The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-07-14

Europe, and several times the London
journals commented upon the fact that
Gibson of 1.-The famous Gibson girl'' was
among the English folk, with his own
type with him.
on their return the Gibson family still
growing, moved into more spacious quar-
ters, and Mrs. Gibson, when the little
Gibsons could spare her, was seen in
society Her voice was everywhere
sought but, though ready to display his
own talent to the public, MIR. Gibson alb
solutely forbade his wife to do 50, and
not even for charity would he allow her
to sing.
1t was claimed at that time that the
two most popular young matrons in the
United Saes were Mrs. G. d. Gibson and
Mrs. Grover Cleveland. and with the as
sertion came the plant that neither would
allow society 10 lionize them, nor would
either venture long away from the
hearthstone which, in both their cases,
seemed so irresistibly attractive.
Mrs. Gibson is of the style called queen
". without an ounce of fat, she is OF
magnificent stature, neither thin nor
plump. Her carriage, with uplifted chin
and straight eyes, reminds one greatly of
the Gibson type-that high-bred woman
who moves along with hauteur, yet with
all the grace of ladyhood.
Inc NTlDSOI1S were fDdTTleu seven years
ago during these years the young artist
has taken the longest strides of his life.
In the play OF miss Button" several
childen are required for the first act--they
are, fortunately, supposed to be the chill
dren of the poor, and they come to a
Christmas party. AS / had that play In
my repertoire for several years, says
Clara Morris, in the Critic, 1 naturally
came in contact with a great number of
little people-and that's just what they
generally were, little men and women,
with here and there at long intervals a
real child.
The play requires that one child should
be very small, and as it was no unuusal
thing for the little one to get frightened
behind the scenes, / used to come to the
rescue, and as / found a question about
Mama" won their attention the quick
est l fell into the habit of saying, first
thing: where's mama? Is she here?
Show me where" And having once won
attention, it had gone hard with me, in
deed, had 1 failed to make friends with
the youngster
One Monday evening as I came to my
place / saw the new baby standing all
forlorn, with apparently no one at all to
look after her, not even one of the larger
children. She was evidently on the very
verge of frightened tears. and. from old
habit, 1 stopped down and said to her,
Where's mama, dear?"
She lifted two startled blue eyes to my
face and her lips began to tremble. 1
went on, rs mama here?" The whole
little face drew up in a distressed pucker,
and with gasps she whispered, She's in
er box"
raised my head and glanced across the
stage. An old gentleman sat in the box
opposite and l knew a merry young par
ty had the one on our own side, so an
swered, "Oh, no, dear, mama's not in the
box-she's-" when the poor baby cried
"Yes-she is-my mama's in a box!' and
buried her curly head in the folds Of my
skirt and burst into sobs.
AT that moment a hard-voiced, hard
faced, self-sufficient girl pushed forward
and explained in patronizing way: "Oh,
she's too little to say it right She ain I
got no mother-shes dead and it's the cot
fin Annie means by the box" oh, poor
baby left behind! Poor little scrap of
humanity