The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-01-13
THE MATERNAL INSTINCT,

Reproduced From the New York Tribune.
4 Ian ,l DoEStoWh '''...-...-...-..A widow.
Ellc DoNttoWh Her son.
'e ~ ''''.'''...''...- ..Her maid.
NJ. CLOVIS .................... Her milliner.
lady DoVetown's dressing room i'm her
house in Grosvenor square, A gorgeous
ly hot morning in June is Just visible
through the windows, which are masked
with plants on the outside. On the ir-
side innumerable curtains of every kind
of fabric from delicate lace to Liberty
silk OF every variation of green from
pearl colors TO verte Sevres. temper the
light to refreshing cooiness The room
Is decorated in the Louis XIV. period.
The walls and furniture of a greenish
white, with cretonne designed in green
Tibhon pattern. Enormous full length
mirrors. Huge dressing table, on which
are displayed brushes, toilet set, mani
cure instruments, ct cetera all of light
tortolseshel with gold and emerald
monograms. Bowls of roses every
where)
tEric Dovetown, twenty-one, cookbook
ing and smart, enters dressed for rid
ing)
Eric-Hulloa!
The Voice of Lady Doyetown (from the
bathroom adjoining)-I have told yod
over and over again not to come in with
out knocking. Who is it?
Eric-Eric, mother.
Lady D.-You can't come in, dear; I'm
- 49, 'f'tii' NSi0SIO, uIOQ the DOrtGrG. L
sfan be long, I've just finished my ex-
ereises Celeste. the shower bath
-Eric-EXercises?
Lady ID. Speaking in little gasps be-
tween the noise of the shower bath
Yes. Shadows exercises for the figure.
me duchess of Hampton has lost nearly
a stone through doing. them They're
wonderful. You lie down on your back;
get some one TO hold your feet
E1lc-Any one who happens to be
Passing?
Lady Dyes any one who happens to
pe p"Ss- Don't be silly, Eric, your maid,
of course
Eric haven't got a maid, mother
Lady D.-Eric, L hate people who take
serious things lightly; it's a very bad
Eric am very serious. indeed. moth
eT, To-Day. l have come to ask you for
some good advice.
Lady D.-Bless you. boy! You shall
nave IT, anything that is mine is yours.
CeIeste, the powder, the new sort that
you make yourself
dear. 'ON'
:, Lady Dts fortunate for Won 7 had
such good week at EPSON, Eric. Rrt
IN a mother before everything That's
why went down every day. met a
charming man who put me on to lot of
good things. A friend of youw, he said
i NS IOTSOlIen MS name.
Ertc-Young Hannaker, Charlie Frou-
ford?
Lady D.-No, a little man, an Ameri,
can, l fancy, very polite rather old
French manners. Oxford RicAIey, no,
anyhow, it begins with a X and ends in
ham l know-Bungley
Eric-What? Not BungIey?
Lady Dyes, that's it.
Eric-Good heavens, mother! He's the
s>American comedian, the money lender in
ooh, You Beauty
Lady d. thought Id seen his face
before.
Eric-You do pick up the most extraor-
binary people.
Lady D.-What, isn't he quite
EIic-He isn't at all.
Lady Doh, well, I needn't recognize
him again! l don't know that 1 should
Only I told him to come to tea one day
before Ascot. Well, 1 can easily tell him
to write.
Erie-shan you be much longer,
mother?
Lady D.-I shall be tnrfugh in min
ute. Celeste. my heliotrepe petticoat, the
one that matches BY the way, Eric,
do You know a good masseur? ...-.=..--
Eric-Yes, man who used to be at the
Hammam Why? .' p. @.s.'1
Lady because massage is supposed
to help the exercises and l want to try
it. Write me down the address of your
, man. Celeste, give Mr.. Eric the address
book.
Celeste comes from the bathroom; she
IS tall and good looking, smartly dressed
"a black with a gold chain with pearls
round her neck Her hair, which is
dark and artistically waved, has rather
suspiciousIy red lights in It. She looks
at Eric and suppresses smile)
Celeste-Voila, monsieur.
Eric (writing)-There! Celeste returns
to the bathroomD Go himselfO Where
have I seen that woman before? (Aloud)
oh. mother, do hurry up! I really do
want to tax to you on something most
awfuly important.
Lady D.-Wait minute, my dear;
what a hurry you are in. Celeste give
Mr.. Eric the cigarettes and something
10 read.
Celestc-VOila. Mseu, les -cigaret es dc
miladi ct les allumettes. (Meeting his
eyes she turns away and fetches soma
booksl Voici Les Aventures dune
Dcmi-mondaine" Non? Au fait, mon
,Eieur doit les SAVIOR par occur. Je con-
.seiHerais monsieur. plutot ceci, "IdyEe
de Campagnc." C'est un IiVre reposant!
Erie Ito hirnself)-Well, of all the
check Where have l seen that woman
before? I really feel frightfUlly nervous.
l wonder what mother will say when |
tell her I'm going to marry Diana Lar
chester; she's sure to like Diana, and
but I'm afraid she won't understand my
wanting to get married at all. Mother
has lost all the seriousness of intense
youth. How she will fight with cid Lady
Larchester She's a caution. All, at
last, Gady nOvetown enters from the
=. bathroom. She is a woman of forty, ex-
tRtremely handsome. with a marvellous
NJ complexion her hair which hangs in
great masses down her back, is slightly
touched up. She wears a white Liberty
satin "saut de lit trimmed with Won
derful lace. She throws her arms round
her son, and kisses him impetuously)
Mother dear, you attractive woman. You
look like a girl of eighteen.
Lady Doh, I hope not, dear! If a
woman with d son of your height looks
like girl of eighteen it gives people such
an opportunity of being odious about her
age.
Eric-You look like a May morning.
What perfume is that, that re-
calls an August afternoon.
p Lady D.-That is secret. Celeste
, makes it for me. We call it Bouquetc
d'Amour d'Automne.
Eric-I seem to know it somehow. BY
the way, you have got Il new maid, 1 see.
Lady Dyes, dear-a treasure, an ap-
solute treasure.
Eric-What has become of Rosine?
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