The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-10-02
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With her brother, George Morgan,
carrying her elephant hide satchel, Mrs.
Spottswood D. Schenck strobe through
the Grand Central station the other
morning. Mrs. Schenck was returning
from Newport and will open her house
in Lexington avenue. She is still in
deepest mourning and attracted atten-
ton by her well-c chosen clothes. Mrs.
Schenck Is short and stout, but she
makes the most Of her figure. She
wore three-quarter coat made en-
tirely of French Grape The broad
revers were faced with Grape and her
gown underneath was finest broadcloth.
She had a well-shaped hat, covered
with a chiffon veil. The veil was edged
with Grape. To make her mourning
complete, she carried an umbrella with
a gun metal handle. Ever her satchel
was black and the clasps were gun
metal.
1.-THE dahlia girl" is a result of the
Newport craze for these waxen flowers
One sees girls with these wildly COL.
ored blossoms walking along in Fifth
real September flower, and it seems no
season has produced so many and such
fine dahlias as this year. Two girls
made a strong impression on last
Wednesday afternoon They were walk
Ing in the avenue with clusters of dah-
HAS on their coats. One girl had a
gray suit and wore dahlias of bright
cerise tint. The combination was fine.
Her companion was clad in Havana
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brilliant flowers are a Joyous relief
from the cut-and- dried violets. To-
ward the end of the Newport season
dahlias were seen everywhere. AL
though Harry Lehr does not approve
the -buttonhole flower for men, some
of the Newport youths wore dwarfed
dahlias. -
AS Fifth avenue, New York, resumes
its liveliness the beggar boys again are
seen scurrying between the carriages
looking for coppers. These urchins are
adept in working on ones sympathy,
and one must search the East side to
find dirtier and more ragged specimens
than hasten to the avenue for aims.
They are elusive and always keep an
eye on the cop" Sometimes they will
perform services. One clean faced lad
does lucrative business in the capac-
woman says. This boy takes his stand
in West Thirty fifth street, between
Fifth and Sixth avenues, and whenever
a Carriage without a footman stops at
a dressmaker's shop the boy "Opens the.
door. with a flourish and dances up the
step to ring the bell. For this service
he usually receives a dime, sometimes
even a quarter. :2i
RITf faXyy ,frnn I0x- - IL
more than say, please give us a
nickel" One fiatterer hovers near a
certain restaurant. AS the women go in
for tea he murmurs. Beautiful lady,
amt yer got somethin' fer me?" What
woman can resist that? The inevitable
blockade at Forty-second street offers
golden opportunities for the worst class
of boy beggars. One black-eyed imp
viii take his stand near a victoria and
worry the occupant into tossing a coin.
He nags like this: Say, I'm poor.
P-please gimme somethin Come on,
now; don't be grouchy." The police are
SO busy they have no time for these
little rascals. Another trick is prac-
ticed by children who stand outside a
confectloner's shop near Forty-second
street and gaze longingly at heaps of
caramels and mountains of pepper
mint creams. A passerby is sure to
HCdh OilS VI lIl6 OQ,
II God would only send me some candy
like dat" s&rB
Among the house-hunting million
aires is Peter Fenelon Collier, who Is
about to close his NEWPORT dwelling.
Mr.. Collier will demand large and
elaborate house, for he will not be hap
py unless entertaining the fashionable
set, to which he has been admitted at
q L ~
Collier married into Society and his
father put on a red coat 9and rode in"
Collier, the elder, has done great deal
toward reviving fox hunts in and about
Newport. The Monmouth Hounds, his
fOurished all summer.
Mr.. Collier is stout, red faced and al
ways in good spirits. His son married
the granddaughter of Mrs. Astor, but
this did not bring about the fathers
accession to the magic circle. In fact,
the Astor clan and Mr. Collier have
been at swords points ever since. He
has been welcomed by society because
he is a fine host.
one hears comparatively nothing of |
Mrs. Collier, who dislikes the world of
fashion as much as her husband is de- |
voted to 1T. She prefers a book, a |
lamp and a cup Of tea. The dizzy round |
or M and "ragtime" unnerves her. |
w HeAeNer the golfers entertain she, of |
course, is at one end Of the table, but |
when the Golfers are invited, Peter |
goes 1t alone. Mrs. Collier was Miss
Dennie. She is of English extraction, |
and retains the English accent Mother !
and father are devoted to their son |
Robert and his young wife.
In ferry house along the North !
river blonde matron was waiting anx-
lously. Her long white chiffon veil |
concealed face prominent at lunch |
cons and club meetings. The matron |
walked from the bookstand out to the |
cab shed. Twenty minutes of this had |
passed when middle-aged man came |
forward. We'll, sister, you got here, |
didn't your said he. The club wom- |
an was not his sister. She chirruped !
with delight, What would Stella saw ifl
she knew 1 took you at your word ?" |
me man frowned, why mention that-l
sup1ectT said he. Stella is safe at |
Lake George 81 should faint If any
one- saw me-" murmured the paIpi- |
tating club woman. Lets have lunch !
con-" said the man, eoldly. tits like al
French novel," she muttered. Never
read them,' he retorted.
! Walking with difficulty on her tail
heels the club womane came from the
ferry shed. Lets tak9.a cab" said the |
man. "Oh, no" she pared: ut looks
SO compromising. But they got into |
a hansom and drove ITO a restaurant !
rev club women know about. It was a |