The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-10-29
All LIZA T. AEklt. rs.
6ab PTattleS AbUut ne Inhabitalt-
Of Her Native Land.

False Pretenses-Why it is in Bat
Taste to Criticise Others-Bab Con
siders the Average Minister a Fla
terer Who Darss Not SPEAK Hi
Mind-what's the Matter With tn
World at Large Woman Away
Retains Little of the Divins spari.
Tea snd Gale.
Copyright, 1899
New York, Oct. 2S.-SOmetimes / get
cry tired of being an American. We
are so brutaly, yopthfully sure of our
| selves. L never think of Yankee Doodle
that am not reminded of the many-hueC
barnyard cock, who goes out and does
| deal of growing because the hen has laiO
an egg, We are so abnormally sells
ted. We not only think we have got the
biggest ofevcrything, but we have decid-
IDLY childish way of Growing about it,
and of forcing it on other people. Once
IN while, it would be good scheme to
! let our virtues be discovered; but oh no,
| chat wouldn't suit US. We have got to
| stand up and whoop that we have got the
| finest country and the greatest govern
ment. the best dressed women, and the
| biggest fruit, and more names for a
drink than any other land.
ABOUT THE WOMEN, 1T Is ALL RIGHT
| But Just put yourself in the place of a
| foreigner who has come to this country
| take up the morning paper and draw your
| own conclusions. According to the chosen
mirror, all the politicians are thieves the
| country IS rapidly going to the bow-wows,
| ana civil war is imminent. Then taste
| our big fruit-it has no flavor. Hear a
preacher nIlatn on tho HpA y Of
| this country, and then, returning to that
mlrrGr Of life, the newspaper, read about
| the divorces in it. Oh, how we do love to
| pat ourselves and say how fine we are.
| At the time OF the international yacht
race New York behaved in a manner that
| would have been discrGditable to a mining
| town And, on my word of honor be-
| lleVe that IN mining town there would
| have been somebody who would have re-
| allied the courtesy due to the stranger in
| our midst. Between you and me, l think
| the west and south would have been
ashamed of that race. The gentleman
| who brought his yacht over here owned
| 1t himself, and the impression generally
| was that he was to sail against a Yacht
| owned by another gentleman. But, oh no,
that didn't suit New YOrks commercial
| taste The American yacht was owned
| by syndicate, and was as much a COM
merclal affair as selling a pound of beef.
| And then we talk about our milliOnaires
They may have money, but they don't
know how to spend it. The south and
| the west understand that better Natur-
! ally, we can't help being new, and that is
our misfortune, but we can help smell
ing so strong of varnish that it sickens
| people. The New York millionaire has a
| vague idea that he can buy anything
| Well, 1t is pretty nearly true, am sarry
| to say. But l will tell you what he can't
| buy; he can't buy the English press for
| the simple reason that when it attacks
| people, the editor can be had up for libel;
he can't buy the simple, innocent, good
manners That are found south and west
| OF New York, and that are much more to
be commended than the knOw-it-all, blase
air which the growing millionaire af-
| fects. heard a woman, not very long
| ago. laugh about a southern girl who
| said, when dIning wiDA her last! winter,
that it was ca b Hrs tiAib III heMlife she
| had ever tasted strawberries at Christ
mas The hostess thought this very fun
ny, but !, who am blessed with very
| good memory, could see before me the
| time when this girls people had wealth
and position and when the hostess, to
whom Strawberries at Christmas were
not a novelty, was following the camp 10
| which her husband was sutler. Why
in the world don't people credit other
people with some sense?
PUTTING ON AIRS.
Mademoiscllc Nouveau Richie comes to
my little place to have a cup of tea, and
| tells me about breaking teacup for
which her mother paid $3.50, and adds, as
| sympathile with her: On, it don't
make any difference; there are plenty
more where that came from" And
| Madame Good-days smiles pityingly at
| her ignorance, for she knows there are
not plenty more where that came from;
| that it was a piece of old and very nne
| china and that it only got where it did
| through the good taste of the collector,
| who furnished the bric-a-brac for the
! Nouveau Richie mansion. Mademoiselle
! Good taste laughs. and in a spirit of fun
| announces that she won't have a new
| evening dress for the winter, as she had
to take her choice between the frock or
| tickets to the opera, and, of course, there
| could be no question as TO her choice
| Madame Impudence says, Just fancy
| fancy not having a single new evening
gown. Why,I never wear mine more
! than once"
And Mr. Good-fcllow, sitting quietly in
one corner, remembers when Impudence
! himself was u clerk TO some brokers, and
! how there has always been doubt as to
| where he got the money that he began to
| speculate With; and he also remembers
! that Mrs. Impudence, who never wears an
| evening gown DQU once, uSCu 10 rejoice IN
| a new apron when she was a young and
! pretty girl, and waited on the table in her
mo.hers boarding house, in which Young
! lmpudCnce had hall room on the first
| floor, counting from the top down.
/ have been fro en- into uuieJness by
woman who refused to speak to another
because there has been some queer Story
about her. Nov. the queer story is this
she had a drunken husband, and during
the GAYS and nights when she tried 10
care for him, an honorable man WAS his
friend as well as hers The drunken
brute dici, and q year afterwards she
married the other man. AMI Mrs. Prude
is sure that there must have been some
thing queer about it. Mrs Prude is
very good person to know about queer
things IN the early days Of her life she
resided in an establishment that some
people might think a little queer, and
men who don't know hesitate TO say that
if Prudc hadn't married her, the papers
would have been fun of the letters he
wrote TO her and which compromised
number Of other people. She has found
II convenient TO forget.
SICK AND TIRED OF GOSSIP.
Sometimes ret so sick and tired of it
ali that l want to rise up, tea cupin hand,
and tell everybody the truth. want
to force them 10 remember. 1t is a very
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