The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-03-09

", and the kind, good wolf draws her
out-"Just to laugh at met" she ex-
claims Indignantly afterward, when
she recalls the conversation and real
ICES, all too late, that she has made a
goose of herself.
DO you know, you remind me so
much of 'Stuyv' Van Dusen?" began
one of these ingenues, taking the ini-
tiative, as her mother had hidden her,
with a young man who sat next to her
at one of her first dinner parties. you
must be some relation" "A very dis
tant connection. I believe" answered
her neighbor. You evidently know
him very well?'
Not so Very" she admitted, rather
confused. I'm fact with sudden
frankness. 81 don't know him person
ally at all. only call him 'Stuyv' be-
cause 1 always hear other people call
him so. Mamma is always telling me
it is bad form to speak of gentlemen
by their Christian names, but all the
girls do, you know. Any way, l don't
know Mr.. Van Dusen, if you like that
better, and don't want to. OF course.
if he is your cousin 1 beg your par
don"
mo apology is needed" he replied.
Il do not think much of the fellow my
self: he is a poor sort of chap. But
what have you against him."
Why nothing. except that he is aw-
fully conceited, | am told, and thinks
we all want to know him. He told
Mrs. X, who gave US bad dinner
the other night, that he wouldn't come
because he had got past the age of
bread and butter. Wasn't it horrid of
him? I, for one, have made up my
mind to decline any Introduction to
him. and 1 do hope, I shall have the
tn
Just then as sometimes happens,
there came a sudden lull in the hum of
conversation, and a mans voice across
the table was distinctly heard to say:
You must ask Van Dusen about
that. l say, 'Stuyv,'" he called out
to the man to whom the Mortified little
girl had been talking, Mrs. A.
wants to know where are the best ken
nels to get a bull puppy FROM"
Il beg your pardon" said Mr.. Stuy-
vesant Van Dusen. turning to his pref
ty neighbpr after he had given the re-
quired information. but he could only
see an averted shoulder and the tip of
very red little ear.
sprightIy controversy says the
New York Mail and Express. has been
going on for some time in the English
newspapers relative to the somewhat
EnRlSn
woman's foot, or rather her shoes.
The modern English girl is tall, tall in
a sense and to degree that the Gibson
cartoons of the stately American girl
do not even adumbratc. In that aris-
tocratic set, more often than not, she
towers over the heads of foreign
gentlemen. Long generations of de-
scent from tall fathers and mothers
and vigorous years of outdoor eXer-
Safe Inxv a.. L.
occasionally six-footer and with
hands and feet in due proportion.
The note of alarm has at last been
sounded. 1t is held-that ''the daugh-
ters of Anak" are exercising too freely,
if they would wear the dainty shoes
that are women's traditional adorn-
ment. While the answer is made that
the apparent size of the English girls
foot is due to her sensible preference
for loose easy shoes,it is admittedly an
incomplete explanation. One reason
for the growing popularity of the
American shoe in London is that it
looks heater and trimmer and decided
ly smaller than the English shoe of the
same size.
But another reason is that the
American woman resident in London
cannot find an English shoe
small enough to fit her foot.
don paper that the smallest sizes
she could find in Regent street store
were skies. The exhibition of royal
relics recently opened at the New Gal
lery furnishes interesting testimony
that a generous understanding is no
mere development of the modern Anna
zonian spirit. The boots worn by
Queen Elizabeth as princess, preserved
in the collection, are almost as ca
pacious as the slippers worn by George
" at his coronation.
Tell a story of mistakes, says the
New York Times. and half dozen
people are ready to cap it with half a
dozen others. Here is a cap story to
that of the girl who by mistake was
for few minutes a guest in a strange
house at a euchre party to which she
was not invited The heroine of the
present story lived on the same street
and within few doors of a cousin.
The latter was to have friends to
luncheon, and the woman concluded,
just before noon, that she would make
one of the guests. She was on init
mate terms with her cousin. So in
formally she ran over to her cousins
house, slipped in the basement door,
and went directly to the dining room.
She wondered as she walked in why
her, cousin was so unusually careless,
for as a rule the basement door was
kept locked. However, this did not
impress her, and she tripped into the
dining room, remarking, II have come
to luncheon" AS she made this re-
mark she noticed that those in the
dining room, her cousins guests, were
women with whom she was not ac-
quainted and not seeing the cousin,
she slipped out into the kitchen, know
ing that this excellent housekeeper
was frequently to be found there But
that was not the case this time, and
for a good reason, for, upon opening
the kitchen door, the women realized
for the first time that she was in the
house of a stranger.
You can define the lovely woman
with perfect features and gorgeous
figure. You can define the merely
beautiful or handsome woman. You
can also define the pretty woman, but
you cannot define the charming wo-
man, says Max O'Rell in the New
York Journal.
She conquers you, and you cannot
say why. She may be beautiful or she
may be homely, she may be thin or
stout; she may be young or old. She
is sympathetic, and you are in touch
with her at once. There is repose in
her.
She is at her ease with you, and
you feel at your ease with her. A few
moments after you have met her you
imagine that you have known her a
long time. She brings you out uncon-
sciously and without any effort
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