The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-06-28

Tribune, as the false pride which attempts
style of living beyond the means of the
individual whose only incentive thereto
IS that others in her set do thus and so,
and, therefore, it is incumbent upon her
10 Go likewise. To strive 10 keep up to a
certain standard, without the means to
DO so comfortably or successfully, Is of
all things most wearing and dispiriting.
Many woman at the end of the season
asks herself what it is all worth, and
thinks how foolish she has been to waste
time, energy and money to gain the favor
of certain people who have so much them
selves that they count for nothing the
efforts made to please them, and consider
that they are comforting a favor by ac-
cepting invitations.
ct, despite her experience of the vanity
and hollow sham Of it all, the chances
are ten to one that such a woman will
begin her poor, pitiful worldly campaign
the next season with renewed vigor. and
that she will again sacrifice herself and
family to this Moloch of modern society
called Public Opinion. If these poor, hard
working, weary denizens of Vanity Fair
only realized that such striving is not only
fruttless, but derogatory, that the very
people whose acquaintance and friendship
they are most anxious to secure would
ike and respect them far more if they
were simple and honest and hospitable
according to their means, 1t would save
them no end of trouble and discourage
ment.
I'VE dined at Mrs. AS the other even
ing" said the sensible wife of one of our
multi-millionaires, land enjoyed 1t so
much. She lives in a tiny apartment and
has only two maids and she gave US the
simplest little dinner. but so good, and
such a relief after the elaborate affairs
one generally has to sit through. Just
SOUP hsh, filet of beef, an entree and a
sweet, everything in such excellent taste,
and only eight at table, but just the peo-
PIE one wanted to see. DO ask me again
my husband said to her as we We're leav-
ing nave not enjoyed myself so much
this winter'-and he really meant it. We
took dinner with some one else. who shall
be nameless, a couple Of evenings after
ward. such a uresome experience as it
was! The dinner was poor and yet very
elaborate and everything was on a scale
too big for the house. What a mistake
those people make, / said as we were
driving home, and how anxious and fag-
ged Mrs. - lookedr I EXPECT thew are
living beyond their MEANS was my hus-
bands man-lilSe conclusion. - came to
me the other day to get me to go into
some new enterprise in which he is inter-
ested, but 1 guess I'll keep out of it, -
How tired and discontented Mrs Clvn1-
Der looks" remarked one of her acouaint-
ances, and yet she has made a success
OF II this winter, every one says
she has bought her victory too dear"
answered some one who was present. "She
mas spent more than she can afford She
has offended her old friends and what has
she gained? federation only from the set
she has set her heart upon belonging to.
No wonder that she finds the apples 6f
Sodom dust and ashes-yet she win CON
tinue to reach after them with the same
eagerness next season.
She was a society woman. youthful. o.
ngure, pink and white of face and silver
as TO hair; and this Is what she said;
My real youth didn't begin until T
was over 45. Not until my children were
grown and able to care for Themselves
and until money matters were placed with
US on nrm basis, which needed no
plnchlng and worrying about. And that
with most people, as with US, comes
after the first flush Of youth is past.
CHILDHOOD and girlhood are sweet and
tender things, but they are not as a gem
eFal thipg the happiest times, because the
minds Of the young, being unframed and
undeyeloped, are apt to make misery for
themselves from trifes and petty trials
which a developed woman would la1Iob
at. NO, indeed, the poetasters can sing
ana rhyme all they want about the LOST
delights Of their lost youth. Give me
the youth which comes after 40 or 45''
When We Are Parted
When we are parted let me lie
IN some far corner of thy heart
Silent and from the world apart,
Like forgotten melody;
Forgotten of the world beside
Cherished by one, and one alone
For some loved memory of its own;
so let me in thy heart abide
When we are parted.
When we are parted, keep for me
The sacred stiffness of the night:
That hour, sweet love, is mine by right.
Let others claim the day of theei
The cold world sleeping at our feet,
Ny spirit shall discourse with thine
Mlen stars uDOu thV niiiOW shine
At thy hearts door I stand and beat
Though we are parted.
Hamilton Adie in the Home Magazine.
Queen Henriette of Belgium. by birth
an Austrian archduchess, continues saws
the New York Advertiser in spite If
her snow-white hair and rank as a
grandmother, to occupy her time with
circus-riding. A year ago she gave in
me riding sehoo! of the royal palace at
Brussels a semi-public performance in
which she and her daughter Clementiue
put their horses through all kinds of
fancy PAGES and trick riding with the
skin Of professionals. They leaped their
horses through burning hoops and over
flaming hedges, and her majesty jumped
pet horse over a dinner table covered
with flowers and lighted Candida bra. Then
she Grove a team of tweuty-in-hand her
III T-ounted on her favcrite mare The
queen - a wonderfully clever coniurer
too, having been Instructed bv the great
magic professor, Hermann now dead
The widowed Comtesse de Paris so as
ton.Shlnsy masculine IN, all her tastes
and manners, shares with her son-in-law
the King of Portugal, a passion for bull,
fighting, and on her estate in Seville She
enjoys organizing bun fights She
herself armed with lance
taking the part of plea
dor. Her son-in-law, King Carlos, is as
skllful and courageous torrero as she
is a picador, and in the presence of his
,. court has laid low many a bull. While
the Comtesse de Paris tickles the bulls
on horseback, the king daringly assails
%lnT1 foot He is not the first KIM
Portugal to achieve fame as bull