The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-02-05
" 0 MANS WORLD.
A FEW THINGS THAT MAY TICKLE
TIE FEMININE FANCY.

in the Fashionable World-LittIe
Incidents That Amuse the Casual
Reader-What Some Brilliant Wo-
men Are Saying.
During recent interview, says the New
York World, in st. Louis Mrs. Annie Be-
SAINT talked with great frankness Of her ex-
periences in the life preceding this, and of
her plans for the life to follow. She said
that she remembered a great many things
relative to her former existence, but did not
care to go into details, as she was liable to
be misunderstood by the public-which
shows that Mrs. Besant was not carried too
far by the stimulating influences Of the mo-
ment. She also remarked that she expects
to return after her death and to have full
consciousness and to exercise her influence
here in earth" until such time as she has
returned in another FORM
A woman writer, SAYS the New York
Herald, who has just finished her first
attempt at authorship, which met with
remarkable success, was encountered on
Wednesday at a famous club dinner by a
Rorgeously dressed woman. Che latter ex-
tended her hand and kissed her, exclaim-
ing in heroic and sentimental manner:
81 am 80 glad, dearest darling, to welcome
you TO our ranks"
The peculiar appearance OF the woman
rather amused the authoress and she re-
piled: Thank you, but may 1 venture to
ask who you are aud what work bears your
nsmep
Certainly, my dear. Have you ever
heard Of Jane Austin, the New England
authoressl Well, am not she. But have
you ever heard of Jean Ingelow, the
poetessT
YES" was the reply. but surely you
are not She
mo, / am not she. But have you ever
heard of Elizabeth Phelps Wardg"
"My! Yes. indeed, and admired her
works greatly. But"
Before she could finish the cratic IN
dividual made large bow and replied:
"Well, am Mrs. Austin Phelps Ingelow,
and have book out on everything that
women do. and am said to combine the
hest literary style of Jane Austin, Jean
Ingelow and Elizabeth Phelps Ward"
The young authoress when she could
break away from her victim. ordered a cab
and drove THROUGH the quiet lanes which
border Bloomingdale asylum for a few
pleasant, peaceful moments of reflection.
Here ls the latest. says the Herald, from
Chicago-Two wheat spectators met at
the produce exchange OH Thursday. They
had not seen each other for several years.
What have you been doing since saw
you last" was the question put to the
81 NDlCaROdu Dy buo 4NcH OIkeIs
Il have been married"
THAT is good"
''But my wife is a coquette."
That Is too bad"
But she brought me capital Of
$500,000.'
"Great"
"And speculated with it all and risked
itm
"Terriblep
''No, not terrible; doubled it."
"Wonderful!o
"But the man who initiated me into the
secret and who handled my cash has
decamped'
= "Awfulw
mot at ALL my wife went with him!"
To endure every contretemps with equa-
nlTnity, says the New York tribune, and
never, under any circum stances, to become
ratified" is as much the code of fin du
steele dame of society as the stoicism of an
Indian chief Is essential part of a red
mans dignity. To be mistress Of herself
though china fall" has always been constd-
cred as typical of social good breeding.
Nevertheless. some of the unfortunate
catastrophes are almost beyond bearing,
and many and trsgical are the tales that
are told at the end of the season of ruined
classes and sorely tried tempers. Fancy
for instance, the CONSERVATION caused
by an unlucky ''jog" of the elbow
which sent the plate of bisque all over the
bodice, neck and shoulders of the lovely
Mrs. u. ut was too dreadful, my dear"
exclaimed a witness describing the occur
renee few days later. Poor Mrs. r. was
simply dug out of the thick soup, and of
course her exquisite French gown was
ruined beyond any possible redemption"
II hope she took it coolly," said gentleman
who was present. 'On the contrary, she
took it very holly" rejoined the lady,
smartly, "but for that matter, who could
keep her temper under such trying circum-
stances? l know couldn't"
II can cap that story with one nearly as
bad rejoined his friend. "Mrs. A-you
know who-has Just returned from Paris
and wore her very best gown at one of the
nrst cotillon dinners. 1t was simply a
dream, and there was not a woman in the
room who did envy her tho possession of it,
And of course she was very happy, having
that lofty moral sense OF being perfectly
dressed which is so sustaining and COM
Portable. What does that awkward little
Mr.. b. do, as he passed her with cup Of
coffee but stumble just in front of her, up
setting the cafe noir over the entire front of
her dress!- and over himself as we'll, for as
II that We're not enough, he literally shook
bis dripping hands over her in his confuS-
ion, showering her face, neck and waist
with what remained of the liquid
Surely, that is drop too much, Mr..
g. she only exclaimed, sweetly, and
laughed good-humoredly over his profuse
murdered himr she exclaimed, viciously
afterward; and she told me few days ago
that although she had sent to Paris imme-
diately for more of the material, Worth had
cabled back that he had not another shred
left"
Yhe London correspondent of the New
York Times says that fashionable London
is terror-stricken over the rumored advent
Of the hoopskirt. 1t Is rather with amuse-
ment than with apprehension that this long
threatened arrival is anticipated by Ameri
can women. They look at one another and
laugh and wonder whether really now they
ever will be silly enough to appear in
crinoline again. "Of course. ii hoopskirts
are worn"-and there they pause in
laughing CONSERVATION. But there is an
underlying current Of incredulity. because
why-how could we-how could New York
women, anyway, wear hoopskrtsl Imagine
a few hoopskirts in an u jam! Think of
an upper Broadway car fun of crinohnep'
Conditions have changed STAGE the former
reign Of distended skirts Though what
may happen no one can tell, yet the hoop
is hot