The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-01-03
STORIES OF THE TOWN.
~BAB" UNEARTEs SOCIAL SKELE-
TONS IN NEW YORK LIFE.

Skeletons Which Gay Men and WomeT
Carry Around With Them - Com
pared TO Which the Poorest are
Princes In Hsppiness-Tsles BEHIND
Rich Gowns and Glistening Dia,
mOnds-The Woman With a Head.
sche-When Mans Head Pains Him
Sketches OF Life in a Great Cty
Which the Uninitiated Never See
or Fear.
(Copvightl
NEw YORK, Jan. Ave have eaten OF
the Christmas good cheer; we bAve eaten or
drunk the new year in, and we find VIII at
difference there il in tbs morning. Some
of US have headaches from indigestion; some
of US have headaches from other reasons.
The headache from indigestion is about as
vicious a one as exists; it would require
more than the patience Of the average fs-
male Job TO endure 1t, and it will make a
sinner out Of a saint by forcing her TO be
irritable. cross, and altogether nasty. About
the other kind Of headaohe-well, of course,
] can't speak from personal experience
shout it; all 1 can say is that am told
glass OF cold milk is refreshing, and that
cracked ice, judiciously administered, does
much to make the patient feel better. and
the headache disappear.
THE WOMAN WITH A HEADACHE.
It's funny the different ways men and
women have headaches A woman has a
headache, and she walks around the house
with it wrapped up in handkerchief dipped
In bay rum, and she scolds the servants,
administers punishment to the child that
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world she ever got married for; and wishes
Ene were dead, and then has a cup of tea
every three-quarters of an hour. She says
she is letting it wear off - but it's the
family who endure the wearing process
and until the headache has become nothing
but memory, the entire establishment Gu
dures it.
WHEN MAN HAS A HEADACHE.
When a man gets a headache be comes
home and announces that he is going to die:
and then he goes 70 bed, has the doctor sent
for, takes whatever he gives him, groans
and makes a great time generally; gets the
sympathy Of The entire household, and day
after tomorrow is quite we'll and ready to
go downtown and tell how near he came to
dying what close call he had and how
only the skill Of the doctor and the nursing
of his wife saved him. Now the mans way
is decidedly the best. He gets rid of the
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household has been moaning. Poor papan
be has their sympathy. he woman Just
lets the headache go away; irritates and
upsets everybody, and it is certain that it
will come back another day. Why are the
women such Reesei Why, when they feel
i'll, don't they just have it out by going TO
bed, esd making the best Of III it is
much more sensible way, and much more
satisfactory. Headaches are absolutely the
skeletons in some houses, because they
bring SO much terror with them.
A FASHIONABLE woMAN's SKELETON.
/ wonder if there lie anybody who hasn't
skeleton In his cloSetl And how 1t does
delight to trot out and rattle its bones lust
when you don't want 1t toll But the skele-
tons that can come out are not always the
worst by any manner Of means Il is the
ones you can see yourself and about which
you dream. There is a woman here in New
York VIII SO skeleton is ever before her. and
yet every girl who is q bit shabby, every
woman who wishes she had few
more dollars envies her as she
drives by. Every newspaper reporter
writes of her beautiful complexion:
everybody who pays her compliment al
ways finishes up by saying: "But then you
have such beautiful complexion" And
every time Anybody says this she seems to
see beside her a slender. delicate child with
louE blonde curls, aud face as beautiful as
her own; that child was hers-I say was be.
cause II is no more, for the little one is dead
Nobody knew how or why, but that most
dreadful OF d seases, the smallpox, struck
down this little one
IN THE MIDST OF THE LUXURY
that surrounded her. Every doctor NJ
position in Now York was called to attend
her; all Of ore part of the house was given
over 10 her; by her bedside sat her father.
nd, tHar ,.,l
mot or never came near It, Eagerly the
child asked after her, aud they thought ont
all sorts OF tender excuses TO make. the
trutl being, this woman would not 90 near
her dying child, because she was afrnid she
would spoil her beautiful complexionl The
little girl died. The last word she said was
her mothers name; the mother who never
looked at her dead, who never saw com.
United to the earth, kinder and warmer
mother than the one she had left. There
mas never come another child in that great
blg mouse, for you cannot call it a home:
and the woman with the beautiful COM
plexion drives and dances, laughs and
frolics, yet, always before her there "a that
little figure; that is the skeleton in her
house.
SOCIAL DEMI-MoNDE.
There is another woman whoss skeleton
you wouldn'u want-you will find vour
own, tna6 OF lack OF money, or grief by
death, or disappointment, e much pleas.
anter one. Nobody sees this woman until late
In tho afternoon, and then she is so perfectly
dressed, her veil so carefully adjusted over
her face, and she seems 80 bright and full
OF life that nobody would think she had
care il the world. Her husband is hand
some, and they are as well satisfied with
each other as many Of the married ueople
In the extremely fashionable set. Madam
would not do anything to make q scandal
but about her there are always two or
three young men, devoted for awhile,
and who then forsake her. Why !
Because, although she is married
woman, although she lives in what
the penny-a-liner would call great marui-
hcence," still she as certainly sells herself as
does the wretched woman of the town who
does 1t for fine clothes, or perhaps bread and
butter. The difference is this; Madame
sdores diamonds, and after she has ne--
mitted man to adore her for a certain
length Of time, and she has in her possession
atfectionate letters written by him to her
she asks him for Sc, 900 or more to buy
diamond bracelet, necklace or pin. If he
should refuse, she manages Co make him
understand quite delicately, you know. that
she wilt be forced to show his letters to her
husband, and then the poor unfortunate
bleeds as best he can. One or two men have
forged checks to GET her money; another
simply ruined himself giving her the things
she longed for. Did she love hlml Not a
bit. She can't love anything but herself.
BETWEEN MISTRESS AMI MAIN