The morning news., 1894-08-11
FOUR MAIDENS FAIR.
4 Romance Of White Sulphur Springs,
and The DamSelS There.

LCVe-The Southern Girl Yearned
for the Flesh Pots of Egypt-The
Western Girls Love for the Finest
of Soft SiIk-miss New York on the
Box in Her or-Made-Mademoi-
seIe of Boston and Her Professors
Love Story"
Greenbrier, White Sulphur Springs,
Aug. 11.-There is probably nothing quite
so beautiful in this world as TO see a lot
Of pretty girls dancing. I don't mean
dancing together, for there is some thing
incongruous in that, but to see the alter
nation of feminine prettiness and mascu-
line bravery is fascinating. There is moth
ing in this world as good to look upon as a
pretty girl We compare her to a flower,
but a flower never changes its expression,
lacks individuality, and isn't GER
tain to be here, there and every
where, as is the pretty girl. Here we
have the various types. There is the
Southern girl, very long on blood and
very short on gowns. There is the west
ern girl, very long on enthusiasm and very
short on repOse there is the eastern girl,
very long on culture and very short on
fascination; while the New York girl
stands out alone as very long on style and
very short on reverence. They make an
interesting study. Every girl differs
from the other in a thousand ways, and
yet the object of each is the same-to
have a good time.
ADVICE OF SOUTHERN MATRoN.
The southern girl who might be called
Miss Anna Belle Blue Blood comes into
supper ready for the dance: she isn't in
the least interested in what she eats, but
p
promised to dance and out of the number
whom she would prefer to cut. Her
mother is assisting her in her work
somewhat after this fashion: "Well,
Anna Belle, if you take my advice, you
will have nothing to do with any of the
young men whose people are strangers to
US. II used to be that when we came to
the White we knew everybody who was
here, and your g"andmamma could tell
every generation as far back as they went,
and 1 knew exactly who your sisters ought
to dance with and who they ought not to
encourage in the least; but, nowadays,
what with factories and steam running so
many things, you never know whether
man has father or not"
At the end of this sentence, the guilty
Anna Belle looks into her cup of pink tea,
and remembers that she walked late last
night with a young broker from New
York, and that while they talked about
TeunysOn's poems and the real meaning
of love, she never even asked him where
he came from originally, or if he were
descended directly from the Almighty
Dollar, or not. She thought to herself
that there was one thing certain-her
sister had married a man with a great
deal of bloody, but no money, and that
down in the queer little home her mar
ridge had only resulted in having a son
to support and the caring for five little
babies who, of course, brought their love
with them, but, unfortunately, didn't
bring their clothes. 1t seemed to her, as
if, when she took a husband she would
like him to support her and get her some
new frocks, for she was getting 'awful'
tired of washed muslins. Here she gave
a little sigh, made up her mind that she
was traitor, who longed for the flesh
pots of Egypt, but still she did long. And,
somehow, one thinks as one looks at ner,
that a little common sense is gradually
coming into her head and that she won't
marry man who is willing to go home
and let the women of the family support
him.
GENEROSITY VERSUS PRIDE.
Miss Katherine Rush Ahead, from one
of the big western states, is, as she says,
Dead gone on that little southern girl. -
And she adds: Il tell you would give d
lot of money to have her soft way of
speaking; but. oh hasn't she got pride! !
Why, thinking of the night OF the big
dance, l knew she would have to have her
muslin pressed out again, and so l went to
her and offered to give her an awfully be-
witching frock that nobody down here
has seen, and that knew she would have
looked lovely in. Well, Just at first, her
eyes flashed so l thought she was going to
be real angry, but then l saw her quiet
down and get softer, and she said, Il
think YOU don't quite understand l am
sure you mean to be kind, but
I couldn't think of accepting such
a favor from anybody except
my own kin, and don't you worry, even if
l have TO wear the same muslin dress, [
will have a good time" And she GER
talnly did, for, to everybody's surprise,
she led the german with that New York
swell, and you know we western girls
are never mean about telling the truth,
and I think, as far as being pretty went,
she beat us all"
LIKE THE WESTERN GIRL,
She is wonderfully kind hearted she is
generous, she is not afraid of confessing
her ignorance about anything, and she
has such an honest ambition that no hu-
man being could help wishing to aid her
in getting whatever she may desire She
Is only bitter against the New York girl
The New Gork girl has. regret to say, an
unpleasant fashion of putting her gold
trimmed monocle in her eye and studying
the western girl from head to foot II is
not polite. / think she does it simply to
show that she can hold the glass there,
and also from a spirit that can only be de-
scribed by one word-deviltry. The
hottest day finds her ready for drive in
a severe tailor-made gown, without
any outward evidence of the heat
Affecting her, and this is something
else that troubles our western girl.
who despises the cloth frock, and
who loves the fiuttering frivols of the
soft silk with its lace and trimmings.
She described her troubles to me the
other day after this fashion: "lf that
New York girl takes the drivers seat on
fourin-hand and tools the horses
around, everybody calls it smart and
stylish; if do it, they say it's western
freshness. If she dances all the evening
with one man, they say it's exclusive,
and if do it they think my mother ought
to interfere. l know a great deal more
than she does, and yet the very cut of her
frocks makes me feel that l have never
been to a frst-class tailor in my life.
while the way she looks at me, convinces
me that l ought to so home. Now, what
is the reasOn.n
The elderly lady of our party told her
she was little self-conscious and a little
too anxious to do what was right, but she
added: Never mind, my dear,