The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-04-25
WOMEN AT MONTE CARLO.
OF All Glasses and Conditions as They
Gather Around the Tables.
U.o.., SLo Tondo., IUorJH

Gather Around the Tables.
From the London World.
The Casino is the heart and center OF
Monte Carlo. around which its life blood
GIBBS and flows. He who cares to watch its
humors and curiously consider its frequent
ers from the early morning rush for seats,
W hen the doors are opened at noon to the
last act Of sealing up the cash In iron-bound
chests, will find much food for serious
thought.
Tbs first visitors are mostly habitues, the
infatuated semi-professionals who make
gambling the serious business of their lives,
or that brief portion which alternates be-
tween feverish attiuence and utter collapse,
1t is curious crowd which gathers round
the still closed doors-of both sexes, OF all
creeds and countries as various in dress
and outward appearance as In inner charac
teristics. Look at that gsunt, hollow-eyed
widow, IN her rusty robes and trailing
Grape; that stout old woman, almost in
rags, who carries her own rake and
plethoric courier bag, evidently crammed
full OF notes and coin; those queerly
dressed men, in suits that might have been
cut by carpenter out Of hard
wood, who utilize the moments
of waiting in running over alb
struse circulation-long entries OF the prev
ious days fluctuations at roulette. We
recognize this tall, burly man, with the
very open shirt collar and the brawny
throat. he is Signor Thomson the famous
barytone, who comes regularly to Monte
Carlo, but not to sing. Nor is there any
mistakinG Capt. Dasher, a recent recruit to
the game, who looks 30 spick-and-span in
his neat dittoes, white silk tie, and snowy
spats Dasher has had a good time lately,
and thinks he has found the philosophers
Hin tailor HuOulH raiOiNa ii
that he mad already mortgaged his gains
present and to come, to little Blanche Pal
aise of the Gymnase-that plump little
partridge of a woman, with virginia. oos-
tune OF white serge, who has worked many
a friends gold mine for the benefit the ed
miniserati u.
A more interesting figure is that quiet, re-
served. gentlemanly man, who halls from
North Britain, and who has spent dozen
and odd winters IN Monte Carlo, playing
without ceasing, but only at the best hours
and on a carefully elaborated system, by
which. rumor says, he has constantly got
the better of the tables.
When the race is over there is quite a
Derby rush through the rooms, the women
gathering up their skirts and running for
| their lives, and all are comfortably seated,
each table seems a little family party play
| ers and croupier3 know each other, inter
| change greetings and pleasant badinage as
the ball rattles round, and coup succeeds
coup with pleasant rapidity in these early
hours when business is not too brisk. This
| Is the time when deoorous English folk (who
would not gamble for worlds) are tempted
| Just to walk through the rooms, first weak
| ness See the throng as IL surges and thick
| ems around the tables In the early afternoon
| and after dinner when the rooms are most
| Gro wded and note at this, the hight of the
season, how many familiar faces, how many
more or less notable people, are eagerly
pursuing the sport.
All women are gamblers at heart, and
Monte Carlo soon shows what is In them
| Now the rumor has spread that there Is a
run at the second trente ct Qltdrdnte table,
| and half London seems to be grouped
around. There is her Grace Of X, who
seems to have the gift Of perennial youth,
picking up the plaques" and rose-colored
btllets de bdnqlLe in dozens; opposite is the
beautiful Lady LIE Street, who has chaper-
oned couple of young friends, and the
| three are having the most phenomenal good
good fortune; another London beauty has
| wandered up to this table, and would gladly
play, but she wanders off again; is it that
she fears to come into competition with the
more brilliant freshness Of q younger rivals
Down there, on the right Of the
is Mrs. Dandy Wiske. who, we
| trust, finds trente ell qltarante in public as
| much more profitable as it is undoubtedly
less compromising than the baocarat in pri-
| vate life. Next her is a maiden of ample
proportions, whose good luck has been pro-
verbal this winter. Here, posted upon
the high chair of the chef de pdrtie. is the
| wife OF great finanoier, dressed to per-
lection, the quiet chic Of her black and
grey costume in delightful contrast to the
garish and snowy Mime. de Breda, who
! haunts her diamonds and her raddled face
close by. Lais and Aspasia are very much
en- evidence everywhere, and it makes even
hardened sinners sad TO see bright-eyed,
honest-faced English girls rubbing elbows
with them, breathing the same reeking at
mosphere. madly following the same de-
moraliZiDg game.
A few nights ago lady, who wore dia-
monds and a smart frock, 80 far forgot her
self as to slap her neighbor In the face as
the best settlement of warm dispute. For
this both were hailed at once from the
| Casino, handed over to the gendarmes and
| locked up for the night In the cellars along
side the treasure. Another grievance
among English visitors is that their SER
wants. Wallets and ladies' maids are admitted
without question. Il certainly is not pleas
ant to find servants initiating their mas
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