The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-02-28

haNlnS a seat in front, has long ago gone
out Of fashion, and the tiny little carriage
with room for two occupants, and every
thing that could be needed by them in its
proper place, is the acme of luxury on
wheels
As l said, I never wonder at a woman
economizing in gowns that she may keep
her carriage. My only regret is that car
rlages, or rather the keeping of them, re-
quire so much money. But what a con-
trast the carriage of to-day is as compared
with the heavy, unweldy coach of a CEN
fury ago! Take up your Thackeray, or
your Dickens, those illustrated by the men
VINO lived when they did, for l am one of
the people who wouldn't give a straw for
the new illustrations of my favorite
authors, and look at the carriage in which
Becky Sharp threw the dictionary at her
abhorred school mistress; hunt UP the
coach in which Mr.. Pidwick rode, and
compare them with the carriages of to-
day; yet they We're used not a century ago,
but within our own time.
l will tell youwhy l like the old editions
OF Thackaray and Dickens. The men
who illustrated them worked with the
authors, knew their ideas, understood the
people described, indeed, in many in
stances, met just such people. Conse-
quenty, they were specially fitted for the
work they did. But we of to-day-we can
enjoy 1t all; but we didn't know just what
life was at that time; we don't meet just
such people, and somehow the modern il
lustrator rs inclined to caricature the peo-
pie that Thackaray and Dickens made
awe instead of merely touching upon
their quaintneSS and making them human.
l am interested in this new edition of Rud-
yard klpling. because his people are the
people of to-day, and it is right and proper
that they should be drawn by an artist of
to-day | want to see what a clever art
ire bel
want to see how he will draw Lisbeth;
and am wondering Just what the pictures
of the Phantom Rickshaw' will be. It's
good that one can get these books by pay
ing little money at a time, otherwise you
and l and all those other people who have
not ducats galore would have to look at
the beautiful books, sigh, and pass them
by. Or else, do that which is a great deal
worse, so in debt for them.
It's pretty hard to want really desirable
things and not to be able to get them
You and don't get heart-sick for frock,
or any bit OF foolish finery. but we long
for beautiful books and good pictures and
fine music and pleasant surroundings and
the time TO enjoy them all. And too Of
ten we have to sigh and go without all
these good things. That's hard enough,
but there's something that's much harder,
and that is to see the intellectual good
things possessed by people who don't ap-
preciate them. There's Mr.. Golden
Guinea, whose library is filled with first
editions, whose gallery overflows with fine
pictures, and who takes no interest in
anything but the stock market. Because
1t was the proper thing, he let somebody
collect his books and pictures for him; he
bought the brains of a poorer man.
Then there is Mrs. Gay -and-Glitter. She
tells you that, having a box at the opera,
she must go, and yet she's sick and tired
of it. And she chatters and giggles when
the finest singers in the world are giving
voice TO the best music that was ever writ
ten; and you, who adore music, count
yourself fortunate if you can sit up in the
cheap seats and have the great joy of lis
tening once or twice during the season.
don't know where the wrong is. l don't
want MIR. Golden Gunea's money but L
should like TO look at his books and mis-
pictures Whenever 1 long to be happy. I
wouldn't give a picayune for Mrs Gay
and-Glitters social life, but l should like
TO be able to offer her opera. box once in a
while to a girl who truly enjoys music.
It's the strangest thing to me how little
rich people appreciate the pleasure of
giving. If you take (he trouble to inquire
you will find that it is not the immensely
rich who think out how other people shall
be made to enjoy themselves it is the peo-
pie who simply have enough to live upon
It's strange that the rich do not realize
what they miss. There is nothing half so
fine in life as to make somebody else
happy And it's good thing that, even
if the rest of us haven't so very much,
most of us do give a pleasure here and a
pleasure there and realize all the delight
of generosity. Did you ever try this de-
light? Now, if you are a little blase; if
you are tired of all your luXuries all your
enjoyments, share them with somebody.
You will then find that they will have a
new taste. Bah.