St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1894-03-25
HOME AND SOCIETY.
Brilliant Mrs. Flyaway and the
Day Dreams of Olivia.
Hopes That Turn to Ashes When Rea-
HZed - A Husbands Love Pearl
of Great Price and Baby of Ones -
Own Better Than Diamonds.

When Mrs. Flyaway, who is so frequently
mentioned in the society papers as having
been somewhere and worn something gor-
geous, descends the steps of her mansion to
enter her carriage, she is such vision of
spiendor that the nurse-girls check the per-
ambu,ators under their charge and stand and
stare, and quite little crowd gather for a
private view. I am quite sure Queen Victoria
never was so fine. Nobody could be finer.
And when it is a grand occasion and the
maid follows, keeping the train from the
dust and restraining the pillows of satin, lace
and velvet that seem to boil over as the lady
seats herself, and the bouquet is handed in,
and the maid coquettishly tells where to
drive, and the door shuts with snap. one
may hear the little street children utter obs
and abs as on the glorious Fourth, when the
most iurid fireworks go off.
Olivia, hidden behind the silkoline curtains
at the window of her pretty fiat, often
watches the scenes. She is handsome
young matron of three years standing, with
good husband, a pretty baby and plenty of
comforts about her, but as she gazes, envy
stirs her heart, and she contrasts the life she
leads with that of her opposite neighbor.
: Mrs. Flyaway is always going somewhere
she says, ''she is asked to breakfasts and
luncheons, to afternoon teas and dinners, to
receptions and balls, and 1 believe she always
accepts. Such round of gaiety such whirl
of pleasure, what contrast to my existence
1 lead the life of a family cat, I never have any
enjoyment. few friends to tea, an evening
at sister Sarah's. His people to dinner, a day
at my mothers. perhaps trip to the beach
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winter that is the most ever have one new
costume season must content me, and yet
I'm as handsome as Mrs. Fiyaway, and I'm
sure I could make figure in society, if had
chance"
She goes to the glass and peeps in: she
imagines herself in all the splendor of one Of
WorJh's costumes, bejewelled and with hot
house roses in her bosom. Scenes of delight
OPEN before her. As she glides through SPLEEN
did rooms the observed of all observers, MUIR
murs of admiration follow her.
She resolves to do nothing that John would
mind, but it is delightful to feel that she is
cutting cut every other woman there. All,
they were right-married ladies are the bellies
of society nowadays.
Very stale, fiat and Improbable seems her
life as this day-dream vanishes. Tears drop
into babys cradle and barely escape the pud-
ding as she mixes it, and it seems to
her that Mrs. Flyaway must be the happiest
woman out of paradise. Craving your par
don, Olivia, you are dreaming of land Of
which you know only through the medium of
English novels and the newspaper reports.
The life your neighbor really leads is not at
all what you suppose. She is not floating
upon sea Of pleasure, but working very
hard, indeed, for her foothold in So
ciety. The girlhood, in which every
thing was a case of ''Robin Affair."" and
any festive occasion was delightful if
Robin was there, is long past. Years ago her
husband grew weary of following her vari-
GUS magnificent trains up and down other
peoples stair-cases; of fighting at midnight
for chicken salad and coffee with which to
sustain her failing energies, or of yawning in
the hall in company with other middle-aged
gentlemen. He goes to his club and plays
cards, and long before his lady's return reads
himself to sleep in his own room over French
novels, the authors of which, he thinks, have
the right opinion of women. When asked
about his wife he generally says: sob, she's
always on the go, SO 1 suppose she is we'll"
Anu OCler men WIN wives OF Ine same SOrC
comprehend him.
There are some children at boarding
school. There soas baby. Mrs. Flyaway
did not know that the nurse put it to sleep
with laudanum, until one day it had an over
dose, and then she had to wear black and
stay at home evenings. To stay at home il
her great terror, and yet, as all her "occa-
sions" are those great brushes by which So
ciety women pay their debts in bulk, all that