The daily morning journal and courier., 1901-09-03
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| It peoples 1lSelI WlIn new guests, WHO
 arrive by bands, like the seabirds, and 1 alight one fine morning on the poor l languishing city, preparing to fall
 asleep until the autumn. Curious thing, in day they have installed themselves | here as if they were at home; they 1 have shaken our torpor in awakening our curiosity, and immediately the i Parisian scene is transformed, breath !. of life and gayety reanimates it. The I footlights flash out, and In this end- of-the-season decoration, which is just
 a little faded, new spectacle offers itself to our eyes.
 And what a spectacle! Amusing, pie turesque, instructive, of delicious and
 piquant psychology, it seduces some- times it impassions like romance of
 Balzac. Even better; one imagines
 himself en voyage even before set ting out.
 Enter, for example, at the hour or
 the tea in one of these Sumptuous
 halls which ornament our great ho-
 tels. The picture is charming; host
 of fresh and laughing young girls, a
 host of blond and beardless young men flirt and chatter gayly, swaying to and
 fro In rocking chairs, while at the
 American bar opposite some gentie-
 men, dressed entirely In gray or
 'havane" with yellow shoes, boating
 caps pulled over one ear, and perched
 on vertiginous stools, sip cocktails, or
 such strange drinks through the
 ends of long straws, dropping now and
 then, foreign monosylables, in that
 nasal and bugle-like voice similar to
 that of Coquelin on the stage.
 At length, the night arrived, if you
 have fancy to end the day in res
 taurant of the Bois, you will find
 around little flower-decorated tables,
 under the brilliancy of rose lights,
 all a multitude of black coats and ele-
 gant toilets, around which signs, dies away, and lament the magic violin Of
 the Tzigane, the resplendent Tzigane, red like his coat, with it's gold frogs, his eye wandering, sometimes drowned in the inflnity of his dreams, sometimes hypnotized by the little gold purse
 which gleams against the whiteness Of the tablecloth, by the side of the fan.
 And only to regard that careless and joyous crowd, familiarlzed with our habits, with our fashions, who bring to our boulevards, our streets, our cabarets a little air of unexpected fete that awakens the curiosity.
 Who are these new guests who have appeared so suddenly all in day?
 Watch them, regard their walk, their attitudes, that limpid and en- veloping glance, that clear smile that flies away in a light gamut, that con- else word, that sober, energetic ges- ture, that T know not what" which does not resemble us; the origin be- trays itself clearly indisputably. They are Americans.
 The trip to Europe, as they say, has become the inevitable accessory of American snobbism. like the cocktail or polo.
 And this voyage that we would think about 10 years and never make, they treat it like a sport which demands neither effort nor reflection; it pre- sents itself like a simple promenade for pleasure to the American woman weary of the emotions of social life. as an ideal of repose to the business man fatigued at increasing without cease his fortune, and to the children, the vacation-excursion promised the other evening at table,
 The millionaires naturally set the ex- ample. It is sometimes Pierpont Nor | gan, the king of steel, accompanied by | his charming daughter, who goes | away from the theater of his financial | exploits, in order to make a cure' at | Ak, or to assist at a manufacturers banquet in London; sometimes it is | W. K. Vanderbilt, the railroad king, | who comes to throw an eye on his 'acing stud at Poissy; sometimes Sem ,tor Clark the copper king, haunted )y the desire to embellish his resi- lence at New York with new objects Tart; sometimes MT. Spreckles, the 'ugar king, curious to study our re- ineries on the spot; sometimes MT. the pork king
 For all these kings with various titles Paris is the meeting place where they ind one another each year at a cer- ain epoch and where they SOW, ac- ording to some luxurious caprice, the ollars with which they know not what O do.
 Pierpont Morgan, after having re- ently bought a transatlantic line to thampton-simple investment of pose change-acquired the portrait of he Duchess of Devonshire by Gains orough for a bagatelle, 100000 francs.
 MT. Clark has preference for an- tent tapestries and Louis XIV furni- ure. Messrs. Vanderbilt and Armour re having some automobiles con- tructed that they will ship to Amer "a. MT. Hearst, the millionaire direc- or of three journals beyond the sea, refers modern pictures, In short, ach one of these kings, according to is taste, amuses himself while he is l Europe. They work also. From far as well as near they watch yer their interests they take an &C., We part in the economical prosperity their country without ever betray- lg by any change in their tranquil different expression the vast combi l ations which absorb their thoughts { nd when they debark in the ports of urope with their families one would ,arcely suspect that they have al- eady stopped their cabins for the re- . lrn. . Nothing Is forgotten; maids, nurses lbs, rackets, bicycles, photographic , paratus-sometimes even the polo ( onies. Never forgotten, either, is the z tile starred flag, precious, respected '