The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-03-22

pocket Venus in semi-brown shades Rut
Mattie Ouid- / cannot remember the col
or OF her hair. ] think it was fair. Nor
fan fan describe her eyes; they looked so
nus IN reVerential admiration. and never
saw what shade they We're But there was
aaiat 1eautlIul ngure, and, best of all, there
Mas tnat wonderful wit. Do you remem-
per Mhen the three beauties were al the
Clu Nhlte, and ten of their adorers gave
t theIh wonderful supper? First one and
men dhOther of The ladies was asked 10
eve toast Each declined. ONLY Matte
Oulu was equal to the occasion. Quickly
S.LdsPiihS the tiny white slipper of Lizzie
CabeH, she nlled il to the brim with
champagne, and turning to Mary Triplet
she SAID; Here's to youth, beauty and wit
-they make Triplet.' At another time
When was dining with her father she
Was being wooed by Nat Schoolcraft and
young lawyer named Campbell. We
were quite large party, and some sug-
SSs'1u mat Miss Matte give a toast.
one held up her glass, in which glittered
me imprisoned laughter of the peasants
OF France, and she said: Here's to the
lows a camel
Then remember her marriage to Nat
ochoolcraft; her going abroad and her
coming home. Mr.. Schoolcraft had won
uerIuliy beautiful bachelor apartments
over his stable, and while they were wait
ing Tor their house to be finished he and
ms VIE occupied these rooms. The child
they had hoped for came and came un-
expectedly, but, with her baby on her
arm and with death staring her in the
race, the beauty and the wit asked her
doctor. Who is my baby like, since he is
born in stable?' Death respected neith-
er beauty nor wit.
All Richmond was at her funeral. and
the grave in which this beautiful woman
was laid had been lined with the flowers
she had loved-the daisies. At her grave
that day no hymn was heard, but four
men whose beautiful voices she had APP
preciated stood there and sang Under the
Daisies Every year when l go home
on Memorial day, i walk over to Matte
Guilds grave. And it is covered with bou-
quets OF daisies. Nothing else. 1t seems
TO me fine, my dear when a city can take
a pride-no, this was not just city, it
was the whole south, in one woman be-
cause OF her beauty and her wit. The
other two? They did as all good south
wives.
Beautiful Mary Triplet, like her rival,
sleeps in the grave in the beautiful Gods
Acre close to the river. But who can
think OF her and not remember the duel
that was fought about her? She had
lawyer; the engagement was broken, but
one night at dance she was placed OPP
posite to him, and she either had to dance
with him, or make scene. Being we'll
bred woman, she did the former. A few
days after, short poem appeared in one
OF the papers. 1t began in this way:
when Mary's queenly form 1 press,
In Strauss latest waltz;
l would well her lips caress,
Although these lips be false
There were a couple of more verses in
the same offensive strain which L have
forgotten. The effusion was discussed at
the smart club with great ardor. and men
limited that the lover who had been reject
ed was the author of it. A Mr.. Mordecai,
one of the Oldest families in Richmond
said that any man who would write such
thing and publish it was a coward and
scoundrel. In a few days, what he had
reached IL af
once wrote him note, in which he told
that he was the author of the poem, but
that he had not intended it to reflect in
an unpleasant way on Miss Triplet, and
he demanded an apology. No apology
was sent. A few days later, when the
men met in the clubhouse the rejected low
er brought up the question again with this
resu1t-he was knocked down and so badly
hit that he was confined to his room for
several days, Common rumor for you
may be sure that there was much gossip
said that the mother of the rejected one
told him that if he could find no one else
to carry his challenge to Mr.. Mordecai,
that she would. But there was no trou-
BILE about a messenger. The duel was
arranged. At the first shot, both men
missed. Each was asked if he wished
another shot. Each said Yes" At the
second shot both men fell, the rejected
one with a ball in his hip, and Mr.. Nor
decai with a ball in his stomach. They
were taken to their homes and few days
after the duel Mary Triplet's defender
died. There was some sort of trial,
Aand the rejected one was fined a small
sum of money. and allowed to go free. 1
think this is the last case of duel being
fought for beauty, but, as 1 tell you,
my dear, we have no beauties nowadays.
I'VE have beautiful women and fascin-
ating women, but no women who are suf-
ficiently marvellous to stand out from all
Others and to be the toast of the town,
and the pride of the country. Other
times; other manners. The colonel
gave deep sigh, and L felt that I must
rouse him up, so asked, What you say
DC tr1Tn hf4f WI arxr xnyOT,
are greatly troubled about good and bad
luck. Now, colonel, tell me all you know
about the lucky months?" And he said:
MY ole nanny always told me that
girl born in January would be a
prudent housewife, given to melancholy,
but good-tempered. She who appeared in
February would be a humane and affec-
tomato wife and a tender mother. She
of March, frivolous chatterbox. some
what given to quarreling. That the lady
born in April would be inconstant, not
very intelligent, but likely to be good
looking. She who comes in May would
be handsome, amiable, and certain to
would be impetuous, frivolous, but likely
to marry early. The lady of July, only
passably handsome, and with a decidedly
sulky. temper. She of August, amiable,
practical, and certain to marry rich. OF
September, discreet, affable, and much
liked. The lady of October-is that your
suffer much unhappiness in her early
youth, but possess much glory. Novem-
ber's lady would be liberal, kind, but in
discreet, while the December days would
bring a lady well proportional, fond of
novelty, and extravagant."
"Thank you, colonel" said I; IT was
born in September"
Then we both laughed, and I added,
''Well, / know some things; / know that
IL the palm of your hand itches, you are
going to get money if it is in the left, and
going to shake hands with stranger if
ii is the right. If your nose itches you
are going to meet a fool, or kiss a stran-
ger. If you walk under a ladder, the gen.
tleman in black, commonly known as
satan will be waiting on the other side
for YOU. If you dream of a white horse
there is going to be death in the family.
If YOU meet yellow dog, you are going
10 have a blonde husband. If you see a
hairpin on the floor. you are going to get
a letter"
lieve in these things, do your"
l nodded like a Chinese mandarin, and
answered, well, not altogether, but
but, STILL" said the colonel, II carry a