The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-05-13

her as the exponent of the fn-de-siecle
fashionable development until Mr. Ben
son presented her to the world as Dodo.
Then she suddenly became as interesting
to the general public as any royal pers on
age, and | find that even my slight ac-
quaintance with her reflects mild sort
of lustre of late on my postprandial con-
versation. What strikes me most forci-
bly, about her, in conjunction with her I'M
doubted fascination of manner, is her ex-
traordinary frankness, an almost brutal
outspokennesS, about herself and her
own concerns-which, by the way, is
one of the old characteristics of her set.
For instance, before her present engage
Inent was announced, the pros and cons
of the alliance were discussed by herself
and her family without the slightest re-
serve before me and some other guests
who happened to be present, and Sir
Henry's qualifications in comparison with
those of another sutton were openly
talked about without any reticence
whatever.
Did she mind its being an open secret
that she was presented to the world as
the heartless product of modern fashion
able life Not in the least, although it was
a great libel on her real self, which has
touches of great sweetness and even no.
bility In fact, l think she rather enjoys
the prominence which the book has given
her, and in this, as in every other matter,
she is perfectly frank. While | was stop
ping with her people letter arrived from
the author apologiziug for having given
his rather questionable heroine some of
her more attractive qualities, although
declaring the character in its entirety to
be wholly imaginary.
~ donOt in the least mind his having
taken me as model. exclaimed the young
lady with her usual frank cynicism; L dare
say am quite as bad as that but | do
think that instead of an apology he might
have sent my pecuniary worth in good
fat check !! -
Miss Tenant, by the way, is to be mar
ried next Thursday; and one of her
bridesmaids will be little Miss Dorothy
Drew, Mr.. Gladstone's pet grandchild.
I'VE certainly are getting morbider and
morbider, as Alice in Wonderland would
say" remarked woman the other day.
saws the New York Times, as she gazed
at the display ia milliner's window
Our BOOKS. our dramas, our discussions,
are worse than leaden. Now the time has
come for fashion to turn pessimist. Look
at these black roses and black violets and
. black buttercups It's sin and a
shame. " 'Well," said her companion, ''as
YOU happen to be looking at the mourning
window, don't know what else you could
expect. Try this one" moving to one full
of CAV blossoming bonnets. Which only
goes TO preve,that Pitt Sing was right
when she SAID, "Bless you it all de-
ponds"
A pretty girl got on street car yester-
day, says the Indianapolis Sentinel And
when the conductor came to her for fare
she handed him what she thought was a
folded transfer ticket which she took
out of her glove. He rang the register
mechanically, and when he got on the
platform looked at the check Then he
blushed and looked at the girl, but she
was looking out of the window. He read
the paper again, and forgot TO let three
old women of the car, he was so excited.
The pretty girl motioned at him TO stop the
car, and he took off his cap with stun
ming bow as she left the car. She seemed
surprised but made no remark, When
she got home she took out her folded car
ticket from her glove and looked at it in
amazenent. Then she blushed, too.
This is what she had given the conduc-
tor, bit 70 newspaper bearing these
verses:
For YOU Loves own dear land
OF roses fair and free:
And If you wili--no hand
TO give a rose TO me.
For yod Love S dearest bliss
In all the years to be;
And il you will-no kiss
OF any love for me-"