Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1894-11-18

rose. with painted panels By fam
artists, NEUROLOGICAL scenes, such
Pyramus and Thisbe. Daphne hyin
| from Apollo. Procris and Cephalus. and
nymphs and satyrs without end; the
ceiling sprawled all over with little
cupids aud garlands OF roses caught ~
blue ribbons. copied from Carlos Van
Loo; rugs. only to be appreciated BY 80
eastern traveller who knows their an
tiQuity aud value, lie on the SHINING
| floor; q Gre burns drowsily on the
hearth. There are two or three lamps.
Dresden, Sevres and silver. with hnae
shades OF silk or lace. 0ne wears the
air Of ballet dancer; 1t has skirt over
skirt Of pink tulle. The chairs were
chosen by sybarite: no two alike. and
all were the essence OF comfort In their
cushions; and scattered about In care
mi disorder were screens, palms, tables
each q gem In its way and Uttered
win silver toys, books magazines,
vases OF orchids-and here, covered
with glass, is one containing a coliec-
ton OF OLD fans. worth their weight ~
gold OF Golconda. One side OF this de-
lightiul boudoir opens upon q conser-
vatory dimly lighted.
Perhaps your vision may not be err Z
actly like this In all points. but IL 70
some such setting that the 60 dc siecid
woman loves 10 arrange for herself.
Her little dog flies up and barka at
you, such weak show OF bark that
you laugh alond aud break the ice
She rises from her luxurious chair
where she has been reading the Pctif
Journal pour Riro or Gyp's latest, and
comes forward 10 greet you, and now
you see how clearly she deserves her
title, for something about her Is end-of-
the century. Her figure first. OF q
height TO overtop most OF the men she
knows, slight and abnormally long
waisted. Her hair is rudy chestnut,
art maybe, but the very perfection or
art, and she wears it parted In the mid
die, drawn loosely back into the Psyche
knot In a way which gives her an air
OF angelic candor. Her large, clear eyes
look back at YOU with variety OF emo.
tions; now they are limpid and earnest,
like child's; now full OF diaolerie.
The lashee are half yard long aud her
eyebrows beautifully arched. though "
you admire them she will laugh shrilly,
and tell you that any one may have
such by using a charcoal pencil. Then
that mocking mouth with It's beautiful
teeth-very likely all owing TO some
dentists skill or 10 the glamour she
casts over your mind, for the fn-de-
steele woman has hypDotism OF her
own. which compels all mankind 10
think her attractive, though she may
not have an actual pretension TO good
looks worth mentioning.
All thfa tavallnoaa Ia arFavad In A tea
gown-A Partisan negllge OF white and
silver brocade. adorned with
ANY AMOUNT OF OLD LACE,
aud a jeweled RIrdle, rich Rhine stones
that SEND out iliiiscent sparkles IS she
moves this way and that. Her long
slender hands are q glitter OF rings
great diamonds and rubics. There
should be about her faint scent OF
violets, but no. she Is in-de-siecie; you
get suggestion OF cigarette smoke
instead.
"Down" she says sternly to the little
dog at her feet--a toy Nrier, such ar
atom that he staggers uni the weight /.
OF the turquoise-stuuddedV Tacelet he
wears for collar, aud thsN holds 0g
her hand. shoulder high 20 greet you.
don't care for tea2 Well. then,
mint? a cocktail? Let me oder YonV
cigarette. As you see, ! was In In the
middle OF one when you appeared
And she extends daiuty case OF tor
toise shell with her cipher In gold, iuii
OF neatly rolled cigarettes.
You take one and light u. In the
mean time she settles herself upon TIE
divan. Alb, the dIysnl Very likely
you didn't notice II as you stood On the
threshold taking cursory view OF tee
room-but there 10 Is In a corner ovei
opposite the FIRE, ideal In its cushions,
which are huge and many, and OF =
daintiness OF hue. Grace Itself, she
half-slts, half reclnes among them.
furry OF lace ruilles about her feet be-
tray now and then two smart satin SLIP
pers. high heoled aud with jeweled
buckles. She puffs away az her vor-
bena-scented papelito--that IS what the
hn-de-siecle lady tries 20 achleve-with
the b onchalant ease OF veteran, ana as
you lounge In the chair she has just
quilted, close by her, she talks 70 You
cleverly, too cleyerly, by half. Her
gossip has venomous sting; 10 often
goes beyond gossip. and becomes scan
dal; her tongue sticks 10 nothing, ana
she calls q spade a spade with All the
freedom OF her day. II she tells you
droll story, its point Is apt 70 be OF the
rlsque order, and her wit has coarse,
even vulgar turn. IL she burns her
hnzer or dIsarranges her lace or drops
her match, she pops out big, big
as unconcernedly as any ihan you know.
She Is OF the earth earthly. You have
heard queer things about her Where
is her husband? She viii tell you DO
has Just run over 10 Paris for q few
weeks, or to London 70 see bis tailor.
She does not Enow where he is ~ this
moment, not having heard from him
since he landed. "'rom never writes"
abe drawIs languidly. "He cables me
when he is coming home. A very good
plan, don't you tbink?" Her two little
boys are at Groton. She does DOT miss
khem, for she has the dog Instead. You
re seen her ride madly 10 hounds,
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