The times., 1898-12-11

field. and he had fully twenty people try
ing their skill al making noses while the
play was in rehearsal. As none of them
were satisfactory he set to work himself
and soon produced nose that suited
him. 1t is very simply made, being mere
ly lump OF wax moulded TO the proper
shape and covered with the finest 81
courtplaster. which extends beyond the
wax about an inch all the way d.
When the nose is put on this loose flap
OF plaster is securely fastened to the ac-
tors face with gum. and then both nose
and face are made-up together.
Though the secret of the plays success
doubtless lies in its merit solely. count
ed eleven rabbit feet upon the actors
dressing table. He is very fastidious
about the little things Of the toilet and
wears stockings which cost s. Fair,
but he does not use siiver-backed mirrors.
combs and brushes. These necessary ar
ticles are all OF plain white cel,u,oid and
look as II they might have seen long se--
vice.
MIR. Mansfield's valet is very much at
tached TO him. and while the master
was on the stage during the first act, the
man displayed with pardonabh pride
those IS stockings and the silk-lined
trousers which Cyrano wears when he
goes to meet Roxane in the pastry oook's
shop at o'clock in the morning. This
functionary has TO keep in curl the
plumes of Cyrano's four hats. TO keep
the buttons on his clothes and dress h m
for each act
In the dressing room of Cyrano de Ber-
gerac there are none of the eTeminate
luxuries which are supposed 10 be as
the breath of life to handsome actors:
but Mr. Mansfield is an artist rather
f1,a, laI ~.
ter for the plainness of his surroundings,
though the dressing gown i'll pink and
brown stripes which nung on the wall
would jar somewhat on any eye sensitive
to color.
Every night and at the Saturday matt
nee the theater is packed from orchestra
to dome, and IL is necessary to buy tick
cts for any performance week or more
ahead of time
Holiday shopping has now begun in
earnest, and there are crowds of people
in the stores every afternoon. Wealthy
ladies of the Vanderbilt and Astor clique
are no longer obliged to muisle with the
mass of struggling humanity in the big
stores in order to buy Christmas pres
ents for their friends
The custom of boudoir shipping. which
came directly from Paris. is becoming
more popular in New York every day,
ana lUStedu Ol MTS. dIutEDlit OTusTilS
her carriage and going to the stores. the
stores now come to her. A clerk of more
or less polished exterior whose manners
are certain not to offend the iastidious
society woman, is chosen by the store
management. Then a cab is ordered and
half filed with pretty things suitable for
Christmas presents. Silver toilet arti-
cles. dainty things in gold enamel for the
writing desk. rich lace handkerchiefs
III I'LL.
are now so fashionable. unique jewel
boxes, fans and tiny watches. are few
of the things which are spread out be-
fore my lady in her boudoir Some.i times
she is in humor to be pleased with ev-
erything. and orders half the articles be-
fore her. but sometimes she Is indifferent,
and listlessly plays with her dog. while
the clerk, selected for his polished man
ners, .vainly strives to interest her in the
trinkets which elong association with
pretty things has rendered valueless in
her eyes.
How different all this is from the
Christmas shopping of the poor woman.
Yesterday in big store in Grand Street
where many of the poor people of the
East side buy their Christmas presents,
saw an Irish woman with ragged skirt,
and bare, cold-looking fingers gazing,
with longing eyes, at a lot of cheap jew
elTN ulSpldyeu upOn tilc COQuicI apuNt
was placard reading, Diamond neck
laces, only twenty-nine cents" She con-
fded to the salesgirl that she wanted the
necklace to give to her daughter Biddy to
wear to the Christmas ball, where she
was going with Mike, her "stiddy COM
pany." She poured the contents of her
ragged pocketbook upon the counter
There was piece of chewing gun,
dime, a buttonhook. a five-cent piece, a
bit of twine string and eight pennies-23
cents in ALL With a sigh she put the
things back in the pocket book and turned
away. and Bfddy will have to go to the
ball without diamond necklace unless
her mother raises six more cents between
now and Christmas.
At my other elbow was a woman In a
shawl, carrying a heavy baby on one arm,
while another child not much older hung
on to her skirts. He was bawling at the
top of his lungs, for the crowd jostled
him terribly, when his mother opened
her reticule, took out a gray and ancient
looking marshmallow and gave 1t to him,
| saying: Here. take that and shut your
| mouth!"s The youngster grabbed the can
dy and soon besmeared himself after the
fashion OF his kind.
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