The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-10-20
A DAUGHTER OF THE SOUTH.
A DESERVED COMPLIMENT FOR
MISS MARION SMART.

Some Remarks About Southern Girls
at the New England Conservatory
of Music-The Battle Ship Indiana.
An Old Graveyard and an interest
ing Monument.
U. S. Quarantine, Delaware Breakwa-
ter Oct. l6.-I think it would be difficult
to find another spot on the globe, unless
indeed it were Juan Fernandez island
more strongly contrasted with the New
England conservatory, Franklin Square
Boston. (Mass), than the U. S. quaran-
tine station, Delaware Breakwater. The
one a huge caravansery filed to over
flowing with humanity, every noock and
corner echoing to the sound of the sack
but, psaltery and divers Instruments"
each room a shrine wherein estheticism-
not observation-disclosures before the chosen
saint of classic, romantic, or hyper-ro
mantle musical art. The other-or sand
bank filed to overlooking Withstand,
wherein are erected quarantine bar
racks and hospitals filled to overlooking
with salt air. every nook and corner
echoing to the sound of the Atlantic
breakers as they roll In thunder upon
the point of Henlopen and send a burst
ing spray up to the starlike lamps Of the
sentinel lighthouses.
letter from the conservatory brings
news Of the "old girls" that is of some
who, having graduated, are back again
for the inevitable postscript-of others
who hope to obtain the coveted diploma
this year Tor nexO. OF those who just
naturally find 1t easier to go than TO stay
away-whether or not they ever reach
any definite point of progress
L was delighted to hear that Miss Ma
rion Smart OF Savannah was adding the
finishing touches to her exquisite art,
with the conservatory director. Carl
Faelten, preparatory to playing
at the Atlanta exposition. Miss
Smart's performance last year at one of
the final recitals seemed to me to be the
very acme of technical finish and artistic
taste / am sure the south could have
one so graceful and accomplished. Her
\ stage presence is as captivating as her
playing, and altogether she is one Of those
fortunate beings who unite great talent
is my daughter"
"southerner" and 'lazy-bones" are used
anonymously. So ] was always tickled
to death when some bright, clever south
ern girl came to the front because of
talent and held her own because OF deter
mination against the staggering west and
the pugnacious north. Every year in the
conservatory il becomes more and more
| difficult to pick OUT the southern girl.
If anything, she is given to better English,
softer manners and higher ideals than
her cosmopolitan sisters. She wears shoe
heels quite as low, frocks quite as sensl-
BILE, and she is not entirely overcome by
the proner of masculine escort to the
symphony! She does not count "half a
proposal, nor confide to the public that
Mr.. Blank must have serious Intentions
because he sent me bouquet of ferns
and roses"
1 understand that Mr.. Faelten. the n.
E. G. herr direktor, is to be one of the
symphony soloists this year. My conserv-
to be a fine year." Later on she saws:
''Paderewsh GLORIOUS creatureD will be
here soon. How / envy heri
In TACT, l often wonder why the south
ern girls who are music-mad do not emil
CRATE TO Franklin square en- bloc and get
to work at harmony, theory sight-read-
until the very mocking-birds "at home"
take TO chromatic scales and trilIs-
at any rate until we get rich enough to
nave lots of conservatories of our own
This morning we looked out of our win
dows and beheld the gray sky with the
line Of breakwater against it. lighthouse
churn of foam under the strong. cold
gale; to the north the Atlantic. chill and
stormy, and in the midst of its grayness
and GOODNESS, a bristling fortress-a huge
monstrous apparition, with turrefs and
towers, triangular and terrible a fierce
mast like double gallows far above deck
ana tunnel, dun-colored, pierced with
many portfolio. Savage enough even
in inaction, her gray hull almost motion
less upon the Atlantic rollers as though
ruling the blast"-what was this nor
tentious thing? Spain, Venezuela T'nr
key-We ran over in our mind various
possibilities and eyed the roof with an
prehension. The oficer-in-command came
in smiling. with field-glasses and teles-
cope. Take a look at her. 1t Is the In
diana. The new battle-ship on her trial
trip"
She swung around Henlopen sunerblv
with scarcely a culver in the gale. We
raked her fore and aft with our glasses
but she kept on her way majestically
steaming for the open ocean on her wav
from Philadelphia to Massachusetts,.
Magnificent" we exclaimed.
At dinner blower fell from an up
blunderbuss. Mrs. Oficer-in-connand
hops up, grasping her silver teanot. ss0b
c., do you think they are Smelling
There is a curious little town not very
far from the Breakwater. 1t is old VERY
old as the. tombstones in the Episcopal
churchyard state (unless like those with
There is buried the captain of the IA
nous De Braak His inscription runs
something like this.
Here rest the remains of Cant Tobn
Drew, who commanded his Britannia Ma
1esty's shop OF war De Braak in which
he lost his life when she foundered at the
Cape of Delaware, the 10th June, 1878.
He was beloved for his virtues and ad-
mired for his bravery.
His affectionate relict has erected this
monument to perpetuate his memory
The slOop war (of his Satanic n1a1es-
ty, as someone suggested might have fig
vale of piratica adventure. For she mad
taken as prize of war Spanish galleon
from which she transferred to her own
hold, gold and silver and Jewels galore
A sudden gale of wind sent captor and can
tured to the bottom of the sea-on these
treacherous Capes of Delaware-cr Dele
wer as II used to be written. There. ia
thoms deep - shall the wreck lie, ever