The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-05-18


much decorated old colonel or general
waiting with his wife. Miss Radical
says that this IL one Of the things to see.
rabble and all. 30. II the day be fine, I
shall 30 and be part of the rabble my.
self, and see II It 10 10 interesting as
they say 1t is.
The great fuss that has been made
over the Notorious Mrs. Ebbsmith"
has rather subsidsd, and attention Is
now conferred on the new plays being
brought out. Della Harding Is on at
the Comedy theater and Is very flatter-
ingly spoken Of. but I have net seen
It yet myself. 20 cannot describe 1t.
The American play, 1.-THE Girl Left
Behind Me-" has also made hit here,
and the Count theater has Just come
shape Of play called Vanity Fair"
In which piece Mrs. John Wood scores
heavily as the esssrtive, pushing
wife Of q parvenue millionaire. De-
nounctng the absurdities Of fashion,
and at the same time yialding to the
extravagances condemned, she makes
the piece decidedly amusing. and some
Of her utterances are interesting, In
deed.
Vanity Fair Bon Mots.
make up my mind to remember the
good ones, but, Of course, ! have for
gotten those I wanted to remember,
and can perverssly think Of only some
of the less amusing lines. In one part
she declares that "a dinner gown
should be daring-nsck or nothing
pretty hard on the modern dinner
gown; and when asked II her maid
should be rung for or fetched. abe
hurriedly replies: mo, don't disturb
her; she Is doing my hair" Again,
when a retired politician questions .
statement, she says: That's 30 like
cabinet minister. Somebody asks
him If 1t Is true that night follows day.
and he replies that the government
have no official knowledge Of the fact"
Then "Everybod comes to my parties.
Everybody, and, what's more. know .
good many Of EN-" The plot 10 an un.
important one. The whole play, I
thought was a good, funny. little carl
cature, and wholesome enough, for
which thank goodness.
Next on my list Is neither wholesome
nor funny, end that was lecture on
theosophy given the other night by
Mrs Annie Besant IN St. James on q
subject called "Mahatmas." She her
self was very interesting. Dressed In
simple robe Of Indian silk. with q
plaid Of the same stuff over her shoul-
ders, and her face still bearing the
tar Of the Indian sun. she made very
picturesque appearance. Her hair -
nearly white, or 50 1t looked, ana her
face is really beautiful, In its express
sion at least, while the style Of her de-
livery holds ones attention constantly.
I listened to everything she had to say
about ''Mahatmas as Facts and aS
Ideals" and have decided that theoso-
ply must remain quite beyond me and
I do not care in the least II 1t does.
One cannot understand everything.
Life u too short, and the good. simple.
old Gospel. which the smallest ana
weakest mind can grasp and appre.
ciate, Is quite good enough for me.
At the conclusion Of her lecture O. man
in the audience called out. angrily:
"Where is the evidence as to the exist
ence of Mahatmas? Where IL It!
We've had plenty Of eloQuencs. but
not a shred Of fact or argument" A
second listener, also man, then
Jumped up and as tar as could mako
out, fred off q little evangelical ad-
dress, and both continuing to speak.
the situation seemed fraught with pos
sibilities, but the chairman refused to
hear them and Mrs. Besant had retired
from the stage. SO 1t all amounted to
nothing at all.
The Gallant Life Guard.
This morning as I was practicing In
| my room here, I heard a great roar.
which kept coming nearer and nearer.
| So, leaving my work, ran to the win
dows Of the front Of the house and
looked out for the cause. which / dis
covered to be q large body Of very fine
looking soldiery, all mounted. and COM
ing UP the maoadamized street at
nice, sharp pace, the heofs Of the horses
making a tremendous noise. There
were three companies Of them and Miss
Radical said they were detachment
Of the Life Guards, one Of the crack
regiments Of the Queens army. They
all had Just the most beautiful horses
I ever saw, all black or dark brown,
with the exception Of one white horse
in each company. and they rode just
splendidly. Their uniform was very quiet
and rich and they wore those SILLY lit
| tie hats that look like tincups over one
ear. I sat in window and admired
them very much indeed, and even en-
Wed them a bit, they looked 50 DASH
ing and handsome, and / really cannot
Ah- ,,,tt 20
, my heart to everyone of those 300 love-
ly, beautiful, dear black horses.
Sadie Z. Kaiser.