Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-07-21

spoke he bowed to the new American IA
vorite, Mrs. Hobart Chichester Chichester
Jones, radiant figure in scarlet, who
found many glasses leveled at her.
only an American would dress SO origi-
nally," the minister deplied.
The American wore a gown of clinging
scarlet fabric, the decidedly low-cut cor
sage showing the perfection Of the white
shoulders and arms. Around her throat
she had twisted one long rope Of uncut
pearls and diamonds that reached below
her waist, and in the soft, waving, red
gold hair she had arranged some daring
scarlet geraniums. With her pale skin and
great green eyes she enchanted London by
her unusual type. Near her was the fam
Gus story-book duchess, as the most popu-
lar Of the younger beauties was called.
Too good to be true" Truth declared her
and indeed she seemed to have been espe-
cially created to confirm the mode Of the
old-faShioned romanceS eXtolling the grace
and loneliness of an English duchess. The
crowd noticed the famous rubies that shone
like tiny flames against the white gown.
Here and there a dowager cleaned like
shelf in a Bond street jewelers. shop, SO
promiscuous was her array of gems. The
younger school of beauties with more
wisdom employed their Jewels differently,
using them as an added tone Of color a
touch of brilliance to a costume. In the
stalls the art world was we'll represented.
Painters and writers with a sprinklng of
actors and actresses, who were not playing,
were on hand tonight to greet the new
conner From the gallery rail a crowd of
eager, swarthy faces peered, impatiently
gesticulating to one another, because of the
failure of the curtain to ascend at the given
time. 1t was known that the prima-donna
was a capricious creature often swayed by
a mere whim from making her appearance.
Once the death Of a mocking-brd had post
poned her debut as Marguerite. Would
she really appear?
AS the royalties entered the box, the ex-
element was at fever heat Henry with
his mother impatiently awaited Diana's ar
rival.
The overture began its sensuous. stirring
appeal, and before the cigarette girl cross
ed the bridge in the street scene every
seat and box was occupied.
The singer made the ill-starred Carmen
a bewitching and compelling wanton. Who
that saw her will ever forget her delicious
cajolery as she urged the bewitched Don
Jose to loosen the ropes that bound her?
W-.h her Habanera she eclipsed all prede-
cessors and made the role irrevocably hers
The first act ended with a storm Of bravas
from the gallery and vociferous applause
from the rest of the house.
1t was not until the tumultuous ovation
over the first act had ceased that Dianas
presence was noticed by the audience Ac-
companied by her father she had arrived
at the close of the overture, and had only
time to slip into her place before the cur
tain arose. The walk in the rain had given
her delicate sain a touch of color and
heightened the beauty of her tender eyes
so deeply blue that they were black as
Lord Patrick Ellington described them on
his first meeting at here presentation at
court Her bans of strai ght hair were
wound around her head; pale-green drap-
cries encircled her lithesome body and the
gardena BLOSSOMS in her hair gave her a
fleeing likeness to the water sprite I'm
dine. In the horseshoe of fashionable mon
DANES the fragrance of her beauty was like
that of a dew-sprayed rose.
Mrs. Hobart Chichester Chichester Jones'
with her usual common-sense of seeing
things as they were, leaned toward the man
beside her
THAT is beauty-the real thing; no chic
no gowning, no Paris wisdom of makeup
but a beauty. I'm glad I've seen it, She
sank back as though philosophically pre-
pairing for a Waterloo.
From his box the prince noticed the
daughter of Sir Charles Marjoribanks
whose services in diplomacy in his youth
were not forgotten. Forthwith an equerry
was sent to Sir Charles and Diana inviting
them to visit the royal presence.
Diana was the social novelty of the sea-
son. The prime minister remembered his
classics as he dreamily gazed at her and
murmured, us this the face that launched
thousand ships?'
From the back of the box. Henry watched
Dlanas impression on the house His eye
Drows were drawn into horns of suppressed
temper and there was air Of brutal de-
termination in his bearing. Gradually his
expression cleared. Diana's beauty that
night stirred the best in him. He tried to
dismiss the events of the afternoon; he
would be worthy of this child woman He
set his shoulders square as though pre-
pairing to fight unseen forces.
Lucky fellow, Kerhill," one man con-
f1ded to another as they watched the
crowds sweeping glasses pause constantly
triumphant look on Henry's face.
The sinuous, commanding Carmen had
reached her triumphant entry with the