The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-02-11

got to say that the china and glass clos
cts were of mahogany built in the corners
OF the room and the ceiling was imported
from Paris, having been painted by a eel
eorated artist The table was round and
OF rich red mahogany. The white center
piece ana plate mats and bon bon ma
were the handsomest that ever any one
saw, being of sheer French linen lawn
heavily embroidered in cream colored
thread and trimmed with the finest hand
maze lace. The crest and coat-of-arms
was heavily and prominently embrsfdeged
on each piece. An artistic bank of red
American beauties was the center deco.a-
tlon. punches of lilies of the valley, tied
with red ribbon, was at each plate, the en-
tire services was of gold, even the table
plates. Covers were laid for twenty.
Each guest as she entered had to find the
seat assigned her by means of hand
painted card bearing something that sug-
gested her name
The other novelty occurred in the mid
die of the luncheon.
The three buffers passed silver platters
with white envelopes tied in red ribbon to
each guest with their names on the en-
Velopes. The hostess explained that she
had sent each note of acceptance, without
the name of the writer, to a celebrated
graphologist who had returned them with
the characteristics of the twenty women
told in full. 1t cost the hostess $40 for the
twenty letters. A costly and original
pleasure.
We hear and see a great deal of Mrs.
George Gould these days. If she was as
pushing and as bold as some of the wo-
men who are now firmly established in the
smart set, she would be a leader. 1t was
mn 10 in ho
neither Mr.. nor Mrs. George Gould had
been hidden to Mrs. Astor's bail, and the
names of many women who were promi-
nent there and who only two years ago
were unheard Of but such is the way of
New York society.
Mrs. Gould is beautiful, interesting and
refined, except in the matter of jewels,
she does wear too many of those when
she is zen grande tenue," both Mr.. Gould
and herself are fond of jewels. A friend
Of mine told me that she and her hus-
band were at a house party where the
Goulds were guests. Mrs. Gould carried
the gems she took with her to the coun-
try Ground in satchel made for that pur-
pose, never letting it get out of her sight
She wore one set in the morning, one at
lunch, one to afternoon tea and one to
dinner. The bag was always put under
the table at her feet. My friends hus-
band, being a great tease, discovered this
habit, and one night at dinner he reached
it with his foot and slipping the toe of
his shoe through the handle, raised it up
so he could reach it with his hand. When
the women rose to leave the men to their
cigars. she stopped quickly to get her
valuables. She turned very pale and gave
a startled cry, they were gone, every one
searched, but the earth had seemingly
opened and swallowed them, she was so
nervously alarmed that Mr.. NJ. gave them
to her. The pearls alone were valued at
over $500. coo.
One of the SWEETEST women In the FASH
ionable set told me yesterday that she had
stopped in all the Vanderbilt houses, but
she had never seen anything to equal the
luxury, comfort, and system of the Gould S
magnificent country home, Georgian Court
and she wondered how Mrs. Gould had
learnt so much in so short a timel
am sure her patronizing airs would amuse
the Goulds.
Did you ever notice what hideous faces
women make in the streets If their wells
become TOO tight, or wrinkled, or one
sided? They pucker up their mouths and
wriggle their noses and distort their Wis
ages in the most St. Vitus' dance man
ner Instead of taking their hands out
of their muffs and adjusting their face
covers, which they wear for adornment.
l saw a beautiful girl on Fifth avenue to-
day whose veil had slipped up, and she
was making the most frightful contor-
tons with her mouth to drag it down
again.
clever woman said to me this after
noon what a comfortable thing il is to
get into a new century, we will not live
to hear of the next fin de steele girls!
They have been cantering around in con-
versation and doing all manner of possible
and impossible things for the last few
years until the very sound of fin de steele
has become meaningless.
have just received an interesting letter
from an officer in the Philippines, dated
Dec %. What a time ii takes to hear
from our boys in those far-off islandsl
Ny correspondent had just returned from
a scouting expedition and states that
everywhere he went the former insurgents
were busying tillng their fields and were
pretty well pacifed They are very poor
around Murca; they have taken the oath
of allegiance and also elected their pres
idente of this village. The army are all
eloquent in their praise of Gen Lawton,
who had. by his resistless energy, in
spired the insurgents with a great respect
for his prowess, and the soldiers never
tire of telling about his superlative cour-
age.
on Christmas day, and tells of the undis-
guised delights of the officers on receipt
of their boxes from the thoughtful ones
at home.
In Chambers street the other day, as 1
came down the elevated steps, / saw an
unusual looking crowd standing around
new hand organ; the music it emitted
was rarely beautiful, but there was no
piano sound or the common street organ
noise to it. 1t was like a Cathedral or
gan operated by master hand. 1t was
playing "Consolation," one of Mendels-
sohn's Songs Without Words" The
style, the expression, the phrasing was
so true, you could almost see the organist
pulling out and putting in the stops No
one could pass it. Brokers, bankers, law
yers, clerks, typewrters, all Joined the
throng to enjoy 1t. 1t ceased for min
ute, then commenced the "Cavalleria Rus