The Savannah morning news., 1901-11-10
WOMAN'S
WORLD.

,.sars made her home in Paris is visit
,rg a New York friend. She knows her
paris and Parisians far better than
most transplanted Americans, says the
New York Sun, for family connections
onened the doors of the exclusive Fau-
bourg St. German to her.
The other day she was talking with
some intimate friends of the latest
Franco-American wedding, which was
agitating French society when she left
Paris.
The Mortons were always popular
with the old regime" she said. 1T isn't
at all surprising that the daughter
should marry into the very elect.
1T isn't a case of dot, either. though
Miss Morton has good marriage por-
ton. Comte Bosom de Talleyrand-P Peri
CORD will have money enough of his
own.
Half of his fathers fortune will go
TO him, and his mother, who adores him
and is very wealthy, will leave him all
some in the best French way, not
merely dapper-and he is a very decent
fellow, as French swells go.
But, do You know, if he had been
quite hopeless, and I had been Miss
Morton, would have been tempted to
mother-in-law one would get with him.
She's the finest thing in Paris-the
finest thing in the way of an old gen.
+
call her old. She will never be old
Years have absolutely nothing to do
with it, and, for that matter, she isn't
very, very old, even if one counts by
years. I used that word old merely
because the woman always seems to
me to belong to the old days of the
salon, and of the women who ruled so
Ciety regally.
The Duchesse de Valencay has rul-
ed French society for twenty-five or
thirty years. She has been the acknowl-
edged leader.
"She is a royalist born and bred, roy
alist to her finger tips. During the En-
pire she refused to appear at court.
She declined even to meet the En-
press.
She scorns the Republic as she
scorned the Empire. There is absolute
ly no compromise about her; but she
She is tremendously independent, to
the extent of defying all criticism, yet
she is generous and big hearted, and
her own story is a romance.
when she married the Prince de
Sagan, he was the Beau Brutnmel of
Paris, and travelling a pace rapid even
for Paris. She was the daughter of Ba-
ron Seilliere exceedingly rich and alb
surdly young.
soon as the wedding was over, the hus-
band took UP his race to the dogs. with
an additional income to increase his
speed.
THAT sort of thing happens every
day in France. 1t doesn't occasion any
remark. But the Princesse had ideas
of her own, and she gave the faubourg
a surprise.
Nine. de Gallifet was her intimate
friend. She too was young and good
looking and rich and she too had been
married for her money and practically
abandoned.
"The two young wives decided to
make a stand. They were the first wo-
men of position in France to separate
from their husbands, demand their own
money, and live independent lives.
The Princess was very rich Nine
de Gallifet had money, but not nearly
as much as her friend. The two lived
together. Their position was accented
and Endorsed.
They entertained magnificently,wen
everywhere together, didn't pose for
an instant as blghted beings. 1t was
all rather splendid, that storming of
French prejudice and winning out
triumphantIy.
Three or four years ago, the Prince
de Sagan came a cropper in that race
of his. He was IS and was riding IS
hard and fast as ever, when a stroke
OF paralysis came and made him a
hopeless invalid, quite helpless and
with mental faculties impaired.
The moment the Princess heard of
the calamity, she flew to his side. for.
got all her old injuries, took him to
her home, gave up her time and
strength and money to him. She is do
ing it yet-and he adores her.
His father died few years ago and
made him Due de Valencay, but every
one calls his wife the Princess de Sa'-
gan. She is still good looking, perfectly
gowned, autocratic, proud as Lucifer.
but heavenly good to the crippled hus-
band and devoted to her SON.
Now isn't that a stunning sort of a
mother-in-law? No daughter-in-law
could live UP to her. but they say she
is delighted with her sons American
wife,
Baltimore, says the American of that
city. has ever been regarded as a city
of conservatism, and any DEPRESSION
from the straight and narrow path of
conventionalty and good form,
especially among that set termed
smart is sufficient to set a. thousand
tongues wagging and heads shaking in
depreciation. Possibly it will be re-
ceved somewhat in the nature of a.
shock to those of such straight-laced
propensities to learn that for several
weeks past, on each fine, clear MORN
ing, a young woman, whose social po-
sition is second to none in the city, sal
lies forth from her house, just at dawn,
TO go horseback riding without the use
of side saddle. She is invariably clad
in long, light raglan, with collar turn
ed up about her little pink ears, her
gloved hands thrust deep into the
pockets of her coat. Peeping from be-
meath the skirt of her coat dainty
patent-leather boot, highly polished
and adorned with a silver spur, tells
the tale of her mission-an early MORN
Ing canter through the park.
There is little to excite either sur
prise or wonder in this athletic young
Woman's course until the outskirts of
the park are reached. There, awaiting
her is her groom, with her saddle
morse and his own AT a glance 1t
cannot be determined which steed she
VIII select for both are invariably APP
pointed with a mans saddle. Unbut-
tOni0pr ha,. LONG raglan glands