The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-01-09

| to business cannot be admitted to the sew
enty-ftVe; nor can mothers or housewives
who indulge in the overseeing of anything
TO Vuigarly ordinary rs domestic affairs.
A horrible example is made of Abram :.
Hewitt and his wife; they are unequivoca-
| bly, excluded, while their son and his wife,
Mr. and Mrs. Cooper Hewitt, are received
with polite acclamations of JOY. Following
| Is a list of the seventy-fve elect: Mr.. and
Mrs. A. Lanfear Norrie, Mr.. and Mrs.
Hermann Oelrichs, Mr. and Mrs. Almeric
Hugh Paget, Winthrop Rutherford, Mr..
and Mrs. Whitelaw Reid, Mr.. and Mrs.
| George L. Rives, Mr.. and Mrs. Stuyvesant
| Fish, Mr.. and Mrs. w. Douglass Sloane,
| Miss Emily Vanderbilt Sloane, Mr.. and
| Mrs. Victor Sorchan, Lispenard Stewart,
| Mr.. and Mrs w. Watts Sherman, Mr.. and
| Mrs. c. Albert Stevens Mr. and Mrs. Ed
mund l., Baylies, w. K. Vanderbilt Mr..
and Mrs. Cornelius Vanderbilt Creighton
| Webb, Worthington Whitehouse, r. T.
Wilson, Jr Mr. and Mrs. Henry Payne
Whitney, Mr.. and Mrs. Orme Wilson, Mr..
| and Mrs. Edgerton L. Winthrop Mr.. and
| Mrs. Ogden Mills, Mr.. and Mrs. Henry
Sloane Mr.. and Mrs. John Jacob Aston,
| Mr.. and Mrs. Frederick II. Allen, Mr.. and
| Mrs. August Belmont, Perry Belmont
| Mrs. Burke Roche. Mr.. and Mrs. James A.
| Burden, Jr., Frederick o. Beach, Miss
| Elsa Bronson Hamilton Wilkes Cary, Mr..
| and Mrs. Elisha Dyer, Jr, Miss Katherine
Duer, Mr. and Mrs. Duncan Elliott. Ralph
N. Ellis Langdon Erving, Mr.. and Mrs.
George Beach de Forest Miss Virginia
Fair, the two Misses Gerry, James W.
| Gerard Jr Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Harri-
man, Jr.. MIR. and Mrs. Cooper Hewitt,
| Goold Hoyt Mr.. and Mrs. Richard Mortl-
mer, Alfonso de Navarro.
Goodby-
| XNo COW ~ for an hOI1r Or for
We say it smiling, say it choked with
tears;
We say it coldly, say it with a kiss,
| And vet we have no other word than this
Goodby
We have no dearer word for our hearts
friend,
For him who journeys to the worlds far
end,
And sears our soul with going; thus we
AS unto him who steps but DER the way
Goodby
Alike to those we love and those we hate
We say no more in parting; at life's gate,
| To him who passes out beyond earth's
sight
We cry as to the wanderer for a night
Goodby.
Sent by Mrs. G. C. stebbins of Brooklyn,
N. Y.
The gray-haired stranger, says the Cleve-
| land PlainDealer, bent over the desk.
"Are you the society editor?" he ques-
| toned
q am the IDENTICAL" said the fippant
| young man.
Are you the person who wrote up the
account of the Mum reception?"
Vest. Anything wrong about it?"
That's what l want to find out Look
here. You notice that in speaking of my
daughter you use this paragraph She
swept about the room with an inherited
grace that caught every eye Now what
was your purpose in writing that?"
why 1t struck me as a frst-class
chance for a neat compliment to her~es-
teemed PARENTS that's ALL
"Sure you didn't mean to insinuate that
her father laid the foundation OF his for
tune by peddling brooms?"
Certainly not"
Because 1 did, you know"
81 didn't know it,
Then that's all right Good night"
The stranger turned in the doorway.
Speaking of brooms. The said, will you
join me in little whisk?"
And they went down the stairs together.
eff any one wishes to see lot of ugly
women" says a masculine critic, to the
| New York Tribune. "let him walk on
| Fourteenth or Twenty-third street the
| week before Christina | had no idea
| there were so many rights in New York.
IL must be that modern shopping has a
distinctly malign influence over the femin-
| inc physiognomy. 1t is like the magic
| blight produced by the wicked witch in
! the fairy tale, who, by a wave of her
wand, distorts the countenances of her
| victims and changes them into ugly old
hays In walking from Fifth avenue to
| Sixth avenue the other day an ATTEMPT
| W do 10 Nfoly
woman. Not one was met with, but every
one certainly looked painfully ugly and
the incongruity of tie elaborate pieces
of millinery perched above their puckere1
faces was irresisubly funny. Every kind
OF expression, typical of trouble was to
be seen-anXiety, worry. grim determina-
ton, endurance, WEAKNESS, disgust-overv-
thing, in short. rather than what wonld
seem appropriate TO the season. The good
humor, kindness and pleasure in giving
that beauufy even plan faces were lack
ing in every case"
There was no harm i'm 1t. "He" had
admired herslong before she had married
John, and If John wasn't so jealous-be-
sides, 1t was just a little lunch At any
rate, says Clara Belle in a New York
letter to the Cincinnati Enquirer she was
there and she Didn't mean to turn back.
There" was the NJ. hotel, where Mrs
on her nose. Soon she stood at that lttle
rail, looking down 10 the dining room.
''He" was going to so in first and order
lunch and now she peeped down from
behind the palms and wondered if "any
one would be there No one was likely
to be there at that time of day anyhow
and even If any one was, what would
be the difference. But great Scott! there
was John! What on earth could have
come over him to be lunching at the Man
haitian when he ought to be down a the
Office. Maybe some uptown client. but
suppose he should see "him!" He surely
would have sense enough to keep still
but really she felt quite faint. She drew
| back from the palms, though no one could
see her from downstairs. and ran plump
into some one who gasped: why, Mrs
Flutter!
1t was little Anabella Prue who was
| quite pink and who all of sudden went
| quite white, but Mrs. Flutter was too
! scared on her own account to notice any
thing How do you do?" she said what
are you doing here?' Not that she cared,
but she felt she must say something q
l just came up TO put powder on my
| nose IL often come i'm here, it's so
quiet" returned Annabella. A brilliant
idea came into Mrs. Flutters head.
Have you had lunch?" she inquired, and