The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-09-26

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| the wife Of paDa's western partner, Mr..
| x, saying that she and her daughter
! are in London for the season. and, of
| course she will expect me TO be their
! sponsor. 1t is too dreadful. The mother
| is an essentially vulgar little woman, and
the daughter. although 1 must admit she
| is uncOmmonly good-Iooking, is one of the
| most extreme types of Daisy Millerism
| that L have ever seen. 1 only met her
| once. but 1 will never forget her!"
| why my dear, you must have a treas
ure," exclaimed her husband Il really
congratulate you To launch a girl like
| that win be equal to securing the services
| of a Diva. Let US have her at dinner to-
night. Lady Betty NOrclair has given
| out YOU say, and she can fill her place. L
| prophesy you will find her distinctly a
winning card if she is as bad as you say,
and handsome besides"
So the note was sent and Miss Amelia
| X signitied her acceptance. The hour
! arrived, the guests were assembled, but
no Miss Amelia After a wait of quar-
| ter of an hour dinner was announced, and
| the guests took their seats, a vacant chair
| at the head of the table indicating the
| place which had been assigned TO the
missing beauty. At the second course a
little commotion in the ante-room was
heard, the curtain was lifted by a foot
man, and without the least embarrass-
ment the girl sailed in. Il am so sorry
to be late to supper" she said placidly to
Lady B, who rose to receive her. 'Oh,
is that my seat!" espying the vacant
place. Don't move" this TO the men
about her who had sprang to their feet
Il am all right" and she calmly walked
down to the end of the table, settled her
self comfortably, and was soon engaged in
an animated conversation with the young
man who was to have taken her in. She
| became for a few minutes the object of
every ones attention and curiosity. Sir
| Henry glanced across to his wife and soft
ly clapped his hands "BraVo!" he ex-
! claimed. 1T couldn't be better. My
dear, l congratulate you you have a rara
avis"
After dinner, when the women were in
the drawing-roOm, the girl, nothing
abashed, came up to her hostess. "Who
is that little chap l sat next to-" she
asked in her high-pitched, strong young
voice while the Englishwomen all looked
| up amazed. THAT was Lord Algy Beau
champs, answered her countrywoman,
who failed miserably to enjoy the humor
| of the situation, despite her husbands
| prognOstications. "A lordr' exclaimed
the other. How nice! See here" and
she showed a rough gold ring, in which
several jewels were imbedded, which was
! displayed conspicuously on her ungloved
! hand, I'VE exchanged rings. And he is
going to take me out on his coach to-mor-
row. He said he won't ask you to mat
ronize a party"
Lady b gasped. Truly Harry was
wiser in his generation than l." she muir
INJURED to herself. And, as subsequent
events proved, she was right. Miss X
Z became the reigning beauty par excel
lcnce Men crowded around her wher-
ever she went. Women skillfully con
sealed their jealousy and asked her to
their houses. II. r. II. paid her especial
attention, and, in short she was the rage,
while Lady b, as her especial friend,
came in for a large share of the fun-all
going to prove that it is not in her own
country alone that the American belle has
| honor.
One is Mrs John Smith. the other is
Mrs. Mary Smith, says the New York
Times The former is rapidly becoming
an extinct genus. In a few decades. per-
haps. as some social scientists tell us, the
places that have known her so long will
7 know her no more forever, and in her
stead We have Mrs. Mary Smith a Great
ure so different from Mrs. John Smith
/ that it is hard to believe that both were
( women who belonged to the same race
I and lived in the same century. So nearly
/ gone is the former Mrs. Smith that one
/ unconsciously speaks OF her in the past
/ tense.
Mrs. John Smith was usually a sad
( eyed, subdued woman whose life meant a
/ degree of toll and self-abnegation that
made her pale, cOlorless shadow of what
she might have been. She worked early
I and late, grew old before her time and
I found in her children and grandchildren
/ a sort Of vicarious happiness that scarce
( ~ took the place of the real happiness
I she expected when she stood up before the
/ minister and promised to be John Smiths
/ wife.
Mrs. Mary Smith, on the other hand, is
/ cheerful, somewhat aggressive sort of
| personality, who combines a proper re-
/ gard for others with an equally proper re-
j gard for herself. Strangers tell her she
! looks as young as her married daughter
and John Smith often declares she grows
I prettier every year Of her life. She loves
! her children but she has too, an exist
ence quite apart from them, and enjoys
4 all the luxury of living that belongs now
adays to a thoroughly ind.vidualized wo-
man.
Mrs. John Smiths recreation consisted
/ in going to church on Sundays to prayer
] meetings on Wednesday nights, and to
the Sewing Society Friday afternoons.
/ Once or twice a year, at Christmas or
! Thanksgiving, she had all of Johns folks
/ and her own to dinner, and once or twice
/ year the minister and his wife would
come to tea. Mrs. Mary Smith is not in
different TO the claims of the church. but
/ between the Sundays of life she slows
/ away a wholesome amount of concerts
and calls and plays and operas that keep
/ her in touch with music, art, and society,
and when she entertains, it is a pleasure
and not stern, back-breaking duty, as
! in The olden time.
Mrs. John Smith was very economical
woman. She darned and patched and
! planned and contrived and made things
over, and wore old dresses and bonnets in
a pathetic defiance of fashion. Now and
| then in some dire extremity of personal
need she would summon up courage to
ask John for "a little money" and if John
happened to be a cross ill-tempered brute
| she bore his growls at her extravaganza
/ with the divine patience that was the
| badge of womanhood in that day. Mrs.
| Mary Smith is not Unlearned ia domestic
economy-to say nothing of social and DO
/ ltical economy. She understands the
fine art of putting a new seat in little
| Johnny's trousers and closing with fine
needlework the holes in big Johns socks.
! But she believes there is such a thing as
| economy of eyesight, nerve power, and
/ precious time, and knows that she is of
| far more importance to John and the chill
! dren than a lot of old clothes. She gives
the old garments to some one to whom