | read Il
play written by a man who is himself in
appearance, as picturesque as the little
oneact drama that had its birth for one OF
h friends. He has youth. good looks and
ambition, and believe after reading that
play, he is going TO succeed. What is it 7
And who is he? Well, the play is Il story,
in one act, of love, unhappiness, revenge
and repentance, with the scene laid in
Italy, and with all of the people thinking
anu speaking us people Wpulu WHO llNeu.
loved and died. We talk about plays that
are etchings, plays that are canoes, but
this little play, called Ezra Diane" seems
to me like great red rose giving out the
sweet perfume of an innocent love, and
having deep down in It's heart, suffering
and the glory of love and Joy had de
parted Enthusiastic Perhaps so. Would
you give straw for the woman who
Wasn't? The author is named Robert
Drouet and comes, believe, from Chicago
have seen q picture of him, and my
First that lie was marvelously handsome
US a man who looked at the picture said
at is the head that sculptors put on theiI
Greek gods" Then, secondly my wo
manly instinct told me that he was a sen
sitive man, an ambitious man. and man
who could get success, unless he permitted
himself to lose hope. am not mine
reader; don't know how to tell fortunes
but I've truly read all this in a picture
and somebody who knew the man said
had read Alright. And now I'll tell yor
who is to play.
THE LEADING PART IN THIS STORY
and for whom II was written-Joseph la
worth And when it comes near you, if il
should be six months or year from now
just think to yourself. "A friend of mine
Bah, told me to 80 and see how one of tn,
- best emotional actors told the story of the
III Ol u man WHO LOT tlc lbNe Ul
his wife and child, who spent his days il
prayer and good deeds, and vet, when h,
met the one who had wronged him, fel
the man rise superior to the monk, ant
killed his enemy, and died himself after
wards while the chimes We're ringing in
glorious morning, and the gentle pupil
who had really been his daughter was
going out into new world where low
reigned, and where Cupid was king
Now, Just remember what have said.
THE BABY WITH THE BOTTLE.
Everybody is going on mission. II;
either TO supply the people in the Jail with
books or newspapers, flowers or fruit, Of
else to make home in the country for peo
pie TO go to and have good time. 1'hest
are all very good MISSIONS and sometimes
] wish | We're in jail and could get somt
of the books and papers, or else that
could be trotted off some place, and made
to have good time. But the mission I'd
like to have in hand, and in which
should like to occupy all the positions
from President to administrator of justice
is one in the interest of babies, What:
become of mothers nowadays? And vii
you please tell me why woman will
permit a little bit Of a helpless thing To b,
taken out in perambulator, covered with
rug that istentirely too heavy, and gel
the fresh air by having an impudent nurse
race that perambulator around as if sht
were training for next years Suburban
yust suppose you were put in one
Wouldn't you kick and rage and do every
thing that would in any way make His
Satanic Majesty arise? When you nearly
cry your lungs ont, Just because you arr
thirsty, you are not given nice COO
drink of water, but You are expected t.