The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-09-14

for the purpose of getting view Or
so of his frame. I've got one, and I'm
going to get,so others before he gets
off the boat. AS for you, I'd recon-
mend you to fetch that club of yours
to parade rest real quick, or I'll just
take you by the slack of your waist
coat and toss you over the side, even
if you were the secretary to four Nor
gans and couple Of Ahkounds Of Swat
besides-that's what I'll do with you,
Willie" 49,. ~
The important secretary subsidized
promptly, and Mr.. Morgan rushed to
the purser's room to get away from the
camera. They all caught him with
their lenses as he started on his dog
trot, and. with one leg in the air and
his yachting cap pulled down over one
ear, the eminent fnancier in these pic
tures-which were published the next
day-only needed a cutlass between
his teeth to resemble a glass eating
and sulphur burning pirate of the
Spanish Main as depicted by Howard
Pyle.
Then they al. went down in body
to the purser's room, where Mr.. Nor
gan had taken refuge. They found him
seated in corner of the room, which,
nevertheless, was in strong light, and
very well adapted for the Photographic
purposes. The great money man was
tilted back in a chair, growing angrily,
with cigar clapped into his counte-
nance at the precise angle affected by
Chuck Connors, One-eyed Connolly and
others of that tribe-which is little
eccentricity of the eminent fnancfer's.
One by one the photographers passed
before the door of the purser's room,
shooting away at the wrathful looking
organizer Of everything, and the por-
traits that they thus secured made Mr..
Morgan look for all the world like
sullen mastif just about to make a
final effort to chew his lettering rope.
Before Mr.. Morgan became aware Of
what they were doing and kicked the
purser's door to all of them had taken
these horrible negatives of him.
The notable women who, arriving
from Europe during the past fortnight,
Intellectually strove to escape the cam
eras, were rewarded for these efforts
by having snap shots of themselves
published in the yellows that made
them look like composites of washer
| women, gypsies and chorus girls. The
Vanderbilt party tried to keep news
papers, handkerchiefs, parcels and all
sorts of things before their faces as
| they stood upon the pier upon the
| morning of their arrival. but the pho
tographers, not to be thwarted buzzed
around them like bumblebees, and all
| succeeded in snap-shooting the women
of the party in the most grotesque and
absurd attitudes.
The Duchess of Marlborough was in
| particular the victim of the newspaper
cameras Now, the Duchess of MARI
| borough is not pretty woman. She is
very far from that, and all of the IDEAL
| lied portraits of her made by French
painters and published in the Sunday
| supplements Of the New York yellows
| will never make her a pretty woman.
| But she is at least presentable, albeit
| her figure is slender to the point Of
| emaciation, and her countenance is in
no wise interesting. But the snap
shots that were taken OF the unfortu-
naate American duchess by the news
paper camera clickers simply made her
out a fright of the most frightful de-
scription, and if she saw them she must
have wept bitterly over them. The
l1neaments and figure or her trim
mother, Mrs. Belmont, were likewise
most wretchedly rendered by the news
paper camera folk, and all because they
1 wriggled about and nsde such deter
| mined efforts -eoyedoomedo to failure
to evade the snap shooters.
Young Charles Schwab, the president
| Of the big steel outfit, who went to
| Europe last week to Sst up after rs
| physical breakdown, apparently profN-
| ed by these awful examples as he saw
them in the yellow newspapers. AS he
stood on the pier, chatting with some
| friends while he waited for his steamer
to issue. the "Ail aboard and all Ashore
call, he observed the large flock of men
| with cameras circling about him. He
stepped out into an open space with
| laugh.
Here. you bows" he said, cheerfully,