The daily morning journal and courier., 1902-03-01

singer who is youthfully nearing slNIS. 1 Would the ordinary woman forsWear her morning face washing for meagre 1 dabbing with rose water and cotton wool? Perhaps, if Patti had held us | stoutly to her sensible rules regarding sleep and diet and fresh air, she might have given her face an ordinary wash | ing twice a week and still have re- mained youthful and radiant. | Sarah Bernhardt had an attack or | Sardou horrors at the mere description of Pattis regimen, The divine Sarah has her own beauty doctor learned in mysterious arts, but she does not take kindly to asceticism.
 | She declares that if she had followed Patti's hygiene she would now be 8 fright with a skin like the back of a crocodile. She washes her face with reckless abandon, though she fa" 1t carefully massaged and treated | She will have nothing to say to open windows, but, as she puts it, prays to be preserved from all sly draughts. She pooh -poohs eight hours sleep, goes to bed at a. m. and gets up at 9.
 She has some ideas about diet, chief ly displayed in her habit of eating at least a dozen fresh eggs every day and | including fish in at least one meal daily. No milk and water for Sarah! She as serts that she drinks champagne and plenty of it and that 1t agrees with her. l She drives to her theater and spends | there eleven or twelve hours a stretch without seeing a glimmer or I daylight or inhaling a breath of outdoor | air
 In the summer she does go to her Normandy home at Belle lse-on-Sea and spends a few months in active out of-door life but even there she wants excitement, human interest There must be something doing where Bern hardt spends her days.
 Rustic, hurry, excitement nervous strain are what compose my life she says, and this doesn't kill or age me on the contrary if I were to remain for week in complete peace and quiet, my muscles would delaX at once and show my friends and myself that l am no | longer young---a thing to forget-to for get"
 There is a gospel, possibly more clean ly, but certainly not so convincing as that preached by Patti, yet Bernhardt is not old in spite of a birthday record to which no one save her enemies could have the heart to refer She is no Dresden china beauty. but she is still fascinating, still phenomenally youthtul in face figure and spirit. Mme. Jane Hading, whom the French call beauty and upon whose looks the years appear to have no effect, dis claims all elaborate systems of hygiene, She eats and bathes and sleeps and uses massage and cold cream like any other sensible French woman,
 After that, according to her last inter- view, her hygiene is Neuilly- Neuilly, tout supplement-" Out there she has q house and a garden which she adores, There she has Rpose and quiet and fresh air,
 They keep her young, but they alone would not accomplish it. She must travel. Change of air change of scene ry, change of surroundings, sloughing of ones ordinary daily responsibilities, those are the great rejuvenators says Hoding.
 "A woman to keep young should trav- el at least six months of the year" she declares positively.
 Mime Bartet, the most charming ac tress of the Comedie Francaise-the most charming actress of France, insist her flends-vows that she dces not bother herself about her health and comforts: that she lives an ordinary
 tl, .J, call belle fourchette, eating with enjoyment almost anything that may be set before her any paying no special at tentiOn to diet beyond avoiding late suppers and much liquor. Like Patti she insists upon her eight hours sleep and her open bedroom win dow but she washes her face every morning with soap and tepid water. AfterWard she rubs in a little soothing cream and makes a point of staying in the house for at least an hour, In her opinion, wind or sun will play sad hav- oc with a skin washed within the hour,
 Pretty Jeanne Granier puts all her faith in her family doctor,
 If I am we'll" she says, '"I will not deprive myself of anything l care for. If I am i'll or if I see that | look Wrin- ked or faded, I call in my doctor, He cures me. It is his business. C'est tort"
 Apparently Jeanne Granier enjoys life. Moreover eshe remains beautiful, but she is a heretc so far as beauty culture is concerned
 Yvette Guilbert is frank about hy- giene as about most things. She tubs even more consistently than an English woman; she uses upon both face and soft brushes dipped in soap and water. She drinks milk and water, sleeps ten hours out of the tWenty-four, hates exercise, goes out little, but is rigidly particular about the ventilation of her house.
 All of these rules have not, she ad- mits, made her beautiful. She hasn't an idea that any one would take her for 17; but then, she says calmly, there's no telling what she might have been without the precautions.
 "I certainly look younger now than I did fifteen years ago. Then I was thin as a broomstick; pale. Well, then I was often a whole day without meal. Sue cess and happiness have done what has been done for my looks"
 Rejane has perhaps the most satis- factory of all attitudes toward beauty
 How do I keep my beauty" she echoed. Where is my beauty? I do not see it. As for youthful looks, I do