The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1906-10-11

N refer to the many small
v seaside resorts near Boston
and elsewhere in New Eng
land, the famous villa colony of our
money aristocracy in little Rhode
Island cannot be passed over entirely,
as it is unlike all other resorts of this
kind anywhere in the world. Situated
on the cliffs above the village OF New
port, the much talked Of colony pre-
sents a really imposing appearance.
The palace-like villas, their beautiful
grounds, several fine club houses and
churches, combine to make this spot
an earthly paradise. But not for you
or me-, kind reader. Only for those
who can count their fortunes by the
millions You and l are out of place
there-not wanted and not admitted
at least not to the inner circle.
Newport has no summer season; but
one spring and one fall season. In
sum uer, the village owners have flown
to Europe, making the rounds of the
continent and England, where most
all of them are eagerly seeking pres
entation to that fat, gouty piece of
humanity, whom an inexplicable fate
has placed on the throne of Anglo
Saxony: or to his much beloved
nephew of Germany. But in spring
and fall Newport is in its glory. You
can go there any number of times; but
none of the "glory" you will see. 1t is
kept zeaously hidden from profane
eyes. Yellow periodicals will tell you
occasionally of al kinds of extrava-
ganzas, animal dinners, etc, but most
of these have either originated in the
fertile brain of some reporter, or are
presented to the readers in exaggerated
form. Only very deminutive part OF
fashionable Newport ever makes itself
conspicuous, and many of the best
known families lead quiet and re-
tired life, tho they do attend social
function occasionally. Even the
small minority has never given pig
dinner or supper; for that would be
entirely unnecessary. Those folks
have to dine themselves, you know
To those who, in spite of my caution
are anxious to take look at our high
est aristocrats, will give a pointer
Go promenading in the cottage sections
of Newport on any fine Sunday fore
noon in spring or fall! There you car
oil b ri do
the sidewalks with accurately meas
ured steps. The ladies are mostl.
dressed plainly, but costly. Other
will look to OYOu like roses and lilies
artificial ones. But the men! If ther
is such a thing as fops, it is those fel
lows yon see promenading in Newpor
on Sunday mornings. They ar
dressed pretty nearly all alike.
shiny silk hat, silklined Prince Alber
coat, grey striped trousers, paten
leather shoes, brown kid gloves, bi
cane, and a straight jacket in shape O
stiff white cOllar,-is their exterio
outfit. That would not be so very 5aC
but it is all so fearfully new, irOnt
and pressed and creased, that it look
as if it had just come Out of the shO
of come fashionable haberdasher. Th
walk Of those fellows may amuse some
most others it will throw into convu
sions. When they pass each othe
they will continue to look straight b'
fore them in an absent-minded mai
ner, will lift their stovepipes just or
quarter of an inch as sign of recol
milton; but will not bow, not even
the ladies. Perhaps they wear tigl
corsets and cannot bow; but it is m
belief that each of these fellows swo
lows an iron ramrod on Sunday NOR
ings. After all, you had not better 6
there and look at them. 1t may gi'
YOU the nausea or some other ailmer
III. CONEY ISLAND.
Have you seen the Midway at tt
Chicago, and the. Pike at the st. Lou
FairY If SO, add to them a hundr'
side shows, two hundred saloons
mixed splendor and respectability, al
number of chute-the-chutes, brea
neck airswings, hazardous toboggar