The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1896-03-01

But, after all, and this is nv last quota
ton, the book of to-day gives hope. 1t
says: In the merciful scheme of nature
tnere are no plain women; there are
women who dress badly, women who are
Gull natured, women who take too much
medlclne, women who take too little food.
But given fresh air, exercise and the same
contented mind which foliOws-and,
ABOVE all, given large enough looking
glasses, there can be no excuse for women
not looking well and being attractive"
Speaking of women invariably suggests
man, by some queer law of opposites, or
Whatever you choose to call it, but any
now 1t does. For a long time the young
woman who appears on Broadway about
Lao Saturday afternoon, with a box of
sweets, her opera glasses and dressed in
her very pest suit of clothes has not been
altogether happy. She has not really had
a matinee young man. There, was no
doubt in her mind that John Drew was
getting old that is, old to girls who are
IL. and then at his best nobody ever &C
cused John Drew of being beauty. OF
course, there were many worshipers at
the shrine of Kelley, but the news started
and quickly got about that he was marble
hearted; that the matinee girl might
love him to the extent of v!olets,
even to scarfpins, but that he would
would prefer to buy his own violets
and his own. scarfpins. Mr.. Bellew had
great following, but the matinee girl who
adored him is now wife and a mother,
and has forgotten whether his first name
is pronounced in one syllable or whether
he is ANONYMOUSLY called "Curley." But
now, the one so eagerly longed Tor. SO
earnestly hoped for, SO often dreamed OF.
has come. He is far and away ahead of
Of "a
his voice is sweet but deep, and the M. Y.
w. says that it has such lovely effect on
her that she dreams of ''Lost Chords" and
organs ana angels every Saturday night.
He is handsome. Even elderly women,
who cannot be called NJ. Y. WIS do not
hesitate to say that, and some gushing
ones are quite willing to become mothers
to him. This greatness Chat involved In
being the Joy of the NJ. Y. W. has been
thrust upon the gentleman in question. |
do not know him, but l do know the M
Y. WIS and from their behavior l am
sure that the man for whom they
have beer looking so long, the modern
King Arthur, Launcelot and Prisoner OF
Zenda. all rolled into one, is here. He is
Mr.. James Hackett, who last year was the
delightful Australian gallant that led
Napoleon's wife into all sorts of trouble,
but who this year is playing the Prisoner
OF Zenda." and as girl who was eating
gumdrops said, Playing it so my heart
goes .thump, thump, thump, and [ am
afraid the strings of my stays are going to
break" That is one of the signs of win
ming the NJ. Y. w. TESTING aside, Mr..
Hackett is a young, handsome actor,
charming to look at, pleasant to listen to,
and who, hope, will be wise enough to
grow into his proper place, i e., become
the leading man OF the Lyceum Stock
Company. That is a great thing now
adays for an actor. Everybody from the
learned pig up to Sarah Bernhardt and
Mr.. Brodie stars; hence there is nothing
individual in it. But to be one who goes
to form perfect picture, one who in
grouping of good artists has his niche and
fits 1t perfectly-ah, that is something!
Speaking of the theater, a good many
women this winter have kicked in their
pretty way, and as only woman can who
wears No. L slipper with high heel,
against the expense of suppers.
A few years ago one could ask ones
friends to drop in after the theater, offer
them something hot from the chafing dish,
thing to drink that happened to be handy,
and the supper didn't cost much and
every body had a good time. Then the
nouveauX richie took possession of London
and New York, and counting everything
by dollars, announced that there could be
no hospitality without champagne. Try
to have eight people to supper and give
them enough good champagne to satisfy
them and see how much lighter your
purse is the next morning. Foolish
women, initiating those with more money
and even less brains than themselves, fur
nished good champagne In small quanti-