The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-08-12

replied the society belle, her eyes snap
ping hre.
The Office girl, in the most cruel and de-
iberate manner possible. pulled a note
from a pigeonhole in her desk, and
handed il to the society girl for perusal.
1t was note from her mother. ordering
the artist to furnish the photo TO be used
by the newspaper.
The modification Of the young society
belle was pitiable to behold, when one Of
her companions said. in a stage whisper:
"Oh, my! What will mamma say when
she hears of this2''
A southern city, saws the New York
Times, has a Garden Club" whose l25
members are all women interested in the
raising of fruits, flowers, and vegetables.
Some of the women have developed into
specialists in their pursuit, one being
famous for her fine celery, another an au-
thOrity on potatoes, and third is prof.
cient and thoroughly informed on straw
berry raising. Others have cultivated a
fondness for certain flowers to the expert
degree. But the chief value of the club
remains to be told. II is non-conserva-
tive and entirely democratic. Any re-
spectacle woman may become member,
and flowers. seeds. cuttings and expert
ence are exchanged with the greatest
generosity. At the annual shows of the
club knowledge and material are widely
disseminated, the object of the women
who are thus banded together being an
honest desire to share all that they have
with any wko express a wish for the
benefits.
To people of cosmopolitan culture and
manifold experience, says the New York
Tribune, the psychological and intellect
ual discoveries of their friends are some
times very funny The new philosophers
are so naif about their experiences and
take it so innocently for granted that
they are pioneers, as it were, in senti-
ment and advanced thought, never real
ling that others have been through the
same phases probably years before, that
to the more mature mind they seem de-
liciouslY fresh. Mrs. 4. has actually
discovered the Bible!" observed dryly
clergyman's wife, in whose husbands
congregation a new luminary had arisen
in the shape of a fashionable woman who
had suddenly developed a talent for ex-
pounding the Scriptures, and who held
weekly meetings in her drawing-room for
the purpose.
The X. S are a wonderful family" re-
marked an old clubman rather cynically,
they really seem to fancy that they feel
what no one has ever felt before To hear
Mrs. X. talk about her daughters en-
gagement you would think no one had
ever loved before, and now that she has
lost her husband she has invented grief"
Youthful thinkers are particularly
amusing, discussing the truisms of all
time with the utmost seriousness, while
the advanced young mothers with their
toddling babies imagine that they nave
discovered evolution and that no one has
read Herbert Spencer but themselves.
Sir William Vernon arcourt, says the
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politician almost entirely to his wife.
Lady Harcourt, before she was Lady
Harcourt, was a Mrs. Ives. She is an
American, the daughter of Prof. John
Lathrop Motley, the historian and init
mate friend of Prince Bismarck. When
Mr.. Ives died he ret her fascinating aud
wealthy widow and she thereupon in
vested her handsome self and handsome
fortune in the then rising politician, Mr..
Vernon -Harcourt.
Vernon Harcourt was always a POM
pous person and boosted that in his veins
ran the blood of the Plantag enets, and
that-how he made it out was difficult to
say-he had better title to the crown,of
England than Queen Victoria. He was
| tall, handsome, witty, and had that I'M
dednable LOOK of the typical English
nobleman, which somehow reminds one
always of well-fed butler.
too much for Mrs. Ives, and she sue
cumbed to his irresistible charms, and
then something dreadful happened; some
thing that threatened to spoil the even
course of the romance of true love.
1t was discovered that Harcourt had a
past. A lurid incident in his life was
raked up, and Mrs. Ives shivered. She
did not like to mingle her irreproachable
life with that of the man whose future
might reSem ble his mast
There was a struggle between purity of
mind and softness of heart. and finally,
fortunately FOR Harcourt, the latter
gained the day.
Lady Harcourt has made a mode!
statesman's wife. Her devotion to her
husband has been marvellous. She has
always kept herself in the background
and entirely merged her identity in that
of her lord and master.
What has endeared her chiefly to Eng
fish politicians is her wonderful tact as
hostess. Sir William Harcourt is a most
trying husband He is in the habit of
bringing people home TO dinner. He will
ransack the lobbies of the house and come
home when parliament is in session with
whole troop Of hungry politicians, some
times thirty sometimes only two His
wife can never know how many. But she
keeps an excellent cook, and has a mar
vellous temper. Every body is invariably
well received, and the dinners are always
good. for Sir William is gourmand.
These wholesale hospitalities have done
= lch to help Sir William on in his career,
but they have not succeeded in making
him popular, however much they may
have added to the popularity of his wife.
Lady Harcourt is the mother of very
amiable young man, who is deservedly
favorite in society for his gentle manners
and genuine goodness of heart. His
father is extremely proud of him. I'm
fortunately, the young man is delicate
and has been obliged TO withdraw from
the arduous life Of politics.
Clara Bells letter from Coronado, Cal. in
the Cincinnati Enquirer has the following:
lsn'tit too cool for salt-w ater bathing here?
Oh, they warm the ocean for us--at least,
a sufficient section of it, inclosed in a
natatorium. An hour ago l saw therein
Helena Modjeska, the actress, and Beatrice
Harraden, who made a sudden fame as
the author of ships That Pass in the
Night" Miss Harraden looked like a
Shadow That Wouldn't Pass for a
Woman Except on a Dark Night" She is
very, very thin, and she looked it in q wet
bathing suit, can assure you. What a
shame it is that this clever young woman
can't get cent of Ameril n remunera-
tion for her tremendously successful
novel Its vogue wasn't anticinated NV