The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-02-25

our ways" returned the society woman.
I Ianguidly. IA would kill Mrs. NeWcomb's
chances and ostraoise me socially if such
a thing were suspected butt will con-
sdkr,' and, putting down her cup. she
rose and, saunterng around he studio
she began talking appreciativeiy about
the curios that her friend had collected
Nothing more was said, and few mo-
ments afterward she left
, week later there came a dispatch to
MISS Smith, the artlst, from Washington.
would Mrs. Newcomb care to join me
here for week or two?" Reading be-
tween the lines, Miss Smith mad an inter
view with her client. arranged sunday
matters upon business foundation, and
IN the name of the latter wired an ac-
ceptance Of the invitation. 1t was at
washington the two women. apparently
quite by chance, were thrown into each
othef society. How they proved con
genial and what charming dinners they
gave together to he diplomatic set is well
knoWn- The following summer Mrs
! NeWcombs cottage at Newport became
the rendezvous for foreigners Of distinc-
ton.
That woman is exceedingly clever"
commented a well kr own society leader:
she does not force herself upon us she
'mp.y surrounds herself with desirable
ne ople and awaits the result OF course,
as Lady -- is stopping with her ] shall
cau Later on wine h Mrs. x, her man
ager. as she might be called. arrived TO
make Mrs. NeWcomb visit. her advent
excited no comment or surprise but her
friends a vailed themeelves of the excus.
ia euterfa aud be entertained by her
hostess IN @ successive steps were easy
tact and mo ney PROV ed irresistible and
Mrs Newconl pos1p on in society is now
impregnabie-
''Isn'r il nice hat .Minna X. came into
thar Legacv' ren1aTks ! one of her friends
recently. Il vas told she was frightfully
hard up and now sd is quite comfort
able"
1T was fortur 'ate, indeed" said Miss
Smith. the artist 90 whom the remark
had been addressed
People do not beSiil to realize how
much debutante hNs} to contend with
remarked a bud of thu sseason plaintvely,
to the New York Trib " 'e writer. I'm the
first place, we are all { f. us perfectly con-
scious at every dance II at we are under
fire. as if We're and th at the number of
our partners our gener al deneanor and
the way we are gowned are all matters
Of discussion among our elders. You may
imagine that this knowled &c does not add
to our happiness. 1t may seem a small
matter to outsiders but tn tatal verdict
of disapproval written on the counter
auees of our critics spoils many feast
for US. We should be so hap W in the fun
of being young and gay If nothing were
expected Does it not seem Il ~ hard that
we should have all this stra n and anx-
iety, that quite SPOTS our ant tcipation of
every dance and makes us so miscrably
self-conscious when we get the. e?
There are lots Of minor ma tel s, too,
that are annoying; pin pricks, perhaps,
but none the less uncomfortable We are
suddenly plunged into the world, and we
know nothing of the various shi D boleths
that pass current. We see strani pe faces
on every side, and are continual ~ max
ing mistakes. Who is that queer looking
woman with the mop CT yellow hair" 1
asked the man who took me in to dinner
the other evening That is my ife,' he
replied, and of course. / COLLAPSE ID, but
how could / be expected TO know!
Ibid you enjoy Mrs. MS dance ask
ed one of mammals friends the otht T day.
q 4 think / would have Rad a good time,
1 answered, but the greatest bore asked /
me for the cotillon, and / had to lance I
with him, although man that I pal 'ticu-
larly liked asked me afterward.
"I am sorry my son put you to
such Inconvenience she answered ieil Y;
he told me he danced with you
Now, how can we avoid such Ditfa lis
If we have not been told Of people re la
tionships? Every girl l know has flad
some such experience, and thought th ere
ought to be some way Of posting us be-
forehand. We are too handicapped & Ito
gether, and l think something ough [ to
be done to make things easier for u.s."
Il snail never forget my first less son in
hotel manners" says a woman to tn New
York Times. Il was quite a youn gill
and my life had not included sta! ing "a
hotels, until | went to spend fe " days
with a friend of my own age, v no had
travelled a great deaf, and whost family
life was spent largely in hotels. We had
entered the big hotel dining rooIn with a
digniied functionary bowling at the door,
but. as l had never seen him before, it
never occurred to me that should notice
him.
80 Why said my friend. in shocked
tones as we passed on. you didn't bow
to him. You must always bow TO the
head waiter.
Il have never been into a hotel dinins
room since. I think, without remember
ing that remark as 1 bow to the head
waiter"
The Matinee Girl Of che New York ORA
matte Mirror makes one laugh very often
and then, just 10 perversely iissuade her
readers of her capabilities for humor, in
spires a tear now and then, has to say
about the gospel of cheerful understand
ing in a recent issue of Mr.. Fisks paper
Il know a lille girs-wit.h "a curl-and
a nice httle flat-and a position in stock
company here in town who ought 90 be
the hapDiest mortal on this earth.
But she isn't. She makes herself I'M
happy longing for thngs-eVerything she
! hasn't got she thinks is the most desir-
/ able 20 have If you gave her the Wal
/ dorf she'd cry for the Holland House.
That's the kind of a gir1 size is. She is
not satisfied with her profess ion, her looks,
/ her clothes iher Observation-Disclosures
| seems to be quite up to abe mark / tell
/ her it's her liver
81 called in 10 see her 7le other after
| noon 1t was one OF those dismal days,
/ rainy and cod and mErky. You know the
/ knd2 ] knew she'd be in dandy humor.
Her little parlor was as eozy as a
! Lyceum stage sitting. Tl3cre were VIC
| hets from the night before, and roses and
| books and an open fire ana a canary and
a boz. Of candy and tea kettle What
more could a girl want?
"She stood looking out on the street.