San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1897-03-07

with TWO exceptions. L returned t0
Louisville to resume my duties.
"One day a neighbor planned a high
tea and an afternoon reception.
was Il hidden guest. Then came Il
tremendous struggle with self. High
er Education or Society; which is the
lesser of two evils? To appear at this
function meant death to college hon
ors and ambition. l declined the invi-
tatiOn. Three days later l found my
self stationed at a point of vantage
commanding a view of our friends
home. l saw my girl associates and
men tiOcking thither to the festivities
l rebelled inwardly and protested out
wardly. Traditional instincts came to
the rescue and l walked into the
drawing room, where sat mamma and
papa, and announced my intentions
L don't wish to go to college, said
The thought of Bryn Mawr terrifies
me. am coming out this winterr
And she did
1T was the death knell to mamma S
hopes, but papa was rejOiced, for he
clings with great tenacity to his old
fashioned ideas, and says that Eliza
and | may never hope to be as bril-
liant or clever as is mama, and she
did not 90 to college, but she is his
ideal type of womanhOod. Let me
congratulate you, daughter. on your
decision said papa, and his kiss dis
PEELED all remorse"
Miss Castleman is a good dancer.
an accomplished musician, plays ten
mis- and golf equally well, and is a
fearless rider and driver. She never
appears to better advantage than
| when in the saddle. She is one of the
| dashing members of the riding club
| and is familiar with the pedigree of
all blOOded stock the world over. OF
her own bay mare, ''Marcella," she is
very proud, although her praise of the
handsome beast is modified.
'She is such a vicious dear" saws
this young equestrienne. Il adore her
satin coat all one even brown, Would
l bob her tail? Never would a Castle
man heap such an indignity upon a
horse-'
OF her social experiences in New
York Miss CaStleman had very little
to say.
Really" she said, Il did not know
that any especial honor had been con-
ferred upon me when Mr.. AstOr asked
me to be his partner in the grand
march. We were quite far back in
line. and he said: we will go forward.
Miss CaStleman.'
Il replied: Our position is excel
lent.
No, no, he demonstrated ours is
the third in line
so | found myself there located
when the march began"
And more than that she would not
say upon this interesting subject.
What are my favOrite flowers? Hy-
acinths, white ones" she said in reply
to a question. Il love their delicate
perfume and their fragile beauty. The
tender green of their stems appeals
to n fancy of mine for combination
of these two COlOrs.
AS for dress, if that interests YOU,
wear black or white almost inyari-
ably, but l am partial to yellow in it's
myriad pleasing tones and effective
ness"
The Castlemans are social leaders of
the first rank. Their home is the rem
devious for the elite of Louisville.
They entertain magnificently and on
a lavish scale. So great is their hOspi-
tally that they have not Outlived the
custom of dining off n round table, so
that there will always be room for one
mOre-gueSt.
The house, a three-Story granite
structure on Fourth avenue. sits well
in the middle of spacious grounds sur
rounded by great spreading oaks.
Once beyond the tagged walk you as
cend low. broad steps, an instant in
the vestibule anOther,and you are urg-
ed to enter by George, the second
son of masters body servant before
the war
The drawing rooms extend the
length of the house. Their furnishings
and interior decorations bespeak the
refinement. taste and culture of the
inmates. Woodland scenes by Carl
Brenner. Joshua Reynolds, portraits
of ancestral beutieS and a gallery of |
choice bits of landscape, interspersed |
by paintings with history. trans |
form the modern rooms into a hall of |
antique SplendOr.
1t is not strange that he people of |
her home state love as they do this |
dazzling woman, who has brought |
such an honor to it, Her sweetness |
of temper has made a friend of every |
acquaintance. 1t was a joint inherit |
ance from father and mother
When the male head of the house
of AstOr offered his arm to the most |
beautiful woman in or out of Ken
lucky and led her away to the grand
the old beaten south had won
a glorious victOry-and taken it with
queenly mOdesty, as it always did de-
feat with equanimity. In less state
ly assemblage the band would have
played Dixie" and not soul would
have demurred.
The people who watched Miss Cas-
tleman's reception of the honor which
was so neatly prOffered her are peO-
pie who see and think. They read in
small actions whole stories which
spectators less schOOled and skilled
would be eternally blind to. In the
bow and the smile with which she
took up her proud station they dis
cerned great graciOusness, but by the
ease with which she bore il off they |