St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1901-03-16
NY LADY'S CHOICE
By Lelia Reeme Harris.

NOU beautiful patrician face! How
handsome and still how naughty
those large, dark eyes can smile unit
q man loses his reason. or stare with
q cold, disinterested glance tina,
makes ! woman murmur: what dt
the men see in that vain, cynica
woman?"
You are looking into me as I SPEAK
Il am only your mirror, my LADY,
and I have seen many faces, but
wonder il there ever was more
changeable one than yours. Oh, yes!
You and / are alone, my dear girl, OF
I would hardly avail myself Of this
opportunity to analyze you quite SO
truthfully.
l, too, have often wondered what
makes you so popular. Perhaps we
can find out the secret tonight. We
have quite half hour before it il
time to 60 to the charity BALL (Wbat
4 pity the remarks that will be made
there about the women's gowns will
NOT be more charitab.e!)
But even the most exacting can
hardly find fault with you tonight.
my beauty, the bride of the season,
in your Paris wedding gown!
Little attention, am thinking, the
bridegroom "a millionaire of 60-odd
winters) will receive as you enter the
room. tfS+f
You stand before me. your long pier
glass, and I look you over carefully.
from diamond tiara to dainty satin
slipper $50 ridiculously smalO!
Will they be there to-night-the old
friends? What good times you have
had with them, to be sure; but those
pleasant days are to be all in the past
now; you have a husband to please.
a very jealous, exacting one. But
then, my dear, remember he is mil
lionaire! One cannot have everything
in this world. The old friends were
al very well to dance and fiirt with.
to pass away the time, but they were
out of the question when it came to
marriage.
One needs a carriage, an establish
ment and important gowns to be pop
ular when they are married; then
they can have the reputation Of "giv-
ing the best dinners Of anyone in our
set" and of being "such q charming
hostess"
You will meet them tonight for the
first time since they waved good-by
TO you from the shore as you leaned
over the steamers rail, and one Of the
ushers (you might have known it was
Jim) had the audacity to throw pa
per bag full Of rice, which broke as it
fell on the deck at your feet, and ev-
eryone turned to look with an amused
smile at the blushing bride and the
dignified, gray-haired groom. Yes,
YOU will see them all again tonight,
but YOU need not look 50 pleased.
You will be Mrs. Stocton Gouvenier."
No one (not even Jim (and you know
he would dare . good deal in the old
days), will call you Miss Phyllis" to-
night.
Do YOU remember the night Of Mime.
Dyaire's ball7
You stood by Jim in the crush Of
the supper-room, trying to eat an ice
how he whispered: "Do yon know
xhy you remind me of the first game
ever shot? Because you are such
-dear!"
1t was very poor pun, but You
laughed and dimpled, glancing up at
him through your long, dark lashes,
for you knew only too well you had
added another heart to your already
outTsgeonsly long number Of devoted
slaves. and you even smiled when You
heard Miss Primly say. quite audibly
(as you passed ont Of the room):
Outrageous nirti Nr. North. how
can YOU adh1ire heff"
YoaswiN meet Jim tonight, and he
viii mutter: Delighted to see you.
Mrs. Converter" and will cross to the
opposite ei1D q ~ room. where Ae