St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1894-02-11

chords, then gave US the aria from
MARTHA" accompanying the clearest.
sweetest, most delicious whistle l
had ever heard. The privileged
listeners were enchanted. After
ward when the whistler had executed
several delightful selections and made
her adieu to the mistress of the White
house, the usher informed me in
strictly confidential whispers. as we
passed out, that the lady had four
children and set of twins all OF whom
could whistle like the mother" This
lady was Mrs. Shaw, who has since be-
come famous here and abroad, and VINO
Is indebted for her initial encourage
ment to the young mistress of the white
house, whose genius for doing theabest
thing at the right moment, had happily
taken that opportunity of introducing
her TO little but highly appreciative
audience of her own favored guestsa
Mrs. Cleveland would never consent
to bring party to wooden nutmegs.T
but she has always been, nOtWithstand-
ing, as astute as any Yankee. l mean.
of course, in the sense of moral se.ec-
ton. Today. her course as mistress OF
the White house is instructive as touch
ing the financial pressure and what
should be reasonable retrenchment IN
our Superlative extravaganza. Modera-
ton is the keynote of Mrs. Cleveland's
administration, the distinctive hallmark
of the nursery, the kitchen, the salon,
as well as of the personal expenditure
in the minuti8 of her own dress. The
economy of the French menager is TO
spare little, here, prune little
there, save against the next ne
cessity. Mrs. Cleveland is methodical,
all-round manager and good book
keeper, as her accounts show, the en-
tries all made by her own hand. with
tidy precision. She does not believe
that even large income warrants law
iSh expenditure or ultra-eXtravagau
squandering. This subject coming up
i'll general conversation, she has not in
frequently reiterated her belief in the
beauty of moderation. Let us have
not only the spirit, but the letter of the
law while the national treasury is
under the present strain and hunger
and cold are over the land" she has
said quietly. and she herself sets the
example of a good, thrifty housewife.
The atmosphere OF the White house
is charged with gossip On occasion.
owing 10 the irrepressible gossip mon
gers. Mrs. Cleveland dislikes this en-
phatically. Notwithstanding her social
ambitions she has an instructive dis
taste for publicity of the sort that haunts
one prominent in affairs. This distaste.
need hardly say, has been intensified
by the aforementioned explorations
of the gossiping into tie unknown or
forgotten early manhood of the late
Secretary Blaine, and the campaign
raids made by the INSCRIPTIONS politi-
cal opponents of her husband into his
private life. These constituted examples
which shocked the womanly decency
within her. and inspired the perpetual
endeavor to keep the curtain of her
privacy stitched together with WaXed
thread against intrusive eyes. She
leaves these meddlers absolutely moth
ing TO talk about. Very recently heard
fOrlorn woman gossip remark: ut is
perfectly hopeless; one never hears
anything whatever about her; l do so
long to have one comfortable gossip all
about Mrs. Cleveland"
Inquisitive strangers and gushing
women who find their unbidden way
into the grounds of the White house
have compelled Mrs. Cleveland - in
order to protect her children from I'M
known embraces and the alarming de-
sire, as expressed by one individual, to
cut off a lock OF the soft curly hair from
one little head as memento, to order
the gates of the grounds fastened while
the children are at play in the garden.
One notable instance, Illustrative of
annoyances of this class in Washington,
occurred directly after the funeral of
Gen. Logan. Mrs. Logan had sent for
me to conduct some charitable work
which she was in too Frustrated condi-
ton to undertake at the time. 1 found
weeds of her early WidowhoOd and
grief, and silently enduring the pres
ence of an utter stranger, who re-
marked on my inquiring as to her pur-
pose there:
II came all the way from Boston to
look at the bed the general died on. L
have been counting the number of
stuffed doves they've got round the
room, those they didn't put on the
grave, and now as I've sat while and
seen it all, guess I'd better be moving
along"
The manner of the president and Mrs.
Cleveland toward each other Is full of
courteous pleasantness. He is harassed
and hurried from his first waking hours
until he sleeps again at night. Some
h nh
in the politlco-Social world at the ma
tional capital was Jake :Dade. :Being
on terms of intimacy with the presi-
dent, he applied to him for some gov
eminent position: Let 1t be syn-e-
cu-ree, Mr.. President" he urged, "but
with damned good pay" He re-
ceived the appointment of superintend-
ent of the penitentiary, and proceeded
Immediately to put the prisoners on
their honor. ''If BANKED one of you
misbehave, will turn every BANKED
one Of you out" said Jake. The story
Is often heard in connection with Mr..
Cleveland, who, however, holds any
thing but ''Syn-e-cu-ree." and whose
rein to cast Off the officeseeking bores
and other worries. At a reception fol-
lowing his recollection bright little
lady, shaking MIN heartily by the hand.
expressed herself as happYto see him
again in the White house.
And indeed, Mr.. President. we hope
to see you still here on another cleo
tion."
No. madam" he replied with stern
politeness, you are wishing for the
impossible. Nor would l nave it other
wise"
Then the unabashed little woman
from Virginia freely replied. "Oh, Mir.
President, am sure that you would If
you could"
President Cleveland endures the
necessary functions appertaining to his
office, but the mechanical handshake
and the brushing against plainly-written
curiosity IN unknown quantities horrify
him. His great soIace is to turn from it
all, and listen for his wife's fresh
young voice. and watch for the merry
eyes of his children as they CLEAN when
his step is heard on the nursery thresh-
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